On the same night that Lele confessed her love to Qiao An on the big screen, Jinchan's official website published a long article.
Hello everyone, I am Zhang Yanshu. I don't have a personal social media account, so I'm using Jin Chan's account to announce something.
Qiao An is indeed my and Jin Jin's biological son. Jin Qihuai has no blood relation to us. Moreover, after learning about this, Jin Qihuai and his wife did some things that hurt Qiao An's family in order to fight for their interests, which made Jin Jin and me feel deeply saddened.
After careful consideration, I hereby announce that Jin Jin and I have only one son, Qiao An. The kinship between the Jin family and Jin Qihuai ends here. From now on, may we each take care of ourselves and live our lives well.
Given that the reason for the child swap involves some personal grievances, I won't go into too much detail here. It's a family matter, and there's no need to burden public resources with excessive discussions.
Thank you for your attention. We hope that in the future, everyone will focus more on the contributions cicadas make to society. That's all.
The next morning, Mu Hua opened the live stream, and a million netizens flooded in instantly. Everyone had come to watch the drama unfold after seeing yesterday's trending topics.
Wow, our CEO Ha is amazing! The only son of the Jin family, he'll be the richest man in the future!
Does that mean Jinse and Jinchan will merge? A powerful alliance! Incredible!
Although I'm very curious about the secret behind President Ha and Jin Qi'an switching identities, Zhang Yanshu told us to respect that, so I will. The important thing is that President Ha is doing well; I don't care about anything else.
Mu Hua held a camera up to Qiao An's face early in the morning to film her, but Qiao An slapped it away.
"Mu Hua, have you been bored these past few days? You've been carrying around this crappy camera filming all day long. I'll beat your head off later."
Mu Hua wasn't angry. Instead, he smiled and reminded him, "President Ha, please watch your words. This is a live broadcast right now, and there are over two million viewers online. Please be mindful of your public image as the successor of the Golden Cicada."
Upon hearing that it was being broadcast live, Qiao An's expression changed instantly.
One second he was grumbling and cursing, the next he was all smiles and making a heart shape with his hands towards the camera.
In the live stream room,
[Hahaha, even as the heir, CEO Ha is still such a goofball.]
Ha Zong can be said to have a very strong survival instinct.
Yes, public image is still important. Even grapefruit is being attacked now, and Fan Yue is busy doing public relations and apologizing everywhere. I really admire that idiot Fan Yingjiao.
[Idiots always reap what they sow. Fan Yingjiao is probably having a hard time now, and Fan Yue will likely have to cut ties with her to feel better.]
After breakfast, Qiao An drove Du Xiaoruo and Lele to the Wencheng City Detention Center at the time the lawyer had instructed.
It was the first time any of the three of them had been to a place like this. High walls and electric fences, several large black birds flying overhead, and prison guards escorting prisoners everywhere created a suffocating atmosphere.
Lele was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she silently clutched Du Xiaoruo's clothes tightly.
In the meeting room, the Kim family, mother and her two children, were accompanied by prison guards and sat around a long conference table.
Just as Joan and the others arrived, a lawyer dressed in a black suit walked in carrying a black briefcase. He nodded to everyone in a formal manner, and then opened the will in front of everyone.
The lawyer opened the will and began to read it aloud with a serious expression.
Testator: Qiao Rukun
I own Qiao Family Villa, located in the western suburbs of Wencheng City, and hold 47% of the original shares of Jinse Group. This is all my personal property, Qiao Rukun's. I hereby voluntarily make the following will: upon my death, Qiao Lele will inherit all my property. Before Qiao Lele reaches adulthood, the entrusted company will manage the company shares and maintain the villa.
The testator is Qiao Rukun.
Date of making the will: July 29, 2014.
The lawyer closed the folder, looked around solemnly, and said, "Gentlemen, the will presentation is now complete. Do you have any further questions?"
Kim Hee-jin's hands trembled slightly beneath her handcuffs. Her bloodshot eyes widened as she turned and sharply questioned Jo An.
"Did you do something? Why did Qiao Rukun's entire inheritance go to Qiao Lele? On what grounds?"
Lele was already unhappy about becoming the heir, and now that he saw Kim Hee-jin angry, he angrily retorted.
“I won’t take this money. I’ve already consulted with all the relevant authorities. When I come of age, I will give all of this money to my father because I have my own dreams to pursue.”
After hearing Lele's words, Kim Hee-jin became even angrier.
She struggled frantically to break free of the handcuffs, the metal cuffs slamming loudly against the table. Veins bulged on her forehead as she roared in fury.
"It was you! You must have done something! You're trying to seize the Qiao family this way, you vicious wolf cub..."
The prison guards restrained the agitated Kim Hee-jin and urged them, "The will has been read, please leave now."
Everyone stood up and walked outside one after another.
Just as she was about to leave the meeting room, Joan suddenly turned to look at Kim Hee-jin, her tone calm but tinged with a hint of sarcasm.
"You treat me like a wolf every day, yet you don't know that Qiao Rukun's real son is growing up healthy right before your eyes. Well, besides your lovey-dovey relationships, you can't see anything else in your family of three. Qiao Qingchuan is obsessed with his mother, Qiao Qingmeng is obsessed with her brother, and not a single one of you is normal. And your Zhang Hongge, you lived and died for him, but guess what he's doing now?"
Joan took a photo out of her handbag and pushed it in front of Kim Hee-jin. The photo showed a family of three having a picnic on the grass in a park.
Kim Hee-jin stared at the man in the photo. Although his hair was gray and his face was wrinkled, she recognized him at a glance. He was Zhang Hongge, whom she had been longing for.
Her eyes were so red they looked like they were about to bleed. She was willing to fight the whole world for him, while he got married and had children, living the peaceful and lively life he had always longed for.
Zhang Hongge was undoubtedly the last straw that broke Jin Xizhen's back. She let out a mournful cry, a sound like the howl of a wild beast, mixed with helpless pain and anger.
The sarcasm in Qiao An's eyes faded, and he quickly walked out of the interview room, hurriedly following Du Xiaoruo and Lele who were walking ahead.
He squeezed between the two of them, took one hand in each, and walked out of the gloomy prison into the warm morning sun.
Once in the car, Qiao An noticed that Lele was holding a letter.
He casually asked, "What is this?"
Lele stared listlessly out the car window with her big eyes, as if she hadn't heard Qiao An's words. She tilted her head and pressed her nose against the window, letting the window squeeze her nose flat.
Qiao An turned to look at Du Xiaoruo and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with this ancestor again?"
Du Xiaoruo rubbed Lele's fluffy head.
"The lawyer just gave him a letter privately, saying it was left for him by Qiao Rukun."
Lele suddenly raised her head and shouted at Qiao An, "I won't look! If I look, it will prove that I acknowledge him. I will not acknowledge him. In this world, I, Qiao Lele, only have one father, and that father is Qiao An."
Qiao An was stunned by his shout. After a couple of seconds, she shouted back loudly.
"Qiao Lele, do you need a beating? If you don't admit it, then don't admit it, so why are you yelling at me?"
Lele puffed out her cheeks and glared angrily at Qiao An.
Qiao An raised her hand and poked Lele on the forehead. "If you glare at me again, I'll cut you down."
Lele slapped his hand away, too lazy to pay him any attention, turned her head and continued to shove her nose against the car window, letting the glass flatten her nose.
After arguing with Qiao An, Lele felt a little better, and the anger that had been weighing on her heart since entering the detention center finally eased.
Zhang Yanshu had prepared lunch and would eat it as soon as they got home.
It's been a bit chilly these past few days, and Zhang Yanshu has been saying that autumn is the time to "stick to autumn fat" (eat more to prepare for winter). He made a pot of rich meat soup with beef bones, and set up a brass hot pot in the yard, adding charcoal to the center part that looks like a small chimney. The bone broth around the outer ring quickly started bubbling.
Lele had never seen a hot pot like this before. He went over to look at it for a while, and then a gust of wind blew a flame from the charcoal fire, which suddenly shot into his face. Lele covered his eyes and cried out in pain.
This is terrible! Everyone rushed over here, and Jin Jin told the housekeeper to contact a doctor immediately.
Du Xiaoruo carefully examined Lele's wound by prying it open, then turned to Jin Jin and the others and said...
"It's okay, it's just that a little bit of your eyebrow was burned off. You're not injured. Your eyebrow will grow back in a few days."
Joan bent over and looked for a while. After confirming that nothing serious was wrong, she joked,
"It's nothing, he just looks a bit like Voldemort."
Upon hearing this, Lele's big, dark eyes welled up with tears, and she pouted in protest, "I'm not like Voldemort."
Jin Jin raised her foot and kicked Qiao An in the butt. "Are you out of your mind? You were fine, but you made me cry out of nowhere."
Qiao An was kicked, and Zhang Yanshu was furious, so he started arguing with Jin Jin.
"It's alright, it's alright," Du Xiaoruo quickly reassured her. "I'm good at drawing eyebrows, I'm really good at it, I'll draw them for you."
Du Xiaoruo borrowed Zhang Yanshu's eyebrow pencil and filled in the small patch of Lele's eyebrow that had been burned off. Lele looked in the mirror and could hardly tell that it had been burned unless you looked closely.
She felt much better after Joan told her she looked like Voldemort, but she still seemed preoccupied.
Du Xiaoruo crouched down and asked softly, "Is it because of that letter?"
Lele nodded, feeling a little embarrassed that Du Xiaoruo had seen through her thoughts.
Du Xiaoruo helped him straighten his messy curly hair. His hair grows very fast and has grown quite a bit now. He tied it back with a hair tie, giving him a retro prince vibe.
"If you're really curious, just open the letter and take a look. Once you've read it, you can put it down."
Lele's long, thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he reached out and hooked his little finger around Du Xiaoruo's.
"Then Mom, you come with me."
The two of them picked up the letter, walked to the grape trellis in the yard, and sat down by Jin Jin's chessboard. Lele took out the letter and spread it on the chessboard. The contents of the letter were short and straightforward, and even with Lele's level of literacy, she could easily understand the meaning of the letter.
Lele pointed to the contents of the letter and asked uncertainly,
"Mom, I'm not actually Qiao Rukun's child, am I?"
Du Xiaoruo nodded. "According to the contents of the letter, you are indeed not Qiao Rukun's child."
Is my father's name Beihua?
"Hmm... Lele, these two characters are pronounced Pei Ye."
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