Chapter 1339: Grand Finale: Dean Xiao, What Role Did You Play Five Years Ago

“May I ask who you are…”

“Yin.”

“Alright, Mr. Yin, I’ll go inform my master right away.”

The maid hurried back inside after speaking, leaving Yin Shixiu waiting outside for about seven or eight minutes before she came out in haste to let him in,

“Sorry, my master is currently entertaining a guest inside. Is there anything you need? I can relay the message for you.”

“Old Director Xiao Kaicheng doesn’t want to see me?”

Yin Shixiu spoke softly, and just hearing him talk made the maid uneasy.

“No, that’s not—”

The maid was about to explain when Yin Shixiu slowly lifted his eyes, directing his gaze fixedly on a point, letting out the dangerous light of a hunting eagle.

Following his gaze upwards, the maid saw old Xiao Kaicheng standing with his hands behind his back at a window on the second floor.

“Still not opening the door?”

Yin Shixiu looked at the maid, who then glanced at Xiao Kaicheng by the window, seeing him nod slightly.

The maid quickly opened the door, “Mr. Yin, please come in quickly, it’s cold outside.”

Yin Shixiu looked at her and smiled lightly.

That smile! The maid thought.

After closing the door, the maid led Yin Shixiu into the house. In Beijing’s most luxurious residential area, Yin Shixiu might not say this villa is the most extravagant, but it must be one of the top ones.

An old director entering his twilight years with such financial power truly evokes admiration.

“Mr. Yin, please have a seat. Would you like something to drink?”

“No need.”

Yin Shixiu replied indifferently, “Just urge your master not to neglect his guest too much.”

“Okay.”

After responding, the maid wanted to go up and call Xiao Kaicheng but just as she was heading upstairs, Xiao Kaicheng happened to come down…

Standing beside a display rack in the living room, Yin Shixiu examined the antiques on it…

Xiao Kaicheng walked with hands behind his back, with the steady pace of an elderly man, and sat on the sofa not far from Yin Shixiu,

“What brings the Fourth Young Master of the Yin Family to my place?”

“I assumed that upon seeing me, the old director would know why I’m here.”

Yin Shixiu picked up a small teacup from the rack, adorned with intricate floral designs, seemingly an antique.

“It’s been many years since I’ve had contact with the Yin Family. In my memory, you were still a young lad. Now, many years later, you suddenly visit. How would I know why you’re here… Unless it’s something to do with Shao Hui or Meng Qin.”

“The two elder ones are healthy, although not as much as the old director, they still have no problem living for another ten or twenty years.”

He replied blandly, placing the teacup back on the rack and picking up a smoker’s pipe from another shelf…

“The maid said you were entertaining guests, where are they?”

“Fourth Young Master of the Yin Family, if you have something to say, just say it outright, no need to beat around the bush. Haha.”

Xiao Kaicheng said.

Yin Shixiu put down the pipe, turned to look at the old director, “Five years ago, my wife was conspired against by Yin Shiqing and his daughter-in-law, leading to her difficult labor. I want to know what role you played.”

Xiao Kaicheng raised his old eyes, looking back at Yin Shixiu, squinting slightly, pausing,

“Five years ago… I had already retired for eight years, and you ask me about an incident that happened in the hospital. Fourth Young Master, to use a phrase from you young people, I’m being blamed while lying down.”

“I didn’t expect that at your age, you are quite familiar with the language young people use today.”

Yin Shixiu said with a tone full of sarcasm.

“Fourth Young Master of the Yin Family, I am now just these old bones, always ready to be laid to rest. If there’s anything you want to say, say it, don’t circle around an old man with white hair, will you?”

“Isn’t the one circling around the old director? I’ve already made my question clear.”

“Your wife was framed leading to difficult labor, you ask what role I played—how should I answer such a question?”

Xiao Kaicheng chuckled, “You said those who framed your wife were the eldest of the Yin Family and his daughter-in-law Guo Tong, it’s even less related to me.”

“When did I say his daughter-in-law was named Guo Tong?”

“…” Xiao Kaicheng raised his eyebrows again, then chuckled lightly and hurriedly said, “Back then, Guo Tong’s case did cause quite a stir in all of Beijing. It’s not strange that I would know about it, right?”

“Indeed, it’s not strange. Now, over twenty years of silence between you and the Yin Family, yet still concerned about their news, and even after more than five years can clearly name the perpetrator. If you don’t explain, I’d think you and Guo Tong are relatives.”

“Haha! You’re teasing me, Fourth Young Master Yin.”

“Xiao Kaicheng, as far as I know, you only have one son, Xiao Anhe, and Xiao Anhe has only one grandson, Xiao Yan.”

“Yes, is there a problem?”

“Your family has a single line of succession for three generations. Do you plan to donate all your treasures to the state after you’re gone?”

“…All my treasures? I don’t see them.” Xiao Kaicheng spread his hands and then fixed his gaze on the shelf behind Yin Shixiu, quickly understanding, “Oh, you’re talking about these. These are just decorative items. I can’t believe that a sharp-eyed Fourth Young Master of the Yin Family would mistake them for antiques.”

Yin Shixiu’s expression was cold and calm, with his unperturbed eyes conveying his confidence, not arrogant, yet subtly intimidating.

Even now, as Xiao Kaicheng talks about irrelevant matters, laughing and joking with Yin Shixiu, his heart is full of caution.

Everyone knows that the Fourth Young Master of the Yin Family is not to be trifled with. The Rong Family’s ruin—imprisonments and family business acquisitions—was due to their conflict with him.

Originally, Yin Shiqing, the eldest of the Yin Family, was thought to be capable of counterbalancing Yin Shixiu, but it turned out he strayed down a wrong path.

In the end, he suffered the consequences, leaving behind only a grandson.

Xiao Kaicheng might guess the reason for Yin Shixiu’s visit.

After all, the only entanglement he had with Yin Shixiu was five and a half years ago when Yin Shiqing attempted to harm Su Xiaomeng and her son.

However, during that incident, Xiao Kaicheng never showed himself.

Nonetheless, straightforward and candid, Yin Shixiu did come to him because of that matter.

But… too much time has passed, and the people who knew about it, Yin Shiqing and Guo Tong, are already dead.

For a moment, Xiao Kaicheng is left guessing how Yin Shixiu figured out his involvement.

“Seems I overestimated the old director’s discernment, thinking he would know my purpose upon seeing me. Since the old director insists on beating around the bush, I suppose I’ll have to ensure the Xiao Family ends.”

“…” Xiao Kaicheng’s expression changes slightly, but… experience often brings wisdom.

He’s patient, merely chuckling before saying, “Could it be my good grandson did something to provoke the Fourth Young Master of the Yin Family?”

“He did indeed.”

Yin Shixiu nodded.

“And… what did my good grandson do to anger the Fourth Young Master of the Yin Family?”

“He stole my child.”

Yin Shixiu stared directly at Xiao Kaicheng, whose muddled old eyes appeared truly bewildered at the moment. He smiled, picked up the hot tea from the coffee table, took a gentle sip, and acted as if Yin Shixiu hadn’t said a word.

Yin Shixiu continued leisurely,

“Back then, my wife had a difficult delivery, and the child passed away shortly after birth. Your grandson, Xiao Yan, deceived me by claiming it was a girl and secretly took the baby home to raise himself. Five years later, that child is your grandson’s son.”

“…”

Xiao Kaicheng looked up in shock at Yin Shixiu… Suddenly, the teacup he was holding fell to the ground, shattering into several pieces.

Yin Shixiu glanced at the broken teacup on the floor and remarked, “In ancient times, fortune-tellers used broken cups for divination to foresee good and bad outcomes. Now that the cup is shattered at the right moment, I wonder if the old director can predict your only grandson’s fate.”

Xiao Kaicheng’s eyes widened, and he looked at Yin Shixiu with what seemed like fear, evidently trying to process the credibility of Yin Shixiu’s words.

“Impossible!”

Ultimately, he concluded it was absolutely impossible, “For one, Little Yan was not involved in that surgery! He’s not an obstetrician!”

“But he was a surgical intern at the time. When my wife was in distress, the situation couldn’t be resolved solely by delivery.”

“Regardless of him being a surgical intern or an obstetrician, he was not part of the surgery! I’m sure of it!”

“Oh? The old director retired eight years ago, and the surgery at the Central Hospital occurred five and a half years ago. How are you so certain your grandson was not involved?”

“The personnel were arranged by me, from doctors to nurses—”

Xiao Kaicheng paused midway through his speech and looked at Yin Shixiu…

Yin Shixiu’s eyes, cold as ice, were fixed on Xiao Kaicheng, “Don’t worry, I no longer need your words to confirm anything. I think I’ve guessed you assisted Yin Shiqing.”

“…” Xiao Kaicheng clenched his fist, “Yin Shixiu, you’d better clarify!”

“What?”

“Explain the situation with Xiao Yan and Xiao Ang!” At this moment, Xiao Kaicheng no longer cared about circling around Yin Shixiu or self-preservation!

Reaching this point, Xiao Kaicheng already understood…

That impossibility had turned into… a possibility.

On the day the surgery ended, that kid Xiao Yan resigned from the hospital. The director called him to inform him of this and feared the boy would be as rebellious and disobedient as his father.

Afterwards, he searched for Xiao Yan for a long time and found he had already run abroad.

Then, returning with a three-year-old child, claiming the child was born from a deceased girlfriend.

Xiao Kaicheng, valuing the child’s Xiao Family blood, said nothing more, only hoped Xiao Yan would marry an appropriate woman when the time came.