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"Qian Xiuyuan's casual demeanor, as if he doesn't care about anything, makes me wonder if he has depression. Who knows if something untoward might happen to him?"

"Well, if anything happens, it happens. It's none of our concern. Right, Brother Cong?"

Brother Cong was the nominal head of the internet company.

As for the other four employees, they were all his relatives in one way or another.

"Great job! Once we get rid of Qian Xiuyuan, the company will be ours!" Brother Cong laughed heartily.

He believed that as long as Qian Xiuyuan couldn't get the internet company off the ground.

He could continue as the company's boss and unleash his full potential.

Another staff member spoke with a mix of envy and resentment, "Are all wealthy people not fools? He has a legacy to inherit yet he insists on chasing after some naive dreams of passion."

Those in the tech company were well aware of Qian Xiuyuan's background, and they deliberately ostracized him, subjecting him to cold shoulders and passive-aggressive behavior with a sense of smug satisfaction.

See, even the privileged offspring of the wealthy have to obey their orders, don't they?

"I couldn't care less about them," Liang Cong declared smugly. "Anyway, once Qian Xiuyuan is gone, we can do whatever we want with this company."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the door was slammed open.

Liang Cong's arrogance dissipated instantly at the sight of Qian Xi. He gaped in astonishment, "M-Mr… CEO."

Furious upon learning about his son's treatment in the company, Qian Xi grabbed the CEO by his collar. The pain of losing his son pierced his heart, making his eyes bulge in rage. "I asked you to look after my son, and this is how you did it?"

Zheng Caixia also picked up a small hoe and frantically struck Liang Cong, her voice trembling with fury. "Give him back! Give Xiuyuan back to me!"

Liang Cong's bones cracked under the blows as he tried to dodge and argue. "Oh no, Mr. Qian, please tell Madam not to be so angry. You want Young Master Qian to inherit the family business, right? He mentioned quitting to me yesterday, and it ended well. You shouldn't concern yourself with the details."

"Details?" Qian Xi's anger knew no bounds. He slapped Liang Cong across the face.

"I hired you because you graduated from Harvard, and I asked you to help my son. I wanted you to assist him in creating games! If he wasn't cut out for game development, you should have encouraged him to return home! How dare you hurt him?"

Qian Xi was filled with regret over his past decisions.

He simply said.

How could his usually intelligent and sensible son suddenly resort to suicide?

It turned out that he had been bullied by this group of trash. He had heard of depression, how it could lead one to uncontrollably desire death. Every word spoken at the entrance just now felt like piercing through his heart.

Being deliberately ignored and isolated, coupled with relentless work – his son had entered an industry with passion, only to find it so dark and gloomy.

How could he still see the light in life?

How could he not want to commit suicide?

Qian Xi pulled Zheng Caixia, the perpetrator, to lock the glass door and called the police. Not a single one of those who had hurt his child would be allowed to escape!

After that, the couple, overwhelmed with sorrow, cried in each other's arms, leaning against the glass door.

Qian Xi regretted it until his intestines turned green. His heart felt as if it was being repeatedly slashed by a blunt knife, causing excruciating pain. His tear-stained face bore the marks of age.

He deeply regretted hiding this decision from his son.

"It's commendable that your son wants to pursue his dreams. When he starts a company, I won't care about my pride; I'll openly support him."

"Which is more important, one's reputation or their child's life?"

But what's the point of regret now?

Our son is already gone.

Zheng Caixia wept bitterly, wailing as she lashed out at Qian Xi.

Manager Sun watched in astonishment as the master and madam sat across from each other, weeping. He stepped out and asked, "Master, why are you sitting here crying?"

"Little Sun, Little Sun." Zheng Caixia, struggling to catch her breath, scrambled to her feet and held onto Manager Sun's hand. "Someone said... my son... he committed suicide at the company. Where's his body?"

"I need to retrieve my son's remains."

"Young Master?" Manager Sun was puzzled. "No, Young Master just delivered some milk tea, saying it was a treat from Master for the staff."

"Milk tea?" Zheng Caixia froze, her tears still suspended on her face.

"Indeed," Manager Sun peered around, "He was just here a moment ago."

The sound of sneakers tapping against the floor echoed.

Tap, tap, tap.

Slow and rhythmic.

A faint, cool voice resounded.

"We're right here."

The three of them turned to look.

A fair-skinned girl held a milk tea in hand, methodically biting on the straw. Her fluffy tresses cascaded over her shoulders, with a strand resting on her nose bridge. She blinked, smiled, and said,

"Scared you, didn't it? Let's see if you dare do that again."

Standing beside her, looking utterly bewildered, wasn't that Qian Xiuyuan?

He looked at his father, who was sitting on the ground in distress, and helplessly said, "I... I'm sorry."

"Son!" Zheng Caixia rushed to him, hugging her son tightly as she cried tears of joy, "What are you apologizing for? It's we who owe you an apology."

Qian Xi watched his resurrected son and, in a daze, stood up, "As long as you're alright, that's all that matters. Father was wrong. From now on, you can do whatever you want, and I'll fully support you."

They settled down in an office at the Xiangxin Company.

Three hours later.

Chu Yuening revealed that Qian Xiu Le had already shown signs of depression, "This time, it was just a scare, but what if it really happened? Was this the outcome you wanted to see?"

"There are no pills for regret in this world."

After this incident, Qian Xi deeply realized the severity of the problem and sincerely apologized, "Master is right. I was the one who sent Xiu Yuan into the tech company. If not for his fortunate encounter with you, Caixia and I would spend the rest of our lives in regret."

Originally, he had wanted his son to gain experience, but who could have predicted that it would become a curse for his son?

Chu Yuening warned, "In any case, you must pay close attention to Qian Xiuyuan's mental state."