Chapter 270 - chapter 269

As Alex left Yu Chen's sickroom, his heart heavy with sorrow, he couldn't help but think about the man he had once known. Yu Chen, his father, had been a kind and loving man. He had been a source of joy and comfort, a constant presence in Alex's life.

But then, everything had changed. Yu Chen had been sent away, his fate unknown. Alex had been left alone, a child adrift in a world of darkness.

Years later, they had been reunited, but the relationship was strained, fractured. Yu Chen, his spirit broken, was a shadow of the man Alex had once known.

As Alex walked down the hallway, he couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt. He had been so focused on his own pain, his own suffering, that he had forgotten about his father.

He had missed the chance to connect with him, to offer comfort and support. It was a regret that would weigh heavy on his heart for years to come.

As he reached Wu Xiufan's floor, he felt a sense of dread. He knew that the conversation with Wu Xiufan would be difficult, that there would be consequences.

He entered Wu Xiufan's room, his heart pounding in his chest. Wu Xiufan was seated at his desk, a cup of tea steaming before him.

"I have something to tell you," Alex said, his voice barely a whisper.

Wu Xiufan looked up, his expression neutral. "What is it?" he asked.

Alex hesitated, his mind racing. He knew that this was going to be a difficult conversation.

"I know about Yu Xuan's plan," he said, his voice filled with a mixture of anger and determination.

Wu Xiufan's eyes widened in surprise. He had not expected Alex to reveal his knowledge.

"How did you find out?" he asked, his voice filled with a mixture of fear and anticipation.

Alex smiled, a knowing smile. "I've been paying attention," he said.

Wu Xiufan's eyes narrowed. He knew that Alex was a smart boy, but he had underestimated him.

"What are you going to do?" he asked, his voice filled with a mixture of fear and resignation.

Alex hesitated, his mind racing. He knew that he had to do something, but he wasn't sure what.

Finally, he made a decision. "I'm going to tell the authorities," he said, his voice firm.

Wu Xiufan's eyes widened in shock. He had not expected Alex to take such a drastic step.

"You can't do that," he said, his voice filled with desperation. "It will ruin everything."

Alex shook his head. "I have to," he said. "I can't let Yu Xuan get away with this."

Wu Xiufan's eyes filled with a mixture of anger and fear. He knew that Alex was serious, that he was determined to expose his deception.

"You'll regret this," he said, his voice a low growl.

Alex smiled, a knowing smile. "We'll see about that," he replied.

With that, he turned and left the room, his heart filled with a mixture of anger and determination. He had made a decision, a dangerous one, but he knew that it was the right thing to do.

The city, unaware of the darkness lurking beneath the surface, continued its daily routine. But for Alex and Wu Xiufan, the battle had just begun. The truth was out there, a dark secret waiting to be exposed. And they, fueled by anger and determination, were ready to bring it to light.

As Alex left the hospital, his heart heavy with sorrow, he couldn't help but think about the man he had once known. Yu Chen, his father, had been a kind and loving man. He had been a source of joy and comfort, a constant presence in Alex's life.

But then, everything had changed. Yu Chen had been sent away, his fate unknown. Alex had been left alone, a child adrift in a world of darkness.

Years later, they had been reunited, but the relationship was strained, fractured. Yu Chen, his spirit broken, was a shadow of the man Alex had once known.

As Alex walked down the hallway, he couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt. He had been so focused on his own pain, his own suffering, that he had forgotten about his father.

He had missed the chance to connect with him, to offer comfort and support. It was a regret that would weigh heavy on his heart for years to come.

As he reached Wu Xiufan's floor, he felt a sense of dread. He knew that the conversation with Wu Xiufan would be difficult, that there would be consequences.

He entered Wu Xiufan's room, his heart pounding in his chest. Wu Xiufan was seated at his desk, a cup of tea steaming before him.

"I have something to tell you," Alex said, his voice barely a whisper.

Wu Xiufan looked up, his expression neutral. "What is it?" he asked.

Alex hesitated, his mind racing. He knew that this was going to be a difficult conversation.

"I know about Yu Xuan's plan," he said, his voice filled with a mixture of anger and determination.

Wu Xiufan's eyes widened in surprise. He had not expected Alex to reveal his knowledge.

"How did you find out?" he asked, his voice filled with a mixture of fear and anticipation.

Alex smiled, a knowing smile. "I've been paying attention," he said.

Wu Xiufan's eyes narrowed. He knew that Alex was a smart boy, but he had underestimated him.

"What are you going to do?" he asked, his voice filled with a mixture of fear and resignation.

Alex hesitated, his mind racing. He knew that he had to do something, but he wasn't sure what.

Finally, he made a decision. "I'm going to tell the authorities," he said, his voice firm.

Wu Xiufan's eyes widened in shock. He had not expected Alex to take such a drastic step.

"You can't do that," he said, his voice filled with desperation. "It will ruin everything."

Alex shook his head. "I have to," he said. "I can't let Yu Xuan get away with this."

Wu Xiufan's eyes filled with a mixture of anger and fear. He knew that Alex was serious, that he was determined to expose his deception.

"You'll regret this," he said, his voice a low growl.

Alex smiled, a knowing smile. "We'll see about that," he replied.

With that, he turned and left the room, his heart filled with a mixture of anger and determination. He had made a decision, a dangerous one, but he knew that it was the right thing to do.

The city, unaware of the darkness lurking beneath the surface, continued its daily routine. But for Alex and Wu Xiufan, the battle had just begun. The truth was out there, a dark secret waiting to be exposed. And they, fueled by anger and determination, were ready to bring it to light.

As Alex left the hospital, his heart heavy with sorrow, he couldn't help but think about the man he had once known. Yu Chen, his father, had been a kind and loving man. He had been a source of joy and comfort, a constant presence in Alex's life.

But then, everything had changed. Yu Chen had been sent away, his fate unknown. Alex had been left alone, a child adrift in a world of darkness.

Years later, they had been reunited, but the relationship was strained, fractured. Yu Chen, his spirit broken, was a shadow of the man Alex had once known.

As Alex walked down the hallway, he couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt. He had been so focused on his own pain, his own suffering, that he had forgotten about his father.

He had missed the chance to connect with him, to offer comfort and support. It was a regret that would weigh heavy on his heart for years to come.

As he reached Wu Xiufan's floor, he felt a sense of dread. He knew that the conversation with Wu Xiufan would be difficult, that there would be consequences.

He entered Wu Xiufan's room, his heart pounding in his chest. Wu Xiufan was seated at his desk, a cup of tea steaming before him.

"I have something to tell you," Alex said, his voice barely a whisper.

Wu Xiufan looked up, his expression neutral. "What is it?" he asked.

Alex hesitated, his mind racing. He knew that this was going to be a difficult conversation.

"I know about Yu Xuan's plan," he said, his voice filled with a mixture of anger and determination.

Wu Xiufan's eyes widened in surprise. He had not expected Alex to reveal his knowledge.

"How did you find out?" he asked, his voice filled with a mixture of fear and anticipation.

Alex smiled, a knowing smile. "I've been paying attention," he said.

Wu Xiufan's eyes narrowed. He knew that Alex was a smart boy, but he had underestimated him.

"What are you going to do?" he asked, his voice filled with a mixture of fear and resignation.