0062 Father and Daughter

Guan Xiang disliked sunlight, but the moment he stepped out the door, the sun was blazing. He frowned and stood under the eaves, coldly watching his assistant frantically rummage through the car for a parasol and run over to cover his head.

After getting into the car, it didn't start for a long time. Guan Xiang slowly took off his gloves and smashed them hard on the head of a supervisor next to him.

"Were Brother Li and his gang, who were arrested, your subordinates?"

"yes……"

"Your people are getting more and more ruthless. They pounce on anyone they see without even doing a basic investigation, right? He has an uncle who is a captain in the police station, which is listed in his family tree, but you can't see it, can you? Why don't you just have someone take him to the police station to gamble?"

The supervisor knelt down in front of Guan Xiang with a thud, slapping himself on the face with both hands, not daring to utter a word in rebuttal. After learning that Brother Li and his gang had been arrested, he had actually come up with several excuses for himself, deciding to "prescribe the right medicine" depending on which superior was handling the matter. But who would have thought that it would be the boss himself who came, and he was so frightened that he couldn't utter a single word.

"Alright, alright, stop it. This noise is really annoying."

"Boss, boss, I know I was wrong. Please give me another chance. I promise I'll clean everything up completely."

"What should we do? Shoot everyone in this police station?"

"No, I'm very strict..."

"No need, I don't need people who have made mistakes."

Guan Xiang closed his eyes and remained silent. His assistant understood and immediately opened the door, shoved the supervisor out of the car, and drove off, leaving the man shouting and yelling in front of the police station.

“This lineage has been completely severed.”

Guan Xiang finished his last sentence, then breathed a sigh of relief. He needed to find a temple to pray for some peace and quiet. What had been going on lately?

The assistant stood by, holding up his phone, unsure whether to speak or not; his hands were trembling. Finally, Guan Xiang spoke first.

"Just say what you have to say, or is your throat blocked?"

"Boss, please, please take a look..."

The assistant handed over the phone, which was currently displaying the latest discussions on an online forum.

One set of photos shows "fans" with their faces blurred, taking several pictures of Han Dan on set from different angles. The set design that belongs to that particular drama is thoughtfully circled in the background. Another set shows Han Dan looking dashing in a casino, from entering to leaving, almost as if he were live-streaming it on his phone.

After being bombarded with these images for the past few days, Guan Xiang laughed as he looked at them. After he had laughed enough, he picked up his phone again and stared at the photo that had been blurred out.

"Boss, should we investigate who this is?"

"I can tell without investigating."

His finger tapped on the figure, and he said through gritted teeth, a rare display of anger.

"Qi Yu, you're willing to sacrifice your own daughter just to become an official, so I'll really have to grant your wish."

Upon hearing the news that the master was returning, a group of women who hadn't even gotten out of bed yet sprang to their feet, put on makeup, and ran out before they were even properly dressed.

Guan Xiang walked past without looking to either side and went straight into the second wife's room.

The second wife was admiring her newly customized diamond earrings when she was startled by the sudden sound of the door being pushed open, causing the earrings to fall to the ground.

"Why do you look so angry? Who didn't satisfy you?"

"Pack your things, I'll take you somewhere."

Where to?

"Do me a favor, I need to go out and meet someone important."

"Who is it? I won't go to anyone I don't know."

“I have no one I can trust anymore. Even photos of casinos have been leaked. Tomorrow, a gun could be pointed at my head.”

"Then you have to believe me."

"I only trust you now."

"That sounds nice, I believe it."

The second wife tossed the earrings into the jewelry box, got up, and took Guan Xiang's arm as they went out.

Qi Shuyao lay in front of the computer, watching as the online battle, which had just subsided for a while, was reignited and grew ever stronger.

Qi Yu has now set her sights on the fans of the two lead actors in that drama, inciting them to fight everywhere and making a big fuss about the producer's gambling affecting the production team. Now public opinion is not so easy to control, and she has personally witnessed more and more insiders revealing more information about Guan Xiang, including a lot of false information.

She doesn't have an online account or post any photos of herself, but she guesses that other friends have posted photos of themselves with her, so it's only a matter of time before her identity is exposed. She's not as anxious as one might expect, and she remains calm in the face of those speculations.

It wasn't until Bei Huisi's number appeared on her phone that she belatedly realized that she had somehow gotten herself into trouble with his family again.

Qi Yu gestured for her not to answer the phone, so she pushed the phone aside. After spending so much time in the hot spring, her head was still dizzy, and she fell asleep leaning against Qi Yu's hand.

When she woke up again, her phone was full of missed calls, all from Bei Huisi. She scrolled down and found an unfamiliar number in the middle.

The phone rang for only one second and then didn't call back. Maybe someone dialed the wrong number. Qi Shuyao didn't dwell on it anymore and went downstairs to eat.

Tu Mi clutched her phone, huddled in the corner, waiting for the man in the room behind her to turn off the lights and leave before slowly standing up, rubbing her numb legs.

Her finger was still on the dial pad, and the only call she made only rang once before she hung up.

She's grown increasingly less fond of being here lately. She can almost feel the love the man who calls himself her father has for her, but it's no different from the way he admires the luxury cars in his garage. They're all personal items stamped with his own mark, objects that belong exclusively to him.

Who is he? What does he want to do with me? And is the casino he mentioned on the phone the same as the underground dance hall?

While recuperating in bed, Tu Mi also pondered this logic. Xu Mei used to be a dancer in an underground dance hall, but this man seemed to be from a wealthy family. Their marriage was an accident, and her birth was also an accident, just like Jiu Li Xiang in the dance hall. Even the child's father didn't know of his existence. So why did he come back to find her after so many years? What were his feelings?

Tu Mi put her phone back in her pocket and walked out in small steps. The man was waiting for dinner in the living room. When he saw her come in, he happily called her over.

She sat opposite him. In this family, meals were eaten in silence, and the father and daughter did not exchange a word until the end of dinner. The man pushed back his chair to leave, and Tu Mi immediately put down her chopsticks and chased after him.

"You say you're my father, so can you tell me your name?"

The man seemed excited as his daughter spoke to him for the first time. He took the little girl's slender hand and led her forward.

Before she could get an answer, Tu Mi noticed the newly renovated rooms upstairs. The man followed her gaze and looked up, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

What is that?

"Is that your sister's room?"

"elder sister?"

"Yes, your sister, my other daughter."

"My older sister?"

"My older sister, the same father and mother."

Tu Mi followed the footsteps of the cleaning maid and looked ahead. There was more than one room inside. She was so shocked that her mouth dropped open. The next second, the man grabbed her shoulders and turned her to face him.

“Listen, my daughter, you are my youngest daughter. You also have older sisters, more than one. I will bring them all back one by one. And your mother, you have your own name, you are called Shu Yan, and I am your father, my name is Shu Cheng.”