Chapter 160 His True Identity

The other party seemed to have ill intentions, but judging from their demeanor, they didn't seem to want to kill her.

Xie Nanzhi was forced into the car, and at the same time, her bag was confiscated by the middle-aged man. "Miss Nan, please forgive me."

It was completely dark when Xie Nanzhi watched the car drive up the mountain, enter through a gate, and then drive for a few more minutes before finally stopping.

Before her stood a luxurious manor, and she couldn't find the words to describe its awe.

Xie Nanzhi was asked to get out of the car, and the middle-aged man gestured for her to get out, saying, "Miss Nan, please. Our old man has been waiting for a long time."

A row of servants in uniform stood on both sides. As Xie Nanzhi stepped onto the red velvet carpet, she heard the servants say in unison, "Welcome, Miss Nan."

She had never seen such a spectacle before, but she could roughly guess that the owner of the manor was of extraordinary status.

Stepping into the beautiful manor, the interior was far more luxurious than she had imagined. She was led by a middle-aged man to the main hall, where she saw an elderly man sitting on a European-style sofa.

Upon seeing this, the old man instinctively looked Xie Nanzhi up and down, and after a while, said, "Miss Nan, please sit down."

Xie Nanzhi sat down, but remained wary. "I don't know you, and I don't know why you brought me here."

The old man glanced at the middle-aged man and asked, "Are you being impolite to Miss Nan?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Miss Nan, I'm sorry."

The old man's attitude puzzled Xie Nanzhi. She looked serious and asked, "Let's get straight to the point. What do you want from me?"

The old man's gaze remained sharp. "Miss Nan, don't you want to know who I am?"

Xie Nanzhi didn't speak, clearly showing she wasn't interested.

The old man took a deep breath. "Wei Chizheng is my son. Theoretically, you should call me Dad."

Xie Nanzhi's pupils widened suddenly; this was completely beyond her imagination.

Her attitude also changed. With a slight frown, Xie Nanzhi imagined a scene of breaking up a loving couple. She took the initiative to say, "Don't worry, I won't bother your son. We will get a divorce in a few days."

"divorce?"

Wei Huaibo raised an eyebrow, then smiled, "No, you're mistaken. I invited Miss Nan here not to break you up. On the contrary, I'm here to bring you together."

"Miss Nan, does Ah Zheng want you to cooperate with him in adopting a child?"

"Don't you want to have a child of your own with Ah Zheng?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Nanzhi had only one thought: she didn't know her son was infertile.

Xie Nanzhi didn't say much, "I respect his choice, and as his father, you should also respect his decision."

Wei Huaibo stood up; he had gained a new understanding of Xie Nanzhi.

She was neither arrogant nor humble, remained calm under pressure, and spoke with reason and evidence; she was indeed the perfect candidate for the mistress of the Wei family. What a pity…

Wei Huaibo walked up to Xie Nanzhi and offered an even more tempting deal: "A-Zheng promised to give you 1 billion, and I can give you 2 billion, as long as you can find a way to get pregnant with A-Zheng's child. Also, you may not know my identity yet; my name is Wei Huaibo."

Xie Nanzhi was startled.

Wei Huaibo, the head of the Wei family who has consistently ranked first on China's rich list for many years.

Isn't Wei Chizheng the son of the richest man in China?

No wonder he has power and influence, no wonder he is omnipotent.

Wei Huaibo continued to persuade, "A-Zheng has never been interested in women since he was a child. The fact that he chose you means you must have something special about you. Miss Nan, as long as you can successfully conceive A-Zheng's child, regardless of whether it's a boy or a girl, I will keep my promise, and the Wei family will be your strongest support in this life."

...

On the other side, Wei Chizheng was socializing, his gaze still sharp amidst the clinking of glasses.

Just then, Mu Lin pushed open the door and rushed to his side, leaning down to whisper something in his ear.

Almost instantly, Wei Chizheng stood up and strode out of the private room without saying a word.

The others in the private room looked bewildered. Mu Lin explained from behind, "Second Master had something come up, so we'll have to meet again next time."

Wei Chizheng walked very fast, and Mu Lin could barely keep up.

As Wei Chizheng walked, he asked, "How long has she been gone?"

Mu Lin said, "It's been about an hour, Second Master. Don't worry, the old master won't do anything to Miss Nan."

He knew it wouldn't happen, but that didn't stop him from worrying.

Wei Huaibo and Xie Nanzhi talked a lot about Wei Chizheng's childhood. She listened attentively and realized that his composure was due to his maturity beyond his years.

He seemed to want to get closer to Xie Nanzhi and tried to appear amiable, but Wei Huaibo was simply not the type to be amiable at all.

Xie Nanzhi declined, "Mr. Wei, I'm really sorry, I can't agree to your request. Perhaps what you should be considering most is why Wei Chizheng would rather adopt a child than have a child of his own."

Wei Huaibo scrutinized Xie Nanzhi. "What do you think the reason might be?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Wei Chizheng arrived.

He walked over and sat down next to Xie Nanzhi, his powerful aura more oppressive than she had ever seen before.

He crossed his legs, his fingers casually resting on his knees, and stared straight at Wei Huaibo, but his words were directed at Xie Nanzhi: "You don't need to take what he said to heart."

A seemingly casual remark, yet it compels us to take it seriously.

Wei Huaibo smiled enigmatically, "Ah Zheng, you got married but didn't tell your father?"

Wei Chizheng asked, "Is it necessary?"

Wei Huaibo retorted angrily, "I am your father."

The tense atmosphere made Xie Nanzhi roughly guess that the father and son did not have a good relationship. She glanced at Wei Chizheng cautiously.

His face was ashen, and his expression was very tense.

Wei Huaibo softened his stance, saying, "I've asked the kitchen to prepare some food. Since you're here, let's sit down and have a bite together."

Wei Chizheng wasn't interested. He put down his crossed legs and subconsciously took Xie Nanzhi's hand. "No, I'll take her out to eat."

Immediately, Wei Huaibo's expression changed. "Azheng, I didn't say what you didn't want me to say."

Xie Nanzhi might not understand, but Wei Chizheng understood perfectly.

Wei Huaibo is threatening him.

Wei Chizheng frowned, but when he turned to look at Xie Nanzhi, his tone was unusually gentle, "Let's have a simple meal, and then I'll take you away."

This is the Wei family, the Wei family that holds absolute power in China. Some have said that the Wei family's wealth far exceeds the national treasury, and in terms of influence, no one in China can match them.

Xie Nanzhi didn't want to offend Wei Huaibo for no reason, so she nodded.

Despite the lavish and sumptuous meal, Xie Nanzhi found it edible and tasteless.

Wei Chizheng was never a talkative person to begin with, and now he was even more silent, making the air feel oppressive.

Under such intense pressure, suddenly, another person arrived at the Wei family.

Butler Zhou tried to stop him and persuade him, but to no avail.

The man had already entered the restaurant, and Butler Zhou looked helpless. "Master, we couldn't stop the young master."

Wei Huaibo frowned subconsciously, but the man seemed not to notice and greeted him warmly, "Grandpa, do we have guests?"