The beloved one is back, and the CEO of the Holy Son is seeking to get back together every day.

Shen Qingshang had long been accustomed to the straightforward way of talking with his son. He took a breath before speaking, "Did the hospital call you?"

"I called and asked me how I should handle it. I also gave a reply. You should know that, right?"

When Shen Xingyao said these words, his eyes were very gloomy. After all, the old man and Shen Chengming had both regarded him as a thorn in their flesh and wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible.

Especially Shen Chengming, who can be said to be the culprit that caused him and Lin Yue to be separated for so many years.

Seeing Shen Xingyao like this, Shen Qingshang felt a little sad, "Xingyao, if you don't want to deal with these things, leave it to me."

"He is my father after all, and I am his only son now. It is my responsibility to take care of him and see him to the end of his life."

"I know you don't want to deal with the people at the old house, so just focus on taking care of Xiaoyue and leave the rest to me..."

Shen Xingyao pulled the corner of his mouth, "It's not impossible to leave it to you, but are you sure you can handle those people in the old house?"

"Especially Zhao Yun. Hasn't she always blamed me for Shen Chengming's death? I guess she wants to eat my flesh and drink my blood now, right?"

"And Shen Qingzhe has been trying tirelessly to have another son, but he just can't."

"If Shen Qingzhe's search for a son hadn't distracted Zhao Yun's attention, she would have pointed the gun at me a long time ago."

Thinking of the ugly things that the second house had done recently, Shen Qingshang didn't know what to say for a moment and could only remain silent.

After a long while, he looked at Shen Xingyao again, "Alas, I don't mean anything else, I just want to remind you that they are likely to make a big fuss about the old man's affairs and then attack you."

Shen Xingyao picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, then replied nonchalantly, "They have done similar things over the years, haven't they? I've been there too."

Hearing his son's answer, Shen Qingshang was helpless: "Forget it, just know it in your heart, I won't ask too much. Those media outside have been swarming around you like flies, you should also be careful."

As the person in charge of Shen Group, Shen Xingyao has always had many eyes on him. If he had not always kept himself clean, no one knows what kind of description he would have been written about by the media.

Shen Qingzhe and Zhao Yun have always wanted to make a fuss about the old man's hospitalization, but Shen Xingyao's own strength should not be underestimated, and Shen Qingshang has been helping to suppress it, so those media dare not write anything carelessly.

But Zhao Yun was still unwilling to give up. She kept guiding the media to dig deeper into the matter of Shen Chengming's death, hoping to create public pressure on Shen Xingyao through this, and at least accuse him of cold-bloodedly persecuting his relatives.

However, the result obviously did not satisfy her.

Of course, she only dared to do these little tricks in private. After all, Shen Chengming used to serve certain people in Myanmar. If the matter was really investigated, the whole family of the second house would be in trouble.

"The media has freedom of speech, they can write whatever they want."

"But if they touch my bottom line, the consequences will be unbearable for them."

Shen Xingyao has always known about the little tricks of the second house, but he didn't take it to heart.

He now rarely has any emotional fluctuations about what those people do, and he doesn't even frown when he hears their names.