Yu Yingze and Yu Mingxi were also indignant about Shen Ji’s treatment. He hadn’t done anything wrong, yet his uncle beat him for no reason. Shen Ji stood there motionless, as if he had long accepted such abuse, making the uncle’s behavior all the more infuriating. It was obvious this wasn’t discipline—it was just his uncle venting his own frustrations.

“Don’t try to scare me…” the uncle stammered, but his previous arrogance was clearly gone.

Yu Jinxiao sneered, unimpressed. He pulled out a business card and handed it to Shen Ji. “If you need help, you can contact me. I’ll get the best lawyer in Jiangcheng to ensure that some people are punished to the fullest extent for their wrongdoing.”

The uncle turned pale, his lips trembling as he struggled to form a coherent sentence.

Earlier, he thought he had nothing to lose—what could Yu Jinxiao really do to him? But now things were different. If he really got sued, he didn’t even have money for a lawyer. And worse, Yu Jinxiao had the evidence to back it up.

“Even if you lose the card, you probably have my number memorized by now, don’t you?” Yu Jinxiao raised his voice, deliberately speaking loudly so the uncle could hear.

Shen Ji looked at the card carefully, then nodded and respectfully put it away.

The uncle, clearly rattled, quickly dropped the branch he had been holding.

“Daddy’s the best! He always does good things for people, and once he even caught a kidnapper…&%￥*#!” Yuanyuan enthusiastically praised her dad, but before she could continue, Yu Jinxiao frowned and covered her mouth.

He wasn’t doing good deeds on purpose, okay?! Stop giving him such ridiculous praise!

The uncle stole glances at Yu Jinxiao, finding it hard to believe that this wealthy man was genuinely kindhearted. But then again, he had given Shen Ji a business card…

That card represented a bridge between two completely different worlds, a connection that only Shen Ji could benefit from—it had nothing to do with the uncle.

“Let’s go, we’re leaving.” After a whirlwind of emotions, the uncle finally forced himself to calm down. He didn’t want to stir up any more trouble in front of Yu Jinxiao.

He had thought he wasn’t afraid of rich people and their power, but if it came to having a criminal record… that was no joke.

The uncle, now completely subdued, hurried off, suddenly treating Shen Ji much more gently as he quickly walked in the opposite direction, as if fleeing the scene.

“Thank you,” Shen Ji said politely to Yu Jinxiao, his gratitude understated but sincere. He wasn’t great at expressing his emotions—his thanks, like everything about him, was quiet and reserved.

Yu Jinxiao, a man experienced in reading people, could tell that Shen Ji was just the type to hide his feelings. With a nod, he acknowledged the boy’s gratitude without saying much more.

But Yuanyuan wasn’t ready to say goodbye just yet. Desperately waving her little arms, she called out, “Brother Shen Ji! Brother Shen Ji—”

Shen Ji paused, looking back at her in confusion.

“Can you leave your numbers with Yuanyuan?” she asked suddenly, her words catching him off guard.

Shen Ji blinked, unsure for a moment, then corrected her wording, “Do you mean… phone number?”

Yu Yingze, the self-proclaimed reading expert, almost dropped his jaw. How did Shen Ji understand that?!

“Yes, yes! Yuanyuan wants to chat and play with brother Shen Ji,” Yuanyuan clapped her little hands, excitedly waiting for Shen Ji to give her his phone number.