Warlords: Rising from the Northwest Border and Sweeping Across the Powers

Chapter 423: Untying the Heart Knot: Yang Qiyue's Birth Day

An Chengjie took a deep puff of his cigar and exhaled a long stream of smoke. His eyes gradually became deep and sharp. He stared at Chen Tong and spoke slowly, his voice steady and powerful: "From your background information, you were born in the northwest, then enrolled in Shuiqing University, and then went to Berlin Military Academy for further studies. An orphan who grew up without a father or mother, if there was no one to support you, how could you afford to study abroad?"

His words were like an invisible sword, pointing directly into Chen Tong's heart.

Chen Tong's body trembled slightly, and his eyes flickered, as if he was trying to hide his inner panic. However, An Chengjie was like a keen hunter, staring at him closely, unwilling to miss any slight changes in his expression.

An Chengjie continued, "At that time, I had certain suspicions and inferences. But I still couldn't be sure which faction you belonged to. I once thought about taking precautions and getting rid of you in secret. But..." He paused, a trace of helplessness and doting flashed in his eyes, "Xin'er was already in deep trouble at this time. The loving eyes she gave you made me realize that my precious daughter has completely fallen in love with you."

Chen Tong gradually understood everything from An Chengjie's low voice and his leisurely words.

Half a year ago, Su Zhengyang relied on his talent and courage to finally ascend to the presidency and became the helmsman of this northern border.

However, at this time, an unexpected news reached An Chengjie's ears. His people accidentally discovered that Chen Tong had a certain connection with the so-called Northwest Intelligence Bureau.

This news made An Chengjie frown. He was well aware of the background and strength of the Northwest Intelligence Bureau, and understood what this meant.

An Chengjie has never made a mistake in his judgment of people. He knows that Chen Tong is a talented and ambitious person, and every move he makes is full of meaning and purpose. But at the same time, he also sees Chen Tong's sincerity and dedication to An Xin, and he knows that Chen Tong's love for An Xin is deep and sincere.

As a father, An Chengjie is most concerned about his daughter. He only has this one precious daughter, so he naturally hopes that she can find someone she can truly rely on and trust. The appearance of Chen Tong gave An Chengjie hope. He saw Chen Tong's responsibility and ability, and also saw his deep love for An Xin.

Therefore, An Chengjie decided to follow Chen Tong's wishes. He decided to hand over the An family to a responsible, capable, nostalgic and grateful person. In An Chengjie's opinion, Chen Tong was just such a person. He believed that Chen Tong could lead the An family to a more glorious future, and he also believed that he could bring happiness and joy to An Xin.

Therefore, although An Chengjie had known Chen Tong's identity for a long time, he never broke the window paper. Instead, he continued to support Chen Tong in secret and truly treated Chen Tong as his own family. All this made Chen Tong sigh in his heart and was deeply moved.

An Chengjie sat quietly on the sofa in the study, staring at Chen Tong in front of him with a sharp gaze. There was a complex light flashing in his eyes, as if he was looking for some answer in the deep night sky.

Chen Tong stood in front of him, his expression tense and determined, his hands clenched together, as if he was trying hard to control his emotions.

An Chengjie was the first to break the silence. His voice was low and powerful. "What I didn't expect was that you would rush back at this time and choose to be honest about your identity. I didn't misjudge you after all. Whether you were forced or you had a change of heart, at least now, your actions make me feel relieved."

His words were like a warm current, flowing slowly through Chen Tong's heart. Chen Tong's body trembled slightly, and a trace of gratitude and respect flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath, as if to calm his inner excitement.

An Chengjie continued, "Don't worry, I won't pursue your past. The secrets hidden in you will end here, and no one else will know them. From now on, you will still be my An Chengjie's good son-in-law and Xin'er's good husband. I also sincerely hope that you can stand higher and further on the stage of Northern Xinjiang and display your talents."

His words were full of trust and expectation. Chen Tong felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his heart as he listened to An Chengjie's words. He let out a long breath, his eyes revealing a sense of relief and determination.

He bowed deeply, his voice firm and powerful: "Dad, don't worry. No matter what time, I am the son-in-law of the An family, Xin'er's husband, and the backer of the entire An family."

His words were like a vow, deeply imprinted in An Chengjie's heart. An Chengjie looked at him, his eyes flashing with satisfaction and appreciation. He knew that his choice was not wrong, and Chen Tong was a person worthy of trust and reliance.

The father-in-law and son-in-law talked in the study for three hours before leaving. They talked about the past and the future, about the development of their home and northern Xinjiang. Their souls were connected and sublimated in the conversation, as if they had become one.

When Chen Tong walked out of the study, he took a deep breath of fresh air, as if the whole world had become fresh and beautiful. He knew that he had put down the burden in his heart, and the knot between him and An Chengjie was completely untied.

Time flies, and a month has passed in a blink of an eye. After countless planning and efforts, the expansion of the army in Northern Xinjiang finally came to a successful conclusion in this hot summer. And August 27th is an extremely special day for Su Zhengyang.

At this moment, Su Zhengyang was like an ant on a hot pot, clenching his fists and pacing back and forth in the spacious courtyard of the Su Mansion. Although his steps were steady, every step he took revealed his inner tension and expectation. From time to time, his eyes looked towards the quiet delivery room, silently praying in his heart that everything would go well.

In the delivery room, Yang Qiyue was experiencing the most difficult moment of her life. After ten months of pregnancy, today was finally the day for Su Zhengyang's bloodline to continue in this world. At four o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Qiyue was pushed into the delivery room, and forty minutes had passed since then.

In order to ensure the safety and smoothness of the process, Su Zhengyang spent 30,000 points to summon a top obstetrician from the divine system to deliver the baby for his wife.

Su Zhengyang was waiting anxiously outside the delivery room, his eyes full of worry and expectation.

He kept telling himself in his heart that he must stay calm and must trust Yang Qiyue and the doctor.

At the same time, Yang Qiyue's father, Yang Jiakai, was also waiting anxiously at the door of the delivery room.

He sat on the stone steps, his hands clenched, cigarette butts scattered all over the floor. He raised his head from time to time, leaning against the door to listen to the sounds in the delivery room, his nervous expression as if he was the one experiencing the pain of childbirth. His face was full of worry and anxiety, but he was also trying to stay calm, because he knew that he was now the strongest support for his daughter and grandson.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and everyone's heart was tightly tied to the delivery room where the baby was being delivered. Although Su Zhengyang and Yang Jiakai had very different personalities, their moods were so similar at this moment. They were both praying silently, hoping that the arrival of this new life would bring more happiness and hope to the family.