The news of Old Mrs. Qin's passing has already caused quite a stir.

The police conducted a detailed investigation, including examining the elderly woman's medical records, but the matter was ultimately dropped, and the police did not even file a case.

Qin Manshu seemed to have known all along. In addition to handling the funeral arrangements for Old Madam Qin, she also took care of the company's affairs, including those related to Jiang Shichu.

She asked Jiang Shichu to find a way to get the drug on the market as soon as possible.

Qin Manshu acted as if nothing had happened, but some people thought otherwise.

That day, the woman whom Ye Zhiwei mistook for a family member of a mentally ill patient called Qin Manshu again. She would never have dared to call Qin Manshu like that before, but this time, after seeing the news, she finally couldn't calm down. She started calling Qin Manshu, and she kept calling him even after he hung up.

Almost immediately after Qin Manshu left the company, her phone was still vibrating. After blocking her number, she used a different phone to call Qin Manshu.

The first thing Qin Manshu said when she answered the phone was, "I remember I already told you that you shouldn't contact me unless it's something else. If I need something, I'll contact you."

Her voice was cold and indifferent; she even called the driver away and drove the car herself because of this woman's phone call.

"Manshu, I'm doing this for your own good—I—"

Qin Manshu coldly interrupted the woman, "I don't have time to listen to what you're saying."

“Manshu, let’s meet, please, let’s meet. I’m really worried about you. We’ll meet wherever you say we’re going to. Please stop being stubborn…” The woman began to plead, and then threatened, “If you don’t come to see me, I’ll take her back tomorrow. She hasn’t done anything wrong. If it weren’t for your fear of her, I wouldn’t let you treat her like this. She’s still my daughter, after all.”

"She's your daughter," Qin Manshu asked slowly, "a stolen daughter?"

The woman seemed to have been doused with cold water.

Qin Manshu laughed and said, "You've already started threatening me. Do you think that because the old lady is dead and my mother has gone mad, you see that no one can control me anymore, so you're starting to panic?"

“I didn’t think that way; I’m just genuinely worried about you.”

"Worried about me? Are you worried about not being able to achieve your original goal, or are you worried about getting dragged into this yourself?" Qin Manshu laughed. "You're probably worried about not having enough money, after all, you're so afraid of being poor that you even stole someone else's child."

The woman remained silent.

Qin Manshu then asked, "Where are you? I'll come pick you up. Wear a mask and hat; I don't want anyone to see us together."

She compromised.

Ultimately, he still felt aversion to this woman.

She personally drove to pick her up.

The woman wore a hat and a mask, completely sealing herself off as Qin Manshu had instructed.

They eventually arrived at a private club with excellent privacy. It was a private club that Qin Manshu had personally invested in. They asked for a private room, but Qin Manshu didn't ask for anything. She just said that they needed to talk business and asked them not to come and disturb them. She said that they would go to eat by themselves after the meeting.

Qin Manshu opened the door.

The woman had just entered the room when she took off her hat and mask.

Qin Manshu looked at her and asked, "If you have something to say, just say it."

The woman's first words were a direct question: "Does her death have anything to do with you?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

The woman looked at Qin Manshu, took a deep breath, and continued, "I wanted you to stay in that home. I've already created all the conditions for you. All your threats are gone, Qin Manshu. Are you planning to ruin yourself now? How did you even learn this kind of thing? Aren't you a doctor? Aren't you a doctor? Don't you pride yourself on saving lives? Look at what you've done—look at what you've done now—"

Qin Manshu was annoyed by what the woman was saying. She pulled away abruptly when the woman grabbed her hand and questioned her emotionally, and looked at the woman expressionlessly. "I know what I'm doing. You don't need to lecture me like this. This has nothing to do with me. If I really did it, the police would arrest me."

"Don't think I don't know how long you've been thinking about this. If you could bring yourself to do it, you must have already made a foolproof plan. Qin Manshu, I just wanted you to stay in that house and not let yourself become like this—" The woman seemed unable to accept it, looking at Qin Manshu in disbelief, "What if we get found out? What if we get found out..."

"I've already said I didn't do it!"

She pushed the woman away again.

Qin Manshu's attitude finally enraged the woman, who glared at her hysterically and said, "Qin Manshu, if it weren't for me, do you think you could be in this position now, speak to me with such an arrogant attitude? You're only considered the eldest daughter of the Qin family because of me. You've been in the Qin family for over twenty years. Yes, even if you've been there for over twenty years, the blood flowing in your veins isn't from the Qin family; it's the blood of a lowly woman like me. No matter how high and mighty you act, no matter how beautiful and elegant you dress yourself, it doesn't change the fact that you're not the eldest daughter of the Qin family!"

The woman seemed to have had enough. She walked step by step toward Qin Manshu and angrily rebuked her, "What did I do wrong to make you treat me like this? Yes, I'm sorry to my daughter, and I'm sorry to the Qin family, but have I wronged you? Have I wronged you? I risked my life to get you into this position, so that you would never have to worry about food or clothing again, and you wouldn't have to be a poor mother with only a junior college degree who could only work as a nurse. I made you a young lady, I gave you this opportunity, but this is how you treat me now."

She trembled with anger, seemingly furious that Qin Manshu was ungrateful. This was so different from what she had imagined. She thought that Qin Manshu would at least accept her once she knew that she was her biological mother. She had let her live a good life for over twenty years, and this secret was known only to the two of them. Anyway, Madam Qin was insane, and she just needed to wait until that old woman died. At that time, she could also take advantage of other opportunities to benefit from the Qin family's glory, and her good days would finally begin.

However, things turned out completely differently than she had imagined. Her own daughter actually hated her and looked down on her.

Even if people look down on her, it's because of Dong Xiaoying that Qin Manshu was able to become such a proper young lady. She took a risk and switched the real child with someone else's, stealing the real child of the Qin family and using her connection as a nurse in the hospital.

It was actually very risky at the time. If Madam Qin hadn't been about to give birth and her water hadn't broken, making it impossible to get her to a more distant and expensive private hospital, she wouldn't have had the opportunity to meet wealthy people.

She looked enviously at Madam Qin being served to the hospital. This grand scene was completely unlike her own; she had only given birth less than a week ago and already had to work to make a living.

While she was delivering the baby in the delivery room, a bold and wicked idea popped into her head.

She finally did it, almost giving herself away, and it was extremely difficult for her.

The doctor was very busy at the time, and when asked, only said that the newborn was well-nourished and the firstborn was heavier.

She had painstakingly created a bright future for Qin Manshu, but unexpectedly, she was instead resented by him.

Dong Xiaoying started to cry, feeling wronged.

"Are you finished speaking?" Qin Manshu asked calmly, looking at the woman in front of him who showed no emotion.