"You're talking nonsense! Everyone here knows that Mr. and Mrs. Qin were a loving couple throughout their lives, and they only had one daughter." The people present quickly began to refute Xie Ming.
"Mr. Qin, you had a child late in life, so you must have been extremely careful. I'm sure you've had all the necessary checkups. If you don't believe me, you can check the original medical records. With advanced technology, some data can still be verified. Or there's always a paternity test!"
The old man, who was called Mr. Qin, was startled and suddenly remembered that when his wife was pregnant and had a prenatal checkup, the doctor did say that the child was healthy.
But who would take those words to heart if they couldn't understand them? Besides, the couple already had difficulty conceiving, so whether it was a boy or a girl really didn't matter to them, and they didn't think much about what the doctor said.
"That that..."
"They switched the clothes!" Xie Ming immediately dropped the bombshell.
"Why? How could this be?"
"Sir, aren't you going to ask about those two poor children?"
Where are they?
"A sincere offer of 5 million." Xie Ming then took out an A4 sheet of paper with a QR code printed on it.
Everyone gasped. If this person was a fraudster, then it was blatant fraud.
Immediately, some people took out their phones to call the police, while others started recording.
Fearing the old man might faint, Xie Ming took out some nitroglycerin pills and told him to take them.
The old man knew his stuff; he recognized it was something special and swallowed it immediately. Then he quickly pulled out his phone to pay.
It wasn't because of the pills Xie Ming gave him, but because he mentioned 'those two poor children,' and also 'that one child left behind…' What did he leave behind? If he wasn't mistaken, was it…
He's a shrewd old man; he knows how to balance people and money. If the person in front of him is truly a swindler, he has ways to deal with them.
After seeing the money arrive in his account, Xie Ming whispered a few words in his ear and gave him a brocade pouch, instructing him that if he decided to bring the child back, he must do as written inside.
The old man listened to his words with a serious expression, packed up his things, picked up the birdcage, and left.
Once Xie Ming saw that things were settled, he told everyone to disperse.
Those who were slow to realize what was happening sooner understood that they might have encountered a true master. The elderly men and women slapped their thighs in deep regret, exclaiming how foolish they had been to forget to get the master's phone number.
On the other side, Miao Yan, who had been recording a program all day, came out of the TV station's recording hall, rubbed her sore shoulders, greeted a few close colleagues and friends, and walked towards the dressing room with a bright smile.
Two years have passed since "Xie Ming" disappeared, and she has gained a lot of attention and sympathy online by using her past tragic experiences.
Taking advantage of that favorable wind, she got the good job she wanted, giving her the confidence to stand on her own two feet in this world.
"You are the spring breeze that caresses my face..." A beautiful melody played on the phone.
Miao Yan took out her phone and saw a familiar profile picture flashing on it. It was a call from her husband, Han Youyan. A smug smile unconsciously appeared on Miao Yan's lips.
She waited a while, composed herself, before answering the phone.
"Honey, are you off work yet? I'm going to my grandpa's for dinner, do you want to come with me?"
Han Youyan's voice on the other end of the phone was gentle and patient.
The man had been pursuing her since college. She knew that Han Youyan was wealthy, while she was just an ordinary person. If she wanted to get close to him, she would need to have social status.
She knew all too well how to choose when given an opportunity, so when she appeared on that entertainment program, she didn't hesitate to reveal her past experiences.
As for what happens to Xie Ming, her nominal master, it's none of her business.
Doesn't he know what kind of person he is?
No money, no skills, no connections... he was utterly useless.
So what if she took advantage of him? Anyone can condemn a scumbag who cheats and deceives.
Miao Yan was merely "sacrificing her own family for the greater good."
Besides, if someone who has lived a miserable life can give her a boost in her life, then he hasn't lived in vain.
Although Feng Lumiao's "scheme" didn't kill Xie Ming, seeing that he's been gone for so long, it shouldn't affect her future life.
If he dares to show up, she's not afraid. If she can deal with him once, she can crush him a second time.
Looking back on the operation she planned with Feng Lumiao, she felt proud.
Later, she seized the opportunity to become a famous host in City B, established a persona of "self-reliance and self-improvement," and marrying into the wealthy Han family was no longer a difficult task.
This is also why she chose to become a journalist instead of entering the entertainment industry.
"Miaomiao? Are you very busy and unable to talk?"
"No, I was just thinking about a draft. What a coincidence! Yesterday I went to Mr. Deng's shop and saw Master Liu's birdcage from 10 years ago, and I bought it. It's a perfect gift for my grandfather."
Miao Yan's voice was melodious and pleasant, which made Han Youyan feel comfortable. He was overjoyed to learn that she had bought a birdcage for the old man's beloved pet.
"Oh dear, that must cost a lot of money. You haven't been working long, so you can't lose face in front of your colleagues by emptying your savings. I'll transfer some pocket money to you later, so don't be stingy with it."
"No way! It's not like you bought it for me. Grandpa is so good to me, I can't be stingy." Miao Yan stared at the rare diamond bracelet that Han Youyan had just given her on her left wrist, her expression one of rapture.
"You're the one who bought it! That's my allowance for my wife. I'll hang up now. Check your account later!"
"Hey hey hey..." Miao Yan said "hey" a few times and then the phone went dead.
Seeing the 500,000 yuan deposited into her account immediately, a smirk appeared on her face. She'd already made 400,000 yuan. Heh~
At this moment, Han Youyan's maternal family was not having the usual lively welcome for their nephew and niece-in-law to dinner. That's right, Han Youyan's maternal family was none other than Qin Zhenhai, the old man who gave Xie Ming 5 million yuan.
Sitting in his study, Qin Zhenhai's face was ashen. He had sent several groups of people to investigate immediately after hearing what the fortune teller had said that morning.
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