Chapter 151 The So-Called Father and Daughter 2 This child's blood type seems off...

Qiu Xiaoman had nothing to consider. Although she didn't want to see Yao Yao killed by the kidnappers, she also didn't want to have any more dealings with her younger sister.

The idea of ​​selling one's house to save one's sister—such heartwarming stories should be reserved for close, sisterly relationships.

The best model for her and Yao Yao is to keep to themselves and not interfere with each other.

She refused Shen Qinghuai: "That's your daughter, she has nothing to do with me. Okay, please tell me, have you been following you all this time? Has your senior brother run away?"

Shen Qinghuai had already guessed that she would answer like this. He was not disappointed, but he felt somewhat powerless. It was all his responsibility that the sisters had gotten along like this.

He sighed and said, "Someone was following me, but I arranged for bodyguards dressed like me in a different car to lure them away to my other apartment. So nobody knows I'm here. As for your senior brother, he hasn't gone out. I've been taking care of his food and drink these past few days."

"Really? How can you be sure he didn't wander off when you went out?" Qiu Xiaoman asked, puzzled. He seemed very confident.

Shen Qinghuai said helplessly, "I call him every half hour, and he always answers promptly. You don't trust me, fine, but you can trust him too?"

“It’s not that I don’t trust him, it’s that I’m afraid he’ll get flustered if he’s too concerned.” Qiu Xiaoman glanced at her senior brother, who was engrossed in woodworking. When he was focused, no one could interrupt him. Did she really doubt that he could hear the phone ringing?

Never mind, she didn't want him to go out just because she was afraid he would be targeted by bad people; she didn't really want to restrict his freedom.

It wouldn't be appropriate to ask any more questions; it would make her seem suspicious.

She got up and walked over to Fu Ze, pinching his cheek: "Hey, what are you doing? You're so engrossed in your work, you're not even paying attention to me."

“You’re talking to your uncle, I don’t want to disturb you.” Fu Ze turned his head and rubbed her hand. “There’s sweet and sour pork ribs in the kitchen, go get some yourself, I’ll finish this.”

"Okay." Qiu Xiaoman got up and went to eat. It wasn't appropriate to flirt with elders present, so she decided to wait until Shen Qinghuai left.

She came out with her rice bowl, turned on the TV, and asked, "Are you eating?"

Shen Qinghuai shook his head: "I'm not hungry. I have to go out later."

Qiu Xiaoman asked curiously, "What for? To wire money to the kidnappers?"

"Hmm." Shen Qinghuai was putting on a convincing act, otherwise he would be vilified, and he didn't want that. By being so high-profile, as long as his mother-in-law died, he could use the excuse that Liang Yuting was in a mental hospital and unsuitable to take care of the children and manage huge assets, and continue to be Boss Shen legitimately.

This whole ordeal will inevitably result in some financial losses, but it doesn't matter. As long as the Liang family stops targeting his eldest daughter, this small loss is nothing.

He checked the time, stood up, and said, "I suggest you sell the property to avoid attracting thieves. As for who to sell it to, you can think about it carefully. I don't know where your master and senior brothers are registered right now. If their registration is fine, you can transfer the property to their names. That would be safer."

Qiu Xiaoman had thought of this long ago, but unfortunately her master and senior brother were from another world and didn't have any household registration.

In order to survive in this world, the master and apprentice found a farming family. The family consisted of only a grandfather and grandson who depended on each other for survival. The grandfather was seriously ill, and the grandson had also been in a car accident and was on the verge of death.

The master and apprentice used all their skills to save the grandfather and grandson, and gave them some money to go to Hong Kong to find their relatives. The master and apprentice stayed here and took their identities.

When the master and apprentice lived in the countryside, whenever they went out, they would always wear human skin masks. They looked like the same grandfather and grandson, but in reality, they had been replaced.

Therefore, neither of their real names were written on their ID cards; instead, they were Feng Zhaoming and Feng Buding.

She was willing to transfer the property to them, but her master and the others had made an agreement with the grandfather and grandson that if they couldn't find their relatives in Hong Kong after three years, they would return.

If that really happens, wouldn't she be doing all the work for someone else? It would be better to transfer the property back to her second uncle's name.

Qiu Xiaoman called Shen Wanming, explained the situation, and then proposed this idea.

After pondering for a long time, Shen Wanming confirmed, "Have you thought it through? If it's transferred back to my name, I'll have to go back and amend my will as well."

"Okay, Grandpa, let me know before you come back, just in case I'm away on a business trip." Qiu Xiaoman breathed a sigh of relief, as long as her second uncle didn't mind the trouble.

However, Shen Wanming still asked, "Child, I heard from others that you have a boyfriend?"

"Hmm." Qiu Xiaoman knew that "other person" definitely referred to Shen Qinghuai, since none of her colleagues, apart from Wu Shirong, knew her senior brother.

Shen Wanming couldn't help but ask curiously, "When do you plan to get married? Do you want to have children after you get married? If you have children, you can transfer your assets to their names."

That way, we won't have to go through the hassle of transferring it to his old man's name, saving us trouble.

Qiu Xiaoman laughed and said, "We'll forget about marriage. His household registration is a problem. We do plan to have a child, but we don't plan to make it public. Otherwise, we'll be in trouble if drug dealers target us."

"That's right," Shen Wanming pondered for a moment, then asked, "Then you should consider it. Do you want to transfer it back to my name first, or do you want to hold on until you have a child and then transfer it directly to the child?"

Can a newborn child own property?

"Yes, but this would restrict your right to dispose of the property. In other words, you would not have the right to sell or mortgage the property without your child's consent. However, renting it out would not be affected; you could act as the guardian to rent it out and collect rent on your behalf."

"That's good. How about I hold on for a while longer and see?"

"If you're not afraid of being gossiped about for getting pregnant out of wedlock, then do as you say."

“I’ve thought about this. If all else fails, I can take sick leave and stay home for the next few months to review my studies and prepare for the college entrance exam.”

“It’s great that you have this idea. Take advantage of your youth to go to university. I still have the energy to help you take care of your child. By the time you graduate, your child will be older and in school, so you won’t have to worry about them anymore. This plan is fantastic. If you’ve decided, just do it and don’t hesitate.”

"Okay, Grandpa." Qiu Xiaoman hung up the phone and went to take a shower. She was very tired and needed to get a good night's sleep.

While sleeping soundly, Qiu Xiaoman noticed the Simmons mattress beside her sinking down. She instinctively turned around, grabbed the man's arm, and used it as a pillow.

Fu Ze smiled and lay down without disturbing her, remaining in that side-lying position until dawn.

Qiu Xiaoman opened her eyes and was immediately struck by the man's handsomeness. She quickly got up to brush her teeth and wash her face, otherwise she would have bad breath.

She was quite conscious of her image and didn't want him to see her looking sloppy.

Fu Ze smiled and followed her, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind: "Did you sleep well?"

"Hmm, very good." Qiu Xiaoman's mouth was full of foam, and her words were slurred.

Fu Ze lowered his head, kissed her neck, picked up a comb, and carefully began to style Qiu Xiaoman's hair.

This feeling of peaceful tranquility is quite beautiful. After brushing her teeth and combing her hair, Qiu Xiaoman simply turned around, hugged the man's neck, and kissed him: "Hurry up and brush your teeth, I'll go to the bedroom and wait for you."

As for what he's waiting for, it goes without saying.

Since his master hadn't returned yet, he wasn't worried about any disturbances. After washing up, Fu Ze went into the bedroom to work on the little life.

As the sun rises and the morning dew falls lightly, the rhythm of life begins to play quietly.

Afterwards, Fu Ze sighed with some emotion. His junior sister's appetite was getting bigger and bigger. It seemed that he had to try to train her, otherwise he really couldn't keep up.

The two got up, took another shower, and then went to have breakfast feeling refreshed.

Around noon, the eccentric old man returned mysteriously. As soon as he got back, he placed the Thunder Clock on the coffee table, cutting off all suspense and getting down to business.

Qiu Xiaoman was curious, so she picked it up and tapped it. Surprisingly, a pale yellow... uh... little monster jumped out.

It has a human head and body, long and thin arms, no legs, and only a cluster of freely moving roots like tentacles.

The little monster was quite cute, tilting its head, clasping its hands, and looking at Qiu Xiaoman with a pitiful expression.

Qiu Xiaoman was both amused and exasperated, and asked, "Are you a flower spirit? Is that pale yellow forsythia or winter plum?"

"Neither." The little flower fairy rubbed her hands together and said in a childish voice, "I am Daphne odora. I was growing well on the mountain, but then a bunch of mushroom diggers came and thought I was in the way, so they cut down my tree shape. Luckily, Grandpa came in time and saved my flower soul. Now I can only be legless. If I grow up hard, maybe I can grow legs next spring."

Oh my god, poor little flower fairy, it seems her legs have been cut off? Qiu Xiaoman quickly bent down and lifted her into her palm. She was so tiny, only the size of her thumb. She wondered how her master had found her.

Qiu Xiaoman curiously touched the little guy's roots; they were snow-white and pinkish, probably grown by her master using nutrient solution.

This method involves a certain amount of luck, because Daphne odora can survive through stem cuttings. So as long as the stem is still there, and the method is correct, it is possible to save its life.

However, for tree species or flowers that cannot survive through cuttings, cutting off the taproot will most likely prevent them from surviving.

Qiu Xiaoman walked around the room, found an empty flowerpot on the balcony, and asked, "Would you like me to plant you in it?"

"Yes, I'm willing! Grandpa told me to help you look after the house and recover from my injuries." The little flower fairy was so cute, gesturing wildly as she spoke.

Qiu Xiaoman was overjoyed. She quickly put on sunglasses, a mask, and a hat, went downstairs to the garden to get some soil, mixed some nutrient solution, and carefully planted her in the flowerpot.

As soon as the little flower fairy burrowed into the soil, it turned into a tree branch. The Daphne odora had long since passed its flowering season, and only green leaves remained.

The lone tree branch looks pitiful, but it doesn't matter. Since Master has saved the flower spirit, all we need to do is patiently fertilize and water it, and the little flower fairy will surely grow strong.

She carried the flowerpots to the balcony and arranged them, saying, "You can rest and recover here. I'll move you into the room when winter comes. I know you like a semi-shaded environment, but you still need more sunlight for now."

"Mmm! Thank you, big sister!" Little Jiexiang said in a childish voice, waving her few remaining leaves.

Qiu Xiaoman stroked the tender bud at the top, comforting it for a while before returning to the living room: "Master, how did you find this little guy?"

"Oh, what a coincidence." The eccentric old man, who was always busy reading the newspaper, didn't even look up as he explained, "I went to Yunnan to find you because I saw a strange report about a kind of weird mushroom in the mountains there. Eating it could produce bizarre hallucinations. Some people thought they had become immortals, and some thought they were the masters of the universe. When I got there, I saw that it was just an ordinary hallucinogenic mushroom. When I came down the mountain, I happened to hear this little girl crying. When I got there, I found out that it was a Daphne odora that had become a spirit, which had been cut down by the mushroom diggers. So I just grabbed her and brought her back."

This isn't just about catching them; it's about saving an innocent little life.

The reason Master spoke of it so casually was simply because he had done similar things so many times that it was nothing special at all.

But his small act of kindness was for the little flower fairy's entire life.

Qiu Xiaoman was deeply moved. It was truly a blessing that she could be taken in and nurtured by such a master! She couldn't help but sit down next to the strange old man, hugging his arm and acting coquettishly: "Master, how can you be so good to me? Wouldn't it be too awful if I didn't try my best to take you back?"

The eccentric old man chuckled and patted her head: "It's alright, I'll forgive you if you call me 'Daddy' once."

This time, Qiu Xiaoman didn't get angry, but she also didn't respond to the conversation. She just nestled close to her master and went off to think about things quietly.

She calculated the timeline and realized that if she started preparing for pregnancy and reviewing her studies now, she should give birth and finish her postpartum confinement by the time school starts next fall at the latest.

Working backwards from this timeline, she needs to get pregnant now, otherwise even if she gets into university, she won't be able to attend.

I can't exactly go to the press conference while heavily pregnant, can I?

Thinking about it, she still needed to urge her senior brother to work harder. Fortunately, it was a day off. After Master left, she dragged Fuze to do his "homework" again.

Afterwards, Fu Ze listened to her ingenious plan and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Go to university? Why? Aren't you working?"

“That’s different.” Qiu Xiaoman knows herself best. Although her biggest obsession is being abandoned by her parents and dying tragically in a rented room, not being able to take the college entrance examination is still one of the biggest regrets of her life.

Now that you're back, and since you're determined to overcome your inner demons, it would be best to take the university entrance exam as well.

Besides, she wasn't sure if she could bring her master and senior brothers back with her. If they couldn't, having a university degree would make her future path easier.

So she laid out her thoughts, and Fu Ze listened and silently kissed her forehead: "Then go for it, but I can't guarantee about getting pregnant. I can only say that I will do my best."

"Did you do your best?" Qiu Xiaoman pinched the soft flesh on his waist with ill intent.

Fu Ze was both amused and exasperated: "Again? What good will it do you to drain me dry?"

Qiu Xiaoman looked inscrutable: "There are many benefits. Would you like to hear my detailed analysis?"

No, I refuse.

"Oh, you're saying no, but your body says it all, you're already reacting so quickly?"

"Junior sister! Don't touch me like that!"

"Just touch! I'm so curious, how did you manage to do it after all these years? I was practically snuggling in your arms during the New Year, how did you manage to resist?"

"Nonsense, I don't want to be your source of amusement when you're lonely."

"Oh. I thought you were going to say you're a gentleman."

"Isn't that right?"

"Is it now?"

"If you just say no, I'll immediately show you what a gentleman I am."

"Fine then, I don't want you to be a gentleman anymore."

"Hahaha." Fu Ze chuckled as he bent down, doing his best to make his wife comfortable. If there was still no reaction, then it really wasn't his fault; he had done his best. After all, this was the third time since she woke up this morning.

Three times! His back must be so sore! And his knees are pitiful too. Tsk.

*

Two days later, Yao Yao was redeemed by Shen Qinghuai, while Liang Yuting's mother was brutally murdered by the kidnappers.

Thus, Shen Qinghuai eliminated his biggest threat at a very low cost.

He called Qiu Xiaoman and told her that he wouldn't be going to the flat for the next couple of days and hoped she would understand.

Qiu Xiaoman teased, "What, are you worried I'll be jealous?"

"Aren't you jealous?" Shen Qinghuai was a little hurt. Jealousy was a sign that he cared, and he actually hoped that his eldest daughter would be jealous of his second daughter.

Qiu Xiaoman joked, "Didn't I eat it? I've been eating it for over ten years, I'm already tired of it."

Shen Qinghuai had no choice but to apologize: "I'm sorry, Xiaoman, it's all my fault."

"It doesn't matter, you stay with her. She's still young and she's been kidnapped. By the way, remember to take her to the hospital for a check-up. If she has any injuries, treat them as soon as possible." There were some things Qiu Xiaoman didn't say. After all, she was Shen Qinghuai's daughter, and no father would want to face the possibility that his daughter had been violated.

Besides, she was only speculating on the possibility; she had no relevant evidence.

So, mentioning the medical check-up in a veiled way was all she could do.

Fortunately, Yao Yao was lucky. Although she was sharp-tongued, the kidnappers didn't do anything to her because of the money.

But the test results still left Shen Qinghuai speechless. The child's blood type seemed wrong? In the past, when the child was sick, Liang Yuting had always brought him to the hospital. He was always busy and had never paid attention to the child's blood type. Now, seeing this, he realized there was a big problem.

He barely hesitated. That afternoon, he used the excuse of going to Hong Kong to attend the funeral of the children's maternal grandmother and asked Shen Qinglan for help. The two siblings, together with their four children, boarded a plane.

Upon arriving in Hong Kong, he coaxed the children to go to the hospital for a "physical examination".

After his own sample was collected, he asked the doctor, "When will the report be available?"

"Half a month."

Shen Qinghuai nodded thoughtfully: "Does the person need to come in person to collect it?"

"certainly."

"Okay." Shen Qinghuai left the hospital with a heavy heart.

He did not attend the funeral at the Liang family's home; instead, he came and went in a hurry, taking his four children back onto the plane.

Seeing that he had a furrowed brow and hadn't said much throughout, Shen Qinglan couldn't help but ask curiously, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Shen Qinghuai looked up blankly: "I don't know."

Maybe Liang Yuting has been cheating on him for over a decade. Or maybe the baby was switched at birth? Who knows?

After all, Liang Yuting was already pregnant when she married him, and he wasn't by her side when she gave birth.

Anything is possible.