CHAPTER 29- ASSET OF TENS OF MILLION CHAPTER 30- WHO ARE YOU

Song Yuan Zhi's life had never gone the way he wished. Unable to marry the woman he wanted to be married with, unable to earn money to live a well off life, and even unable to have a son for himself. Due to that, he was cold towards Lu Lan and did not even bother about his daughters.

But no matter how disinterested he was, he was not that naive to think that a normal third year junior high school student would be able to get to know members of the higher social position.

The first thought that popped into his mind was that, their relationship must be something so shameful that it cannot be known publicly.

"Who are you?"

Song Yuan Zhi frowned when he was looking at the two men in front of him, he then turned his head towards Song Ye and glared at her,

"Was the reason why you did not return home for the past week, was due to spending your time with them? Are your clothes also bought by them?"

The volume of his voice was not low at all and the scorn can be heard from his tone of voice. As if Song Ye had really done something shameless.

Zhao Zhen was originally curious because Song Ye had moved everywhere by herself and even her way of doing things were peculiar as well. Although he had the feeling that her relationship with her family was not good, he had never thought it would be so bad to the point that she would be accused. The slightly good impression of him being Song Ye's family member had disintegrated. He had also began creasing his brows,

"Mister, no matter what your relationship to her and your standing, we can sue you by the fact that you had tarnished the reputation of me and Director Wang publicly."

"What? Sue me?"

Song Yuan Zhi blanked out for a moment before remembering that the person he's dealing with had both wealth and power. And so, he can't help but began to feel nervous,

"I'm Song Ye's father and I'm worried that she had been tricked by some strangers. Is that even wrong."

"That's right. Song Ye's our daughter. What's your relationship with her, her friends?"

Lu Lan who had reached the door hurriedly added in. She had always been sensitive towards wealthy men, and her eyes currently had stuck onto Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen's face went grim and he glanced over the hideous woman in front of him inconspicuously. He was unable to believe that the woman in front of him was Song Ye's mother. He then showed a stiff smile,

"Madam Song. We're Song Ye's friend. My family name is Zhao."

Lu Lan's eyes glimmered from the title 'Madam Song' and she showed an awkward smile,

"I'm Song Ye's mother. And since you're the friend of Song Ye, this had made everything much more easier."

"Hmm?"

Zhao Zhen was confused. No matter how he understood it, that did not sound like a good news at all.

On the other hand, Song Ye was relaxed while standing to one side and began watching everything as if she was watching a drama the moment Lu Lan had walked out of the room.

Without failing her expectation, Lu Lan had smilingly said something under Song Ye's cold glance,

"Mr Zhao, it was all the fault of this damned brat. She had broke the things inside and since you're her friend and seems to be quite wealthy, why don't you compensate in her stead."

When she had said that out, excluding Zhao Zhen, even Wang Yu Tang had even widened  his eyes. It's their first time meeting someone whit such loose screws in their head.

A moment later, Zhao Zhen had only turned his head towards the calm Song Ye with much difficulty,

"Did you not tell them about how much your assets are currently?"

Logically speaking, kids around her age tend to flaunt and show themselves off. They could not wait to have everyone in the world know about what they were able to achieve. Not to mention, Song Ye had even done an earth-shattering thing such as buying over a whole jewellery shop. Had she not mentioned any of it to her family?

"Mmn, we've cut our ties. So, there's no need to inform them at all."

Song Ye nodded her head and directly exposed everything. Even though she had a face that shows no guilt, she still had to nastily add in,

"My asset totaling up to tens of millions had noting to do with them."

Zhao Zhen had blanked out and understood that she was the type that did not like joking around, he then did nothing in advising her at all and just brushed over it,

"Since our business here is done, why don't we have a meal together. Director Wang is a precious customer that had a transaction worth up to millions, haha…"

"Okay. Director Wang, this way, please."

Song Ye had made a gesture indicating welcome. From the beginning till the end, she never even laid her eyes onto the men and women around her.

Wang Yu Tang had originally never looked at the kid in front of him as someone of the same level and had even thought that it was only a smoke screen found by Zhao Zhen. But since earlier until now, she had not even concealed the scandalous family situation and even openly talked about it. Even up to the fact on how she had shown to be quite flexible in her speech. Although her aura was a little cold, her socializing skills were controlled quite well. Just from these facts alone, the impression he had of her had increased exponentially.

With the time the three had used in conversing with each other, they had walked further and further away. And the members of the Song family were standing still on the same spot astonished by the amount of tens of millions and transactions worth up to millions. For them who were of the lower hierarchy of the society, even if they had worked nonstop, even the amount of hundred thousand will be difficult to save up, and so the concept of tens of millions were beyond their comprehension.

And Song Ye had mentioned earlier that she had tens of millions!

Looking at the slender silhouette that was walking further and further away, he was then struck by a thought and shouted,

"Song Ye! Compensate all the things!"

Now was not the time to care how much wealth she owned, the main point was the compensation for the dishes damaged.

Song Ye had walked in front stopped in her tracks and slightly turned her body to look back. The cold eyes under the sunlight had looked as though of the reflection off of an icy surface,

"If I remember correctly, the one who had crashed the dishes of food was none other than your wife. The cameras in the room can show it. And also, please don't call my name out directly, it's very rude."

"You…"

Song Yuan Zhi was unable to refute anything back and unable to put on any airs,

"What's with your attitude! I'm your father, even if you're not biologically my daughter, I'm still legally your father! What is yours is all mine as well!"

"Haha…"

Song Ye lightly laughed , but her face showed no expressions,

"Soon, even legally, I will have nothing to do with the Song family."

When she had dropped the sentence, she then turned around, leaving behind such an ambiguous statement with the remaining Song family staring at each other.

Ever since Song Ye bought back the jades, the return of funds of Yu Fu Jewellery had multiplied. The jades that were of high quality had quickly build up quite the reputation. The tens of billions of assets were no mere numbers, they also represented Yu Fu Jewellery's chance in creating a larger business base.

Song Ye ate the meal with Wang Yu Tang and discussed a little about the raw stone choosing event held by Wang Yu Tang. In the end, Yu Fu Jewellery had decided to invest a total of five million participation capital.

Of course, Zhao Zhen had decided this amount of capital under Song Ye's permission. The act of taking out almost all of the internal flowing capital had let Zhao Zhen break into a cold sweat.

But the shop now belongs to Song Ye, all he can do was to only listen to her orders. Upon exiting the restaurant, Song Ye decided to stop by Yu Fu Jewellery to take a look at Yun Hua. And so, while heading back, they had talked about the situation of Yun Hua.

"Yun Hua is actually quite the sensible lady. She quickly learned what she had to do, but she's a little way too quiet and seems to be difficult to approach."

Yun Hua had became the shop clerk, and so, Zhao Zhen knew about her the most. Hearing that, Song Ye nodded her head,

"Mmn. She's faced quite the ordeal before, and so she needs some time to walk out of it."

"Mmn."

In this regard, Zhao Zhen had made speculations about it, but he did not dare to probe for it. But when he thought about some thing, his brows were still tightly knitted together,

"But there's this part of her that's weird. My wife had let her take in all sorts of tonics in supplementing her blood some time ago, but Yun Hua still has a very pale complexion. We don't even know if it's because she's not feeling well or anything, and she's not willing to talk about it even when we asked her about it."

CHAPTER 30- WHO ARE YOU

When both of them returned to Yu Fu Jewellery Shop, it was already evening. The sunlight during winter days hit onto the glass displays and the colorful emeralds within reflected different color of lights, making the whole place seems refreshing. 

The shop clerk in front of the entrance then greeted with a lively, "Good evening, owner", but their gaze dropped onto Song Ye who had a face that stood out from others. The attitude of Zhao Zhen towards Song Ye had caused the employees in the shop to still be curious about it to this date. 

"Where's Yun Hua?" 

Unable to find the familiar silhouette in the shop after looking around the shop, Song Ye then turned towards the nearby clerk to inquire. 

That clerk slightly paused and then answered, 

"She's taking a nap in the lounge. I saw that she was not feeling quite well from her complexion." 

"Mmn, thanks." 

Song Ye thanked them and directly walked towards the lounge of the shop. 

When the clerk saw that Zhao Zhen had made no movements at all, they then came to a realization that Yun Hua was not Zhao Zhen's lover but was related to this kid.

When she was heading towards the lounge, Song Ye's stride showed how much in a rush she was in. In her last life, Yun Hua had passed away in the mountains and did not get the chance to live with her in the city; as Song Ye was used to dealing everything by herself, she had been busy lately and neglected Yun Hua, leaving her alone in Yu Fu Jewellery. She should've never done that and so she knew she was in the wrong for doing so.

At the end of the corridor of the second floor was the lounge and currently, the door was closed shut. Just by looking at it normally, everything seems quiet; but Song Ye had quite the sensitive hearing and she heard some movements inside the room. She silently approached the door and placed her hand on the doorknob. In the next moment, the situation in the room became clear as day to her.

What entered her eyes had caused her heart went cold. The usually expressionless face was cracked. Without any hesitation, she raised her leg and kicked open the door. She gripped onto Yun Hua's wrist strongly, causing the wrist to let out small cracking sounds which made Yun Hua released the fruit knife out of pain.

"Song… Ye…."

Yun Hua's face was as pale as a sheet of paper. Her unfocused eyes then began to teared up, the focus on her eyes were not stable as she looked at the girl in front of her. Looking at her face, she began remembering and felt as if she had gone back to the night when they escaped together.

Song Ye ignored her pallid face, her voice was so cold it was as if ice was beginning to form,

"Are you seeking death?"

The blood on the fruit knife had yet to become dry and the blood on the woman's slender hand was still flowing out from the cut wound. Witnessing Yun Hua's action of harming herself, her heart had received a heavy impact. Uncontrollably, her anger had reached the peak.

"Death…"

Yun Hua mumbled the word and tears fell out of her eyes. She shook her head strongly and curled herself up in Song Ye's embrace,

"I don't want to die and I don't want to live that sort of life once again. But Song Ye, I'm very dirty. Even though I'm lying down on a clean bed, I can still smell the foul odor from my own body. I hate, I really hated the fact that I did not manage to finish them off. Those slags! Scoundrels!"

The scream in agony that was muffled under Song Ye's embrace was exerted with all her strength. Following the tears that rushed out of her eyes, all the feelings and memories that she had pushed down exploded all at once. The two arms that were dripping with blood circled her waist, dying the both of them in red.

Song Ye's body stiffened, the usual cold face was cracking down little by little from the dripping tears.

After fifteen years, things such as weakness and tears had disappeared from her life. To her, committing suicide and harming oneself is a humiliating action to do. She would rather consume and devour human's blood and flesh in order to continue surviving. And so, she did not know how to comfort a woman who was mentally scarred.

In the end, with her body stiff, she can only lightly place her hands on Yun Hua's back and copying how adult comfort children, patting her back slowly and lightly.

Maybe because she and Song Ye had the same experience, and at the same time was also the one who had pulled her out of the hell's pit, Yun Hua had a sense of dependency towards Song Ye. After she had vented out with her tears, she was then able to have a proper sleep.

When Song Ye walked out of the room, Zhao Zhen was standing at the end by the window and he looked at her with a complicated gaze,

"Is Yun Hua… okay?…"

Song Ye, with a grim look on her face, nodded her head and did not comment much on it,

"Uncle Zhao, is there a computer in the shop?"

"…..There is." Zhao Zhen said, after a moment and walked to the door next to the room to open it,

"This computer was bought last year. I didn't have the chance to learn how to use it yet and so it's left here unused."

Song Ye entered the room and switched on the computer and she had indeed seen the system installing. While waiting for it, Song Ye raised her head to look at Zhao Zhen,

"Uncle Zhao, I'm still under-aged and once I leave the Song family, I would need a guardian. The only person that I can think of is you, so what's your thoughts on it?"

The time where she was reborn was still too short and she didn't dare to approach the people that she had connections with that easily and now the only one she can rely on is only her business partner, Zhao Zhen.

"Becoming your guardian?!"

Zhao Zhen was really shocked at this. The first reason was due to the fact that he had forgotten Song Ye's age, and another thing was because he did not expect that Song Ye had so much trust in him. Song Ye is now a millionaire and whoever that became her guardian basically would obtain certain rights in moving the cash flow. Although under-aged kids' tendency to spout out things like wanting to cut their ties with their family was an act of rebellion, Zhao Zhen looked down on those sorts of actions. But when he remembered about his encounter with the Song family this afternoon, Zhao Zhen had wanted to outright give her a "like" for her decision,

"Okay. As long as you can trust me, I don't have a problem with it."

"Mmn. Please help me look after Yun Jie."

Song Ye opened the browser and when Zhao Zhen walked out of the room, all her fingers began to type quickly on the keyboard and countless pages and pop-ups began to appear on the screen. The codes were so closely packed together that one would feel dizzy just from looking at it. Song Ye did not even look at them and directly modified some codes in between and quickly erased her traces.

She had hacked into Yun Cheng's identification file system and within three minutes, she had moved her information under Zhao Zhen's name and had also set Yun Hua's identity as her sister.

After she was done with everything, her fingers moved and she once again hacked into Lin Cheng's server system and looked for the bunch of people that were apprehended from the mountain. After confirming their positions, she was about to log out of it, she noticed an alert signal from the menu.

That was… tracing.

Song Ye's finger did not stop at all and linked towards all the IP out of Yun Cheng to cover up the tracing system of that person. Under the attack of thousands and millions of data, that person's tracing was completely cut off after around ten seconds. The page had only left one single message from that person.

"Who are you"

Song Ye glanced at the page, looking at the short and simple sentence. It was so stiff to the point where a question mark or any sort of punctuation could not be seen. For reasons unknown, the face of someone so cold to the point one will feel cold just from looking at it appeared in her mind.

Beep beep….

Deep within the mountain area where a base can be found, Qin Zhan was standing beside the computer with a cigarette between his fingers. Looking at the dark screen for a while, he then turned towards the soldier controlling the computer and issued an order,

"Inform Lin Cheng's prison. Someone will jailbreak."