Do Not Speak Ill of My Mother!
Chapter 108: Sister Mansheng, it is recommended that you get a divorce directly here

Chapter 108: Sister Mansheng, it is recommended that you get a divorce directly here

Yan Yueqing faced the computer, skillfully opened the database, and began the dazzling backend operations.

Jun Yan had been trained in business from a young age and could only be considered competent with computers, definitely not proficient. Watching Sister Yueqing’s ever-increasing hand speed, his gaze was filled with admiration, "How amazing!"

Yan Wang was also full of surprise. His mother’s speed, although not fast and a bit clumsy, revealed that she was a beginner—just a Xiao Bai. But... when had she learned all this?

Little Iceberg was filled with doubt but chose not to speak up and disturb...

His eyes grew deeper and deeper...

It seemed that he wasn’t the only one with secrets.

With an account and a timeline, locking onto the target was extremely simple. However, gaining access to the banking system required higher clearance, and Yan Yueqing stopped, "No, I can only get this far for now."

Yan Wang furrowed his brows and spoke lightly, "I’ll do it."

"Ah?" Yan Yueqing thought she had misheard.

Then!

She watched as her son took over the computer and operated it swiftly, his speed far exceeding her own!

Jun Yan, who had planned to suggest his own subordinates investigate, was once again speechless...

So it’s your show-off time, huh?!

Not giving your brother a chance?!

Despite his complaints, Jun Yan’s eyes were firmly fixed on the screen, watching very seriously.

Well... Although he couldn’t understand it, he had to admit—Yan Wang’s computer skill was quite impressive!

Ten minutes later, with an expressionless face, Yan Wang pulled up the transfer records, "Seven years ago, on August 12, at 3:15 PM, Song Qinglong transferred five hundred thousand to Song Hui."

Yan Yueqing: !!!

The hacker master was right beside me!

The original book indeed described Yan Wang as very good with computers, but not to this extent!!!

Why was she bothering studying computer systems? Why not just learn from her son?

Yan Yueqing admiringly asked, "Baby, where did you learn these computer skills?"

Yan Wang responded warmly, "Self-taught, it’s not that difficult."

Yan Yueqing: No need to be so Versailles...

She wasn’t convinced, "How long did you study?"

Thinking it over, Yan Wang replied earnestly, "Bits and pieces, a year in total?"

So that’s from the age of four?!!

Wow... while she was playing with mud at the age of four, her son was already self-learning programming computers?!

And the most important thing!!! With all the buffs from the system and her careful selection of training, she had barely reached the level of an Intermediate Hacker. Her son’s operation just now... was at least in the range of Advanced, right?

Yan Yueqing called out to the system, "System, can you assess my son’s current hacker level?"

The system was always responsive, "Binding Cute Baby Yan Wang’s hacking skills, currently at Proficient."

Five years old?!

Proficient!!!!

Yan Yueqing thought she had been working hard, but she simply couldn’t compare to talent!

Her gaze at her son was shining brightly.

What kind of treasure was he, having self-taught and excelled during those years alone in the hospital?

Looking at him, Yan Yueqing finally realized that those stories about toddlers tearing down hacker empires... they were all true!

The system reveled in glee: "That’s right, don’t you know who I got my—"

Cough cough!

It quickly silenced itself.

Yueqing didn’t catch its soft mutter because it was too swift.

Jun Yan focused on the bank transfer, "Sister Yueqing, should we send this transfer record to Aunt Du?"

Yan Yueqing affirmed, "Of course we should."

However, she needed to call and confirm Du Mansheng’s intentions first.

Yan Wang noticed his mother’s hesitation and spoke up, "Jun Yan and I will go outside."

Yan Yueqing nodded, "Okay."

Once the two left the room and locked the door, she solemnly picked up her phone and dialed the number.

"Yueqing, what’s going on? Is it about Xiaoyu—" Du Mansheng sounded tired and anxious.

Yan Yueqing quickly reassured her, "Xiaoyu is fine, don’t worry!" She paused, "Sister Mansheng, do you have a moment to talk?"

Du Mansheng knew what she was asking, "Song Qinglong isn’t around, you can speak freely, don’t worry."

Yan Yueqing hummed and got to the point, "It’s been a while since the results came out, Sister Mansheng, have you considered how to handle this matter?"

Du Mansheng held her phone in silence.

"I’m not trying to pry for information," Yan Yueqing explained, "Today, we got hold of Song Hui and his wife’s account information, which includes transfers from Song Qinglong."

"Transfer?"

Yan Yueqing was brief, "Five hundred thousand, it’s either child support from Song Qinglong to Song Hui, or... hush money."

"Five hundred thousand?" Du Mansheng’s laugh was laced with tears, "Is the daughter I fought so hard to birth only worth five hundred thousand?"

Her fingernails dug deeply into her flesh, yet she felt no pain.

"Yueqing... you’ve helped me so much... there’s no need for me to keep secrets from you! Back when the Song Family was in trouble, it was my Du Family that extended a helping hand to get them through the crisis. They showed no gratitude and switched Xiaoyu out in secret; I will never forgive them for that!"

"The Du Family contributed a lot of money to Song Family’s business without signing an equity agreement, and we couldn’t share in the profits created later on. Actually, those funds were invested by Dad to save face for me, without any intention of profit. Later, when their principal was returned, my dad was so pleased as if he had achieved something..."

"To be honest, without that money, Song Qinglong wouldn’t have been able to support the Song Family! And yet he didn’t focus on running the company, but instead played financial tricks? Now, a small part of the company’s assets have been transferred to Xiaoxiao’s name, while the rest have become an unknown, hidden in one of his secret accounts?"

At this point, Du Mansheng’s tone was filled with the resentment and anger of someone who has been betrayed by a loved one: "I will definitely divorce Song Qinglong and take Xiaoyu back! But now, with his control over the company, I’m worried that the divorce settlement I might get, after tearing off the mask, will be a tiny fraction of the total."

Yan Yueqing understood, "So... Sister Mansheng, you are planning to maintain the appearance of peace, sorting out the accounts first?"

Du Mansheng was conflicted, "Just seeing him makes me feel sick! I don’t want to spend another second with him! But not having taken back what belongs to Xiaoyu... it feels like giving up without a fight!"

Yan Yueqing thought for a moment, "Sister Mansheng, I have a suggestion."

Her clear voice was like a ray of light, illuminating Du Mansheng’s heart.

"Go ahead."

Yan Yueqing spoke briskly, "Don’t wait any longer, just make the divorce clear."

Before Du Mansheng could react, Yan Yueqing continued, "Sister Mansheng, what’s most important right now is Xiaoyu, not the Song Family’s wealth."

"Are you advising me to let go?"

"No! You must take back what’s yours," Yan Yueqing corrected, "but not in the way you are doing now."

Du Mansheng was puzzled, "I... I don’t understand what you mean."

Yan Yueqing smiled, "Haven’t you ever thought of taking over the entire Song Family’s business after the divorce?"