Hidden Dragon

Steam blurred Lin Yang's vision as he rushed from the bathhouse where he worked, still with water drops under his fingernails, hurriedly putting on a borrowed old suit to attend his father-in-law's birthday banquet. Crystal chandeliers lit the banquet hall like daylight. He stood awkwardly in the corner, watching his wife Su Qing elegantly mingle with guests like a butterfly ready to take flight.  "Xiao Yang, come here," his father-in-law Su Zhengrong said, holding red wine and looking down at him condescendingly. "In three days, I'm signing a 10-billion contract with the Lu family. Qingqing being with you will affect our cooperation." The guests' gazes felt like daggers in his back. Su Qing's face turned pale, but she dared not contradict her father. Lin Yang clenched his fists, bitterness rising in his throat. To gather money for his mother's surgery, he had given up his identity as the Ye family heir, working anonymously as a bathhouse attendant, only to have his dignity trampled in the most humiliating way.  Late at night, Lin Yang sat alone in the hospital corridor when his phone suddenly vibrated. An unknown number displayed a trembling voice: "Young Master, the family head is critically ill. The Ye family needs you!" Buried memories flooded back like a tide. He remembered he was originally the heir to the powerful Ye family business empire, but was forced to flee due to a conspiracy.  When Lin Yang appeared before Su Zhengrong again, he was impeccably dressed and commanding. Su Zhengrong was shocked to discover that the "mysterious new leader of Lu Group" he was supposed to sign with in three days was actually the bathhouse son-in-law he had humiliated. "Mr. Su, do you still want to sign this 10-billion contract?" Lin Yang smiled coldly, with the Ye family's elite team behind him. Su Qing looked at this familiar yet strange man before her, tears streaming down her face. This drama caused by money and prejudice was about to have an unexpected reversal.