Take the money, leave, and make a fortune.

Qin Zuo Xiang was so angry that he didn't dare to fart. His face was as black as if he had eaten shit. Madam Qin and Qin Shuang didn't dare to speak for fear of bringing bad luck. The servants stood far away and didn't dare to come forward.

An and Qin Jiaojiao quickly chased after him.

"Ono!"

"Sister~"

The two of them called each other so sweetly.

Qin Ye spat some saliva to wet his fingertips and was counting the money. When he saw the two men chasing after him, he just glanced at them and continued counting.

One, two, three, four, five... eighteen, nineteen...

An and Qin Jiaojiao looked at each other, and the mother and daughter came forward with gentle smiles on their faces.

"Xiao Ye, don't you want to know about your biological mother? I'll tell you."

She smiled kindly, took Qin Ye's hand, and sat down in the small pavilion in the garden to talk.

Qin Ye continued counting the money.

An looked at her careless appearance. Although she didn't like her sloppy attitude, she had to flatter her.

Qin Ye quelled the epidemic and was recognized and rewarded by the emperor. He has a bright future.

She smiled and said, "Fifteen years ago, I gave birth to a baby girl in a commoner's home, but she died. I was worried that I would not be able to explain to my master, so I spent a lot of money to buy a baby girl who was born on the same day."

"Your biological mother was actually a farmer's daughter who sold fish. Her family was poor and she didn't want her daughter to suffer, so she sold you to me. Two years later, she died of illness."

She slowly recounted what happened back then.

Although Qin Ye didn't know whether it was true or not.

Only An himself knows the truth.

An then gave an address and a burial place, which sounded logical and plausible, as if it were true. After he finished speaking, he sighed:

"Alas, I have been secretly taking care of your biological mother all these years. When she was sick, I even found a doctor for her, but she still didn't survive... Xiaoye, I told you the whole truth without hiding a single word."

Now, Qin Ye's mother is dead, and she is the only mother he has.

She must respect her well in the future.

Qin Ye continued to count the money.

"Xiao Ye, from now on, the three of us, mother and daughter, will depend on each other. You should treat me as your real mother, okay? Jiaojiao is your real sister, and we will always be a family." An expressed her deep affection.

Qin Ye: Counting money.

"Yes, sister, don't be angry with mother anymore. Without mother, you wouldn't have grown up. The grace of raising you is indelible!" Qin Jiaojiao also sighed with deep emotion.

Qin Ye: Counting money.

The mother and daughter talked for a long time and found that Qin Ye didn't pay any attention to them, which made them feel a little embarrassed.

"Ono?"

"Ahem... Ono!"

"Um?"

At this time, Qin Ye looked up as if he had realized something belatedly, "What's the matter?"

An: “…”

Could it be that she didn't hear a single word she said just now?

"I said, your biological mother..."

"Wait." Qin Ye interrupted her, "On the day when Prince Li got married, didn't I tell you that you had half a month to tell me the news about my biological mother?"

An choked and looked embarrassed.

At that time...

really……

"How long has it been now?" Qin Ye asked again, "They have been married for more than a month. The time limit I gave you has long passed."

After counting the money, he put it in his pocket and stood up:

"Aunt An, don't say I didn't give you a chance. I did, but you didn't cherish it."

After saying this coldly, he turned and left.

"Xiao Ye!" An was anxious and hurriedly chased after him, "Xiao Ye! Actually, I have always wanted to tell you about your biological mother, but I was busy some time ago and didn't have the chance to tell you. I didn't mean to hide it from you at all!"

Qin Ye stopped, turned his head, looked at her with a smile, imitated An's tone, and spoke in a sarcastic tone:

"Qin Ye, I'm telling you, if you don't listen to me, you'll never know anything about your mother in your life!"

An: “…”