Chapter 112: Apologize Xia Yiqing's eyes were sharp, her mouth...

Xia Yiqing's eyes were sharp and her lips were tightly pursed, making her look determined. Even her hands hanging by her side were motionless, giving people a heavy feeling of oppression.

"I……"

Xia Feng had never seen Xia Yiqing so crazy. An hour ago, Xia Yiqing suddenly visited the Xia family. Not only did she bring a group of people to control all the servants of the Xia family, but she also began to question him about the past.

But now when he glanced outside, he saw not only the dark night, but also the large crowd of people Xia Yiqing brought with her.

Realizing that the truth had to be told sooner or later, Xia Feng lowered his head and sighed deeply.

Perhaps thinking of his unborn child far away, Xia Feng's tone softened. "Qingqing, whether you believe it or not, Daddy loves you. I can't do something like selling my daughter for fame and fortune.

"Third Master was genuinely helping us at the time, and he didn't ask for anything in return. I only found out about the marriage agreement later."

There was a loud rumble like a thunderbolt striking overhead. Xia Yiqing heard her own voice become somewhat vague, and wondered if it had faded away.

"How can I trust you? Maybe you and Third Master Qi are colluding to trick me into coming over. After all, the fact that the Xia family has been able to overcome its difficulties is something worth celebrating."

Xia Feng forced a smile, perhaps trying to laugh, but it looked uglier than crying. "Didn't you ask me about this a week ago? At the time, in order to avoid retaliation, I had to say it was just like what you heard from there."

"What do you mean?" Xia Yiqing slowly straightened up, her eyes shining like stars, yet also dark like thick, indissoluble ink.

"You lied to me when I gave you evidence a week ago."

Xia Feng nodded and began to smile bitterly again, "But now, I plan to tell the truth, because instead of being afraid of retaliation, I am more worried that you will do something even more extreme to me now."

Xia Yiqing kept silent. She slowly took a step back, her legs stiff as a puppet, her eyes looking ahead blankly, losing focus, and she slowly fell onto the chair.

It turned out that the sixth sense that had been reminding her in her heart for the past week had finally come true.

A week ago, the man who claimed to be Mr. Qi met Xia Yiqing. He had a kind face, looked to be in his fifties or sixties, wore a long gown, and was full of energy.

"We have all the evidence, witnesses, and evidence. If you have any doubts, feel free to ask."

Xia Feng was trembling at the time, with a pale face, accusing Qi Hanmu of how intimidating he was at the time. He insisted that Xia Yiqing make conditions, otherwise he would unite with other families to resist and let the Xia family fall.

But unexpectedly, when I asked Su Huanhuan to borrow some people to threaten him, I got a different explanation.

Xia Feng was still nagging, which showed how much he cherished his life and pitied his son. "I'm your father, how can you not trust me? Now that you've brought people here and surrounded the Xia family, how can I not tell the truth?"

"Follow me," Xia Yiqing swung her sleeves and turned around. Her eyes were as black as ink, inexplicably scary.

"If anything I said today is false, the consequences will be borne entirely by your precious woman and precious son."

"Then I've already told you, you have to let them go!"

Xia Yiqing didn't respond, but just raised her chin slightly, stood upright, and walked forward on her own. If she had known this would happen, why didn't she let her go a week ago?

If Xia Feng had not been present to testify, and had threatened her by saying that her mother was seriously ill at home and had been crying frequently, how could she have really believed that Second Master Qi?

Fortunately, it was still within the time of the charity gala. When Xiao An opened the car door, Xia Yiqing lifted her skirt, said "Let's go to Quanshanju", got in, closed the door, and her eyes fell on the void in front of her.

She just hoped that the car could drive faster so that she could meet Qi Hanmu earlier.

I also hope that the so-called Second Master Qi hasn't done anything yet, and that there's still time to salvage the relationship between the two.

It's strange to say, just now in Xia Feng's study, he heard a crackling rain outside, which was blown up by the wind and sprinkled on the window like pearls, which sounded inexplicably scary.

It was so loud that it was clear how heavy the rain was, but when I came out, I couldn't hear anything except the rustling sound of wheels rolling on the ground and the honking of car horns when passing by.

I've heard from people who often go out to sea that the calmer the sea becomes when a big storm is about to hit.

No one knows the danger will come until the storm actually hits.

Just like the calm sea tonight, the sound of wind and rain outside has stopped, but I don’t know whether the turmoil at the charity dinner has not yet begun, or has already involved Qi Hanmu.

From a distance, I saw Quanshan Residence in all its splendor, just like before, except that it was crowded with people outside, many people were blocked outside and not allowed in. There were almost three times more guards than usual, tightly blocking anyone from entering.

The manager who had met Xia Yiqing once before was also standing among the guards inside, looking outside coldly.

When someone wanted to get close to the manager and tried to use various conditions to get him to let them in to take a look, he was rejected every time.

There are indeed a few big names outside who frequently appear in newspapers and local media, but they are also isolated and look unhappy.

The people around them scolded loudly, saying that the manager of Quanshanju was not qualified to talk to them and asked them to call the person in charge out quickly.

Then, a thin man in a Chinese-style long gown came out, twisting a string of Buddhist beads, and said, "Well, in your opinion, do I, Second Master Qi, have the right to ask you to wait outside for a while?"

Those secretaries who relied on their superiors' power quickly lowered their heads and called for help. Xia Yiqing had just gotten out of the car and her pupils suddenly shrank when she saw this scene.

The reason is simple, it's just that I saw this person and this face just a week ago. Now, at this moment, meeting him at the door of Quanshanju, it is impossible to forget him.

"Mr. Xia." Xiao An frowned and reminded Xia Yiqing when he saw that she hadn't moved for a long time.

As if waking from a dream, Xiang Yiqing took a deep breath and clenched his fists tightly. The growing nails dug into the soft flesh of his palms, leaving crescent-shaped marks and red marks one by one. But he felt the pain was not too severe, so he loosened his palm and pressed the nail growing from his thumb into the top of his index finger.

The fingers are connected to the heart, and after this pain, Xia Yiqing became much more sober.

Her emotions told her that she had to go up and question and have a good talk with Mr. Qi, asking him why he wanted to harm her for no reason.

It was as if a desolate and lonely wind was blowing by, and Xia Yiqing's lips curled up slightly, but the mocking smile could not fall after all.

Why would someone want to harm you? Perhaps, this is a trap set for Qi Hanmu, and she is just a pawn in it.

As a chess piece, there is no reason to ask the operator why he puts himself in danger. The only thing to blame is his immaturity and failure to judge people, for not realizing in time that it was a trap.

Of course, what I hate even more is that my wings are not yet fully grown. Even if I notice it and see through it in time, I don’t have the ability to fight against it. It just makes me hate it more in my heart.

"Boss Xia," Xiao An's voice rang in my ears again, more anxious than last time, and of course, mixed with a bit of helplessness.

"The outside of Quanshan Residence is sealed off and no one is allowed in. I think we should go back first so as not to waste time here."

Xia Yiqing took a deep breath. The air was particularly cool on the rainy night. It entered her nasal cavity like some refreshing medicine, but it was more effective than those artificially synthesized ones, and it seemed to chill her to the core.

It has been a long time since I felt this kind of refreshing feeling, but the intensity was too much, and it felt chilling to the bone, making me feel disheartened.

This gust of night wind gave Xia Yiqing an idea.

"Go to Yi Garden."

Before getting on the car, Xia Yiqing promised to compensate the people Su Huanhuan brought with her, and then let them go back on their own.

Xiao An noticed that Xia Yiqing was in a bad mood and soothed her gently, "Boss Xia, there's no need to worry about these things. If there's really something that can't be solved, I think Miss Su is quite capable. Why not talk to her? Maybe there will be a solution."

The light and shadow outside were flowing. When a car passed by the headlights, the inside became a little brighter, but once it passed briefly into the dark area between the two street lights, it would be dark for a short while again.

The person's face was also dimmed by the mottled light and shadow.

"Well," Xia Yiqing said solemnly, her eyes seemed to be out of focus, but the innocence in her eyes, which used to be as clear as purple grapes, was gone.

"Let's talk about this later."

Su Huanhuan has her own life. Now she has a relationship with her family's designated fiancé, Chen Tan, so it is normal that he can't take care of her for the time being.

Besides, they had already given someone else the task, so as a friend, Xia Yiqing naturally wouldn't ask for too much.

To go from Quanshanju to Yiyuan, you will most likely go from one hilltop to another, first merging into the main road which is busy with people and cars in the middle of the night, and then slowly turning into the suburbs.

It is not difficult to move from loneliness to crowds, but moving from a bustling area to a secluded area will always make your heart beat faster.

Xia Yiqing thought that Xiao An still had to take care of her seriously ill mother, so she dropped Xiao An off when they passed by her mother's hospital on the way.

"Boss Xia," Xiao An looked obviously happy, but his brows were still furrowed. "It's getting late. You should go back and get some rest."

Xia Yiqing casually asked a few questions about Xiao An's mother's illness. Her expression was indifferent, but tears were already rolling in Xiao An's eyes, as if she could cry at any time.

The car had driven a long way away, but the smile on Xia Yiqing's lips became a little stiff. Xiao An's mother was of the same mind as her. Although she was seriously ill in the hospital, the two of them were in perfect harmony with each other and were not so sad even in the hospital.

But a week ago, Xia Yiqing's mother might have pretended to be sick to make Xia Yiqing nervous and believe the words of the treacherous person.

They are both mothers, so why do they have different attitudes towards their own daughters? Xia Yiqing raised her hand to pinch her solar plexus, slowly exhaled, feeling a little puzzled.

However, thinking about the fact that Qi Hanmu's mother didn't even think she had a son like Qi Hanmu, Xia Yiqing felt indescribable.

Everyone has their own difficulties, but we are all trying to live our lives well.

Unexpectedly, this time when I returned to Yiyuan, the situation was completely different from before.

Xia Yiqing was not surprised when she was stopped at the foot of the mountain.

She had always ridden in the Qi family's cars before, but this time the car she was riding in was under her name, so naturally, some people here didn't recognize her.

When she lowered the car window, Xia Yi cleaned her hair, but unexpectedly saw an acquaintance here.

It’s Butler Qi.

"I want to see the Third Master."