Chapter 162 He just wanted to kill this nephew.
Wei Jing's palm was covered in blood. His heart was boiling with resentment, anger, and jealousy, which were assaulting his defenses. He had never felt such a strong urge to kill someone before.
Wei Jing didn't speak; he slowly stood up.
Wei Huaibo glanced at him and said, "I'll have Butler Zhou arrange a blind date for you in a few days. You're not getting any younger, it's time to settle down."
Wei Jing's mind was no longer on this, and he replied perfunctorily, "Grandpa, you can decide for yourself."
After saying that, Wei Jing left the manor.
After treating the wound, Butler Zhou came to Wei Huaibo's side and watched Wei Jing's departing figure. "Master, the second young master and the young master have clashed."
Wei Huaibo sighed, "I'm too old to manage these young people anymore. Let them be."
Butler Zhou said worriedly, "Master, now that the second young master knows about the young master's existence, he will definitely not let it go. If the young master is killed by the second young master again, you can't always save him in time."
Wei Huaibo sat down, forced to admit he was getting old.
However, his hawk-like eyes remained sharp. "Old Zhou, Ah Zheng hit you, you're holding a grudge, aren't you?"
Butler Zhou immediately retorted, "Master, how could I dare to have such thoughts? I watched the second young master grow up, how could I resent him? I'm just worried that the young master is no match for the second young master. What if something happens to the young master again? Wouldn't all your efforts have been in vain, and this huge Wei family would ultimately fall into the hands of a collateral branch?"
Wei Huaibo also had this concern, which is why he thought he would wait until he had acquired all the shares in Wei Chizheng's hands before letting Wei Jing appear in front of everyone.
But this child is too impatient. Given Wei Chizheng's style of doing things, a bloody storm is bound to break out in the capital.
After considering it, Wei Huaibo said, "Secretly send people to protect the young master, and take action when necessary. Also, if A-Zheng's wife's pregnancy can be put to use, it will provide another layer of security for the successor of the Wei family. Find a way to get A-Zheng's wife pregnant. As for the means, you can decide for yourself. By the way, A-Jing is not young anymore. You can arrange a marriage for him. Once he is married, he won't be thinking about anything else."
Butler Zhou replied, "Okay, I'll arrange it right away."
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On the other side, Wei Chi got into the car and remained silent.
He didn't drive away immediately. Instead, he sat in the car, lit a cigarette, and took a few deep drags through the window to calm himself down.
A faint smell of tobacco lingered in the air. Xie Nanzhi broke the silence first, "You didn't know he was your nephew?"
Wei Chizheng knew, of course. He had known about his nephew's identity when he went to Hong Kong for the second time. However, he had been keeping it a secret from the old man and wanted to kill his nephew.
Unexpectedly, the old man helped him deceive everyone by faking his death and changing his identity, transforming from the notorious Pei Jingchuan into the current Wei Jing.
That's right, Pei Jingchuan was the grandson that Wei Huaibo had been searching for.
Wei Chizheng subconsciously looked at Xie Nanzhi, hesitating whether to tell her Wei Jing's true identity.
Xie Nanzhi felt uncomfortable under his gaze. "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
Wei Chizheng shook his head; he decided to keep it a secret for the time being.
If Wei Chizheng were to tell her that Pei Jingchuan was not dead, she would surely be extremely worried. Moreover, Wei Chizheng's biggest concern was that Xie Nanzhi would continue to target Pei Jingchuan.
With Pei Jingchuan's current power, it wouldn't be easy for him to make any moves, let alone her.
To prevent her from getting into trouble, Wei Chizheng decided to keep it a secret for the time being. As for Pei Jingchuan, he would take care of things for her before he died, leaving no hidden dangers.
All he needs in Nanzhi is happiness.
With his tense nerves relaxing slightly, Wei Chizheng said, "Wei Jing is the child my brother had with a bartender back then. The old man refused to acknowledge him, so the woman had to leave with the child. Later we found out that the woman abandoned the child because she thought he was a burden. After that, my brother died, and the old man got old. Perhaps he had come to terms with many things, and that's when he started looking for the child. I don't have a very good relationship with the old man, and I rarely go back to see him, so it was only by chance that I learned that my brother's child had been found. I just never expected that it would be him."
Wei Chizheng had investigated Wang Jing before, but found nothing.
Xie Nanzhi now understood that Wang Jing's true identity was the eldest grandson of the Wei family, and his identity was not something that could be easily discovered.
Xie Nanzhi's face was grave, showing some concern.
This Wei Jing is a pervert with connections. If he continues to harass her, how will she cope?
After much thought, Xie Nanzhi felt that Wei Chi's status as a wife could temporarily serve as her protective shield.
Xie Nanzhi suddenly said, "Wei Chizheng, can I let Wei Jing know about our marriage?"
Wei Chizheng didn't expect her to ask that. "That's your freedom."
Xie Nanzhi: "Thank you."
There seemed to be an insurmountable chasm between the two. Xie Nanzhi awkwardly looked away, and Wei Chizheng didn't say anything, driving her back to the hotel.
The car slowly pulled up outside the hotel, and Xie Nanzhi unbuckled her seatbelt.
She seemed to have something to say, but didn't know how to start. After hesitating for a long time, she ultimately said nothing.
"I'm leaving."
Wei Chizheng wanted to escort her upstairs, but when he thought of what she had said to him on the plane during the day, he gave up the idea.
She didn't like his attempts to curry favor.
Wei Chizheng rested his hands on the steering wheel and turned to look at her. "Okay, get some rest. I'll come pick you up tomorrow morning."
Xie Nanzhi got out of the car, closed the door, and walked towards the hotel.
After returning to her room, Xie Nanzhi turned on the light first, then slowly walked to the window and glanced at the car downstairs.
A short while later, Wei Chizheng drove away.
Xie Nanzhi glanced meaningfully in the direction the car had gone; she truly couldn't understand this man.
Is he this gentlemanly to all women?
But Wei Chizheng always had a stern face, giving off an "do not disturb" vibe, hardly like a central air conditioner.
If she is an exception, then why the sudden shifts in attitude – sometimes warm, sometimes cold, sometimes close, sometimes distant?
Forget it, she could think about these things before. Now that she knows Wei Chizheng's identity, none of this should be something she should be considering.
If the second son of the richest family hadn't been infertile, she wouldn't have been the one to become Mrs. Wei.
She swallowed all the questions she had wanted to ask before getting off the bus, mainly because Xie Nanzhi really couldn't find any grounds to question them.
Who is she?
If Wei Huaibo hadn't brought her there, she might never have known his identity.
Xie Nanzhi was about to wash up and go to bed when the doorbell rang. She had just gathered her things and was about to go to the bathroom.
Who could it be in the middle of the night?
Xie Nanzhi walked over and asked through the door, "Who is it?"
No one responded.
Thinking someone had knocked on the wrong door, she was about to go back when the door was opened by swiping a room card. After two "beep" sounds, a pair of shiny leather shoes stepped in.
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