Eric Jiang may be soft-hearted, but that doesn't mean he's an idiot.
No matter how well Emma Yin tries to hide things, the truth will always come out eventually.
Earlier today, someone saw Emma Yin confessing her feelings to Henry Shaw with their own eyes.
Emma Yin isn't exactly a generous person.
Holding grudges and getting revenge has always been her style.
So when Eric Jiang heard Emma Yin play dumb, he just smiled and said lightly, "Miss Yin, you'd better be more careful in the future. There are plenty of people in this world with more power and status than your father. Don't think you're the only one standing at the top of the pyramid."
Emma Yin's face instantly flickered with uncertainty.
Emma Yin couldn't make up her mind, unsure if Eric Jiang knew anything.
But if Eric Jiang really knew she was behind it, why hadn't he confronted her?
With the Jiang Family's wealth and influence, it would be all too easy for them to target her if they wanted to.
If Eric Jiang hasn't figured anything out, then what does all this mean?
There's no way Emma Yin could know that Helen Jiang was destined to be cast aside tonight—Emma just made her move before anyone else.
So, since Emma Yin did the dirty work for them, the others could keep their hands clean.
As the heir to the Jiang Family, Eric Jiang may not feel much pressure, but he still has to face the darker side of things.
So yes, Eric Jiang is kind—but he's not stupid.
Eric Jiang stopped wasting words and said to Emma Yin, "I don't have the person you're looking for here, Miss Yin. Please leave. There's been a bit of trouble in the house today, so we can't gather everyone for dinner. Please rest in your room."
Emma Yin didn't dare say anything more and quickly took her leave.
Watching Emma Yin's retreating figure, Eric Jiang remembered something Charles Yin once said.
Some people think they're clever, but don't realize that the smarter they act, the quicker they fall...
Emma Yin was probably just that kind of person.
After Emma Yin left, she went straight back to her own room.
As soon as she entered, she quickly shut the door behind her.
Emma Yin clutched her chest, her heart racing.
The look Eric Jiang gave her just now seemed to see through everything—she was so scared she couldn't say a single word!
Dinner was delivered to each room by the chefs.
All the dinners had been prearranged—everyone got the same meal.
Cecilia Gu glanced at her dinner and didn't really feel like eating.
Charles Yin immediately put down his chopsticks and said to Alex, "Tell them to redo it."
Cecilia Gu waved her hand and said, "No need. I just ate a lot at lunch, and I haven't moved much since, so I'm not really hungry."
Charles Yin still gave the order: "Go get Cici's tonic soup."
Alex quickly obeyed, and soon returned from the kitchen with a steaming bowl of tonic.
Cecilia Gu paused—wasn't this scent...
"Don't worry, this isn't the one Mom made for you. I had someone else make a special nourishing soup. It may not be as good as hers, but the ingredients are top-notch—gentle and not greasy, so you won't get overheated even if you drink more." Charles Yin looked at Cecilia Gu with gentle eyes. "Just like Mom said, the closer you get to your due date, the more you need to take care of your health."
Cecilia Gu was touched. She took the soup, opened the lid, and inhaled the rich, fragrant aroma—it was cooked to perfection.
Without hesitation, Cecilia Gu drank it all in one go.
A warm smile bloomed in Charles Yin's eyes.
Without Cecilia Gu by his side, Charles Yin ate much faster.
After dinner, Charles Yin and Cecilia Gu sat by the window, gazing at the moonlit night outside.
Even without saying a word, just leaning together and watching the stars and moon made them feel completely at ease.
The little one in Cecilia's belly would kick from time to time, showing its own happiness.
The three of them felt like a happy little family.
Max Mo, who hadn't shown his face all evening, didn't even have time for dinner.
At that moment, his fingers were flying across his laptop keyboard.
Line after line of code appeared, showing he was racing against time to crack something.
Across from Max Mo sat several others, all just as frantically trying to break the password.
"Boss, it's no use—the other side's firewall is way too strong. We just can't get through!" Max Mo's assistant was drenched in sweat. "This firewall is seriously intense!"
Anger flashed in Max Mo's blue eyes.
He'd been at this for half a day and still hadn't cracked their password!
This can't be real!
Is that bastard Charles Yin going to get a piece of the action again this time?
The assistant looked up at Max Mo nervously. "Boss, we've all done our best."
After entering the last command, Max Mo slumped in defeat, his blue eyes flashing. "The firewall of the world's top assassin syndicate really is a monster."
The assistant hesitated and said, "Maybe we should inform the old man. There's no way we can break through in a short time."
Max Mo shook his head gravely. "No way. We can't let anyone focus on the Mo Family or me. I worked hard to come up with a reason to come to Newport City, just to divert attention. Charles Yin's influence overseas is spread out, so the syndicate won't dare touch him! Even if they investigate, they'll only trace it to Newport, not to the Mo Family. If they find out we're involved, we're in big trouble."
All the assistants nodded in agreement.
That's right.
The real reason Max Mo went to all this trouble, flying all the way to Newport City, was that he had several goals in mind.
First, to deliver a New Year gift to Cecilia Gu.
Second, to discuss a land reclamation partnership with Charles Yin.
But nobody knew the third goal was actually Max Mo's true objective: cracking the Assassin Syndicate's backend.
Max Mo knew this syndicate was full of real geniuses—even if he disguised his IP, they'd still track him down.
(Irrelevant system message skipped.)
So he went straight to Newport City and set up a maze of digital traps. If anyone tried to trace him, they'd only get as far as Newport, not the distant K City in Eastshire Province.
Max Mo skillfully used Yin Enterprises' status in Newport and the Yin Family's overseas influence to send a subtle warning to the Assassin Syndicate.
If an ordinary person attacked the Assassin Network, they'd probably face total destruction from the site.
But if the attacker was Charles Yin...
Heh... Even the Assassin Syndicate would have to think twice.
Charles Yin is a legend overseas.
Still, Max Mo never expected that as soon as he started cracking the code, Charles Yin already knew about it.
After coaxing Cecilia Gu to sleep, Charles Yin brought Henry Shaw to an RV outside.
Henry Shaw, who usually looked annoyed in front of Cecilia Gu, now became focused and intense.
"Young Master!" Henry Shaw lowered his voice. "Is Max Mo starting to suspect you?"
Charles Yin shook his head. "Not necessarily. But he's got his eyes on the Assassin Syndicate now. Go tell them to keep things low-key for a while—no wandering around China. The Mo Family is rooted in the military, so they're bound to be sensitive. Max Mo is cunning, always redirecting trouble. If they see my IP, they're sure to get suspicious. If Max Mo hadn't come to Newport, I might've missed it."
Henry Shaw nodded. "Yes, I understand."
Charles Yin nodded. "You've had a tough time these past years."
Henry Shaw didn't say anything, just looked at Charles Yin calmly.
It meant that there was no need for formalities between them.
"Having you work in the Assassin Syndicate was a last resort." Charles Yin patted Henry Shaw's shoulder, his eyes full of genuine emotion. "There aren't many people I can truly trust. You're one of them."
"Whatever you ask of me, it's my duty." Henry Shaw replied calmly. "Even if you wanted me to join the Syndicate as an underground fighter, or take down the whole organization, I wouldn't hesitate."
Charles Yin laughed. "We don't need to deal with that organization for now. Society still needs its empire. If we take them down, another will just pop up. By the way, how's that investigation I asked you about?"
Henry Shaw frowned and said, "No leads yet. They're hiding very well."
"It's fine, take your time," Charles Yin said with a deep smile. "I like a challenge. There's no rush on that side—handle the Jiang Family matters first."
"Young Master, are you really not going to finish her off?" Henry Shaw frowned. "That woman is so sinister, and she always has it out for the young madam."
Charles Yin waved his hand. "Now's not the time. Helen Jiang was just caught in an affair—if she gets killed right away, it would ruin the Jiang Family's reputation."
Charles Yin still doesn't know Helen Jiang has gone dark. If he knew the terrible consequences tonight's moment of mercy would bring...
Maybe he wouldn't have cared about reputation and would have killed Helen Jiang on the spot.
Unfortunately, there's no medicine for regret in this world.
A good night's sleep.
Cecilia Gu slept very soundly that night.
When she woke up, Cecilia Gu saw the brilliant sunshine.
Looking at the warm winter sun through the glass, she felt happier than ever.
But as soon as Cecilia Gu got up, she saw Alex grinning mischievously.
Cecilia Gu couldn't help but ask a few questions. Alex couldn't hold back anymore and replied animatedly, "The Jiang Family issued an announcement this morning—Helen Jiang has been officially expelled. Aside from giving her two hundred thousand yuan and some clothes and shoes, they gave her nothing else."
Cecilia Gu was stunned.
The Jiang Family really acted fast!
But now, Helen Jiang is probably going to lose it completely, right?
And with Helen Jiang expelled, does that mean this hot spring trip—
—needs a new name now?
Sure enough, there was a knock at the door. A maid stood outside respectfully and said, "Mrs. Yin, the young master requests you in the main hall. He has something to announce."