DiDi: "Brother Hu, I’ve run into some trouble here and might need your help."

Actually, Tang Chenghu didn’t think much of DiDi, but DiDi had once saved his father’s life, so he couldn’t ignore that. He just had to deal with it this way.

Tang Chenghu: "What’s going on? Tell me."

DiDi: "Yang Chen, the new controlling shareholder of Shield Security, has been particularly arrogant lately. He’s injured a lot of my men, and I want to deal with him. But with Shield Security backing him, I’m hesitant to make a move. I hope Brother Hu can help me out and warn Shield Security Group not to get involved."

Li Xiang: "The cause of this was that Yang Chen bullied my son, made him crawl ten meters on broken glass. My son’s knees are still severely injured, bedridden until now. So, I asked Brother Di for help in teaching him a lesson. But who knew, with Shield Security Group’s protection, we never succeeded, and instead, many of our men got hurt by him. Brother Hu, I hope you can step in and help us. Help avenge my son and Brother Di’s people; we will never forget Brother Hu and the Tang Family’s kindness."

For Li Xiang and DiDi, Shield Security Group was an untouchable existence.

But for the Tang Family, dealing with Shield Security Group was no big deal.

As mentioned before, the Tang Family had a military background and invested in industries vital to people’s livelihoods, boasting both strong capabilities and social connections.

The Tang Family might not have much leverage against Shield Security Group’s overseas mercenary branch, but when it came to their domestic operations, they were confident.

Tang Chenghu smiled and said, "No problem. Tomorrow I’ll have someone go and put some pressure on Qiu Yuhong. If necessary, the Tang Family can also send people to help you."

Li Xiang and DiDi laughed joyfully; as long as Shield Security didn’t interfere, they were free to go after Yang Chen.

Li Xiang: "Thank you, Brother Hu. From now on, the annual return on the Tang Family’s capital with me will increase to 35%."

DiDi: "If there’s anything inconvenient for you to handle personally in the future, feel free to assign it to me, Brother Hu. I guarantee to do a spotless job for you."

...

In the morning, Yang Chen dropped Tang Xia back at school and then went out driving to pick up passengers.

A little after eleven o’clock, Yang Chen picked up a middle-aged man with long hair at the entrance of the Marriott Hotel.

Perhaps it was an illusion, but Yang Chen immediately felt that this man resembled Song Siming.

After a while, the man received a call.

"I’m in the car."

"Got it. I’ll be careful. It’s you who needs to be cautious, don’t let him discover you."

"It’s Siming’s birthday in a couple of days, and I’d like to attend his birthday party. Is that okay?"

"I’ll just watch him from afar, I won’t talk to him."

"He’s my son. I’ve already missed his first 23 birthdays. I don’t want to miss his future ones. Is that wish excessive?"

...

The Bibi platform indicated this person was Mr. Tang, not a Song by birth, suggesting he’s not Song Siming’s official father but his biological father.

Right then, a melodramatic family drama unfolded in Yang Chen’s mind.

No wonder Yang Chen thought this man resembled Song Siming; turns out, they’re father and son.

"By the way, remind your son to be careful, make sure the Tang Family girl and that rideshare driver don’t find out about his plan. Offending the rideshare driver is nothing, but if he offends the Tang Family, your son will be in trouble."

"Anyway, hurry up; I can’t wait for the family to reunite."

"Okay. I got it, hanging up now."

...

Yang Chen thought to himself: "The Tang Family girl must be Tang Xia, right? The rideshare driver, that would be me, right? Plan? Song Siming has plans for me and Tang Xia? I was wondering why that kid suddenly became so polite; turns out, there’s a scheme in motion. Alright, let’s see what kind of schemes they’re up to."

Yang Chen discreetly took a photo of the passenger and sent it to Qiu Yuhong.

"Help me look up information on this person."

When Yang Chen dropped the passenger off at Yihai Apartments, Qiu Yuhong replied with the information.

Name: Tang Ming.

Age: 48.

Occupation: Former rock singer, now a training class teacher.

Family situation: Both parents deceased, no wife or children, currently living alone renting at Xingfu Garden District, Building 2, Room 506.

Main whereabouts: Yihai Apartments, Marriott Hotel, Xingfu Garden District.

Social situation: Training class teacher and students. Next most seen with Li Hui Zhen, often meeting at Marriott Hotel for dates.

Li Hui Zhen: Husband Song Tianqiao, son Song Siming, deputy general manager at Tianjiao Media Culture Company.

Song Tianqiao: Legal representative and president of Tianjiao Media Culture Company, has a mistress named Chen Sisi, and they have a two-year-old child together.

Song Siming: Senior student at Hai City Music Academy. Currently suspected that Tang Ming and Song Siming are biologically related as father and son, but further investigation and confirmation are needed.

Doing DNA tests and the like is unnecessary. Looking at Tang Ming and Song Siming’s resemblance, as well as their names, it’s pretty much certain they are father and son.

Yang Chen couldn’t help but laugh: "This family sure knows how to play around! Even the best screenwriters wouldn’t dare craft a script like this; it’ll definitely have those drama-loving women raving!"

What Yang Chen wanted to know now was what plans Song Siming’s family had for him and Tang Xia.

Personally, Yang Chen wasn’t worried, but he was concerned Tang Xia might get hurt.

Even if Yang Chen could destroy the Song Family afterward, if Tang Xia were hurt, it would be irreversible damage.

Instead of waiting for Song Siming to act, it was better to give him the opportunity first.

Figure out their plan quickly, prepare a response, and stop worrying about Tang Xia’s safety every day.