After surviving my ordeal, I learned that the school beauty had given birth to twins for me.

Chapter 93 Investigates the Baby Girl Born in the Hospital 26 Years Ago

"Shen Yu! Jiang Xinlan!" Liu Qingxuan gritted his teeth, uttering each name slowly and deliberately, his voice so cold it could freeze the air.

"I will repay this humiliation a hundredfold! You have ruined my reputation and thwarted my plans; I will make you pay for this debt with your blood!"

He was breathing heavily when he slowly calmed down.

He knew that he was no match for Shen Yu in a head-on confrontation; he could only use underhanded tactics and the most vicious methods to kill them.

Liu Qingxuan turned and walked into the secret room. The room was gloomy and damp, with black talismans pasted on the walls. In the corner were earthenware jars filled with all sorts of evil things.

He walked to the innermost black wooden cabinet, opened the cabinet door, and inside was a completely black pottery jar, the mouth of which was sealed with a yellow talisman, emitting a nauseating bloody smell and a chilling aura.

This was the Three Yin Deadly Curse, which he had spent ten years refining with the resentment and blood essence of ninety-nine people who died violent deaths. It was originally intended to deal with Jiang Zhenbang so that Jiang Manli could smoothly inherit the Jiang family business.

Now, he wants to use it on Shen Yu and Jiang Xinlan first.

"Shen Yu, weren't you very capable?" Liu Qingxuan stroked the cold earthenware jar, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"I'd like to see if you can withstand my Three Yin Deadly Qi! Once this evil energy enters your body, even if you are a god, you'll be skinned alive!"

I will make Jiang Xinlan suffer excruciating pain day and night, slowly driving her insane to death, so that you can only watch helplessly as the woman you love dies in agony!

He took a dagger from his pocket, pricked his fingertip, and dripped his blood onto the earthenware jar. The jar instantly trembled and emitted a "wailing" sound, as if countless wronged souls were crying.

Liu Qingxuan muttered incantations, his fingertips stained with blood, as he rapidly drew strange runes on the yellow talisman.

"Chen Mo!" Liu Qingxuan called out.

Chen Mo immediately pushed open the door and entered, bowing respectfully: "Master."

"Immediately summon all core disciples and set up the Three Yin Death Formation around the West Mountain Villa overnight." Liu Qingxuan's eyes were sinister, and his tone brooked no argument.

"Find out Shen Yu and Jiang Xinlan's schedules again. Three days from now, I will personally cast a spell to keep them trapped in Beijing forever!"

"Yes, Master!" Chen Mo bowed and replied, then turned and quickly left.

Looking at the talisman emitting black smoke in his hand, Liu Qingxuan's smile became even more sinister.

Shen Yu, you just wait, your death is in three days!

*

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, a group of people arrived at the gate of Shen Yu's villa in Xishan.

Zheng Zangfeng, dressed in a well-fitting dark suit and leaning on a cane, stood respectfully at the door with Zheng Yuxuan and a dozen or so attendants carrying gift boxes behind him, without making a sound.

The villa door opened, and Lu Zongming stepped out, nodding slightly.

"Chairman Zheng, Young Master Zheng, Mr. Shen is waiting inside. Please follow me."

Zheng Zangfeng nodded hurriedly, straightened his collar, and carefully followed Lu Zongming into the villa.

The villa is decorated in a simple yet elegant style, without excessive ornamentation, yet exuding understated luxury. The air is filled with a faint aroma of tea, which brings a sense of peace.

In the living room, Shen Yu sat on the sofa, holding a cup of tea in his hand, his expression calm.

Jiang Xinlan sat beside him, dressed in a beige loungewear outfit. Her eyes were gentle, and she nodded slightly when she saw them come in.

"Mr. Shen, Miss Jiang, I apologize for disturbing you." Zheng Zangfeng quickly stepped forward, bowed deeply to Shen Yu, and spoke with utmost respect.

"At last night's banquet, thanks to your timely rescue, my old life was saved. The Zheng family will never forget your great kindness. This is a small gift, nothing more, but please accept it, Mr. Shen."

As he spoke, he gestured for his attendant to bring up the gift box, explaining with a smile:

"Inside is a thousand-year-old wild ginseng, which I collected many years ago. It can replenish qi and blood. Also included is the property certificate for that lakeside detached villa in downtown Beijing, and a 10% stake in the Zheng Group. This is just a small token of my appreciation. I hope Mr. Shen won't find it offensive."

Shen Yu glanced indifferently at the gift boxes, his tone flat:

"Mr. Zheng, you're too kind. It was nothing, no need for such formalities. I can't accept the gift; please take it back."

"No, Mr. Shen!" Zheng Zangfeng exclaimed anxiously, "You saved my life, this little thing is nothing at all! If you don't accept it, I'll feel really bad! In the future, if you ever need anything in Beijing, just say the word, and my entire Zheng family will go through fire and water for you!"

Zheng Yuxuan quickly stepped forward and bowed deeply to Shen Yu again: "Mr. Shen, I'm truly sorry about yesterday. I acted too impulsively. I will definitely do as you ask in the future!"

Shen Yu waved his hand without saying anything more.

Looking at Shen Yu's calm demeanor, Zheng Zangfeng felt even more admiration for him. After hesitating for a moment, he took the initiative to speak:

"Mr. Shen, it seems you're investigating something? My Zheng family knows the connections and files in Beijing better than anyone. Whatever you need to investigate, just ask, and I guarantee I'll find out clearly for you within three days!"

Shen Yu glanced at him and nodded slightly:

"I need your help with something. Could you help me find out about the baby girl who was born around March 12th, 26 years ago, at Beijing First Hospital, and all the medical staff who delivered her that year? The more detailed the information, the better."

Since Zheng Zangfeng is so perceptive and offered to help, let him do it.

Compared to Lu Zongming, Zheng Zangfeng was more familiar with the capital and had a larger sphere of influence.

With him in charge, the results will likely be better.

"No problem!" Zheng Zangfeng immediately patted his chest and assured him, "I'll go back right now and arrange for someone to investigate. I'll send you the preliminary information this afternoon! I guarantee I won't miss any details!"

"Hmm." Shen Yu nodded lightly, thought for a moment, and took out a porcelain bottle containing a health-enhancing pill that he had made for Jiang Jianping in his spare time.

Although Zheng Zangfeng's body has recovered, he has still suffered a loss of vital energy.

With this health-strengthening pill, there won't be any problem.

The Zheng family is quite good; they have good judgment and sufficient strength. It would be better to establish a good relationship with them, which would make things much easier for them when dealing with matters in Beijing in the future.

This thrilled Zheng Zangfeng.

Trembling, he accepted the gift, feeling even more fortunate that he had taken the initiative to come and thank Mr. Shen, and had even volunteered to do things for him.

Sure enough, Mr. Shen gave away a pill right away; he really made a fortune!

Zheng Zangfeng became even more determined to cultivate a good relationship with Shen Yu, treating him as an honored guest and working diligently towards him.

After chatting for a few more minutes, Zheng Zangfeng dared not disturb them any further and respectfully took his leave with Zheng Yuxuan and his entourage.

Less than half an hour after Zheng Zangfeng and his group left, a man with a flustered expression appeared at the villa's entrance.

Wang Yuanhe was wearing a wrinkled suit, clutching a file folder tightly in his hand. His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and his eyes were filled with fear and anxiety. He paced back and forth at the door.