Qi Haitian looked at Xia Shuangming. "She is your biological mother. Whether you co or not... that’s your decision. But if you don’t, then don’t ever expect to be considered a descendant of the Qi Family again!"
After saying this, Qi Haitian quickly turned and left, supported by Qin Feng.
Qi Longbing said nothing, rely staring at him for a long mont before speaking, deliberately and clearly, "Blue Moon and Hua Xiaomo are not yours. Don’t even think about touching them... whether you are Qi Lingfeng or not!"
Qi Longbing glanced at Yu Bao. "Let’s go!"
"Yes!"
Soon, the area grew quiet.
Xia Shuangming watched them leave, his eyes slightly downcast, his hand clenched tightly into a fist.
His mother, Shen Qingxiang, was in a car accident? How could this happen? Why are they forcing like this? The more I want to avoid that family, the harder it is to escape?
Zi Yunsui’s call snapped Xia Shuangming from his agonizing thoughts. "Master..."
"I need to go to the hospital," Xia Shuangming said, his voice deep and heavy.
With these words, everything beca clear.
Zi Yunsui was sowhat shocked. My master is actually the Second Young Master of the Qi Family? But why would Master hide his identity? From what just happened, he seems to strongly reject the Qi Family. What exactly is going on?
Xia Shuangming said nothing more. After giving a few simple instructions, he left.
At Xie He Hospital, the mont he appeared, he knew he could no longer hide his identity.
At Xie He Hospital, when he saw his mother, Shen Qingxiang, sitting perfectly fine on the hospital bed, he instantly understood that it had all been a sche orchestrated by Qi Haitian.
It turned out that the earlier phone call about Shen Qingxiang’s accident had been staged all along. It was all a ploy to lure him out.
At this stage, there was nothing left to hide.
Xia Shuangming slowly removed the mask he had worn for ten years, revealing a handso and radiant face, officially resuming his identity as the Second Young Master of the Qi Family.
Everyone who saw his face was slightly surprised.
Ten years of change had made him even more handso and charming. And in his eyes, one could almost see a shadow of Qi Longbing.
They were truly brothers. His appearance was in no way inferior to Qi Longbing’s.
However, the firmness between his brows distinguished him from Qi Longbing’s softer, more refined features.
The surrounding mbers of the Qi Family—Qi Haitian, Qi Longbing, Qin Feng, and others—all stared at him, their gazes fixed and unmoving.
"Lingfeng, you rascal! You can’t deny it now, can you?" Qi Haitian looked at him, a hint of irritation in his eyes.
However, deep down, Qi Haitian felt rather gratified; at least Lingfeng had finally returned and wasn’t truly heartless.
"My child, do you know how much Mother has missed you!" Shen Qingxiang lowered her head, continuously dabbing at her tears with a silk handkerchief, her pretty face now blotched from crying.
Qi Lingfeng slowly raised his head, looked at everyone in the room, and said in a remarkably indifferent tone, "My apologies for making everyone search so hard."
"This ga of chase should indeed co to an end. Therefore, I have a request, Old Master Qi. If you agree, I will return to serve the Qi Family until I die... and I will not leave again," Qi Lingfeng stated. Light seed to catch the high bridge of his nose, and a faint but powerful aura emanated from him.
So, this man, this Feng Shui Master I found so alien, even detestable, has inexplicably transford into my brother? This change is quite dramatic, isn’t it? But I recall he didn’t study drama or performance in Dubai, did he? After leading us on such a rry chase, what is his true motive? Is it for thrill, for amusent, or to tornt us? Whatever it is, there must be a reason... And this reason might even be sothing that cannot be told!
Qi Haitian looked at him, a shrewd glint in his eyes. "You may speak."
"In this world, there’s probably nothing your grandfather can’t obtain or achieve!" Qi Haitian’s low, husky voice was filled with determination, instantly revealing the authority and power of the family head.
Qi Lingfeng laughed. Looking at Qi Haitian, he found him just as he rembered from ten years ago—assertive, unyielding, the sa as always.
Soon after, Qi Lingfeng’s voice also grew subdued, yet it carried, low and clear, to everyone’s ears. "I want to marry a woman. She is..."
Unexpectedly, before he could finish, another intensely cold, magnetic voice interjected, "...Don’t even dream about it."
All eyes in the room turned to the speaker, the eldest son of the Qi Family and the head of Qi Corporation, Qi Longbing.
His handso face turned utterly pale. Flas seed to flicker in the depths of his blue eyes, threatening to erupt into a raging inferno at any mont.
"Why are you so agitated?" Qi Lingfeng glanced at him, a subtle light glinting in his eyes. "I haven’t finished speaking. I detest being interrupted."
"And I detest it when people speak out of turn, spouting nonsense," Qi Longbing retorted coldly, a dangerous warning lacing his words.
Old Master Qi Haitian said nothing, but deep suspicion was evident in his shrewd, experienced eyes.
"Heh... Qi Longbing, let tell you, in my ten years as a Feng Shui Master, not a single word I’ve uttered has been nonsense," Qi Lingfeng stated coolly.
Qi Longbing’s palm tensed slightly, and he remained silent for a long while.
Qi Haitian steadied his gaze and asked, "This woman you speak of, who is she?"
The mont Qi Haitian finished speaking, Qi Lingfeng burst into laughter. "Old Master Qi, you are so well-inford, so sly and cunning. Since you could discover that Xia Shuangming is , then my relationship with her could hardly have escaped your notice."
As he comnted on Old Master Qi, a flicker of an unusual expression crossed Qi Lingfeng’s face, though Qi Haitian’s expression remained unchanged.
"She is Hua Xiaomo, the daughter of Hua Renda and Su Ronghua. Oh, no, that’s not quite right. Ten years ago, when she was just a little girl, her na was Hua Qianqian. It wasn’t until she t that I gave her the na Hua Xiaomo. And after that, she was with for a full nine years."
Though Qi Lingfeng’s statent seed simple, the information it contained spanned nine long years, imdiately arousing deep suspicion in everyone present.
They had never imagined the connection between Qi Lingfeng and Hua Xiaomo was so complicated.
Listening to his words, Qi Longbing’s face turned an indescribable, ashen color. An agonizing discomfort welled up in his heart, as if his very soul was being consud by fire.
For a long mont, his expression shifted unpredictably, his face paling and darkening by turns.
"I didn’t expect you to have such a history with that girl..." Qi Haitian said slowly, his gaze shifting to Qi Longbing’s conflicted expression.
He hadn’t forgotten the promise he’d made to Longbing. But now his other grandson also wanted to marry that woman?
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