Chapter 25

Is this the power of genes?

Qiao Nianwen and Wan Bohong have very different personalities, completely opposite growth trajectories, and even completely different career directions, but they just happened to fall in love with the same girl.

I've only heard that twins would like the same type of people before, but I didn't expect that this pair of brothers with a three or four year age difference would also be like this.

Who is it? Who is it? Who is speaking...

Qiao Nianwen looked around sharply, trying to find the person who was secretly spreading rumors. Then, no one was talking, and no one dared to meet his eyes. But he was absolutely sure that they all heard it.

This realization made him angry, and underneath his anger, he felt an inexplicable panic.

Because he actually had some impression of the nanny mentioned in the voice. She was driven away by his mother.

Growing up, she was just one of the countless nannies, drivers, secretaries, etc. that her mother had driven away. However, she was also the one her mother hated the most. It was said that her father almost divorced his mother because of her.

If it was her, if she was really Wan Bohong's mother, then could Wan Bohong...

No, he had just taken over the Qiao family and would never allow anyone to come out and share a piece of the pie with him at this time.

"Brother Awen..."

Stay calm. The news that person said might not be true. Maybe his competitors deliberately released it to harass him.

"Brother Awen!" Ou Lingling said coquettishly, and pulled her hand out with force. Tears welled up in her eyes instantly, and she said angrily, "What are you thinking about? You hurt my hand!"

"Lingling..." Qiao Nianwen murmured, and his heart ached when he saw the obvious red mark on Xibai's wrist. "It's my fault. I hurt you."

The handsome man gently held her wrist in his hand and rubbed it. The warm air blew on it, and also burned Ou Lingling's cheeks. She pretended to pull it out, but didn't pull it out. She maintained this posture and said softly, "Brother Awen, don't do this. There are so many people here."

"Heh." Qiao Nianwen raised the corners of his lips playfully, lifted up the wrist in his hand and kissed it lightly, and said disdainfully: "It doesn't matter if they are here, I just have to let them see, so that there won't be those blind people coveting me."

Qiao Nianwen's cold gaze was fixed on Wan Bohong in the monitor, and his eyes became increasingly darker.

He would no longer tolerate this man appearing in front of him. Even if Ou Lingling was unwilling, he would get rid of Wan Bohong.

"By the way, Brother Awen," Ou Lingling moved her fingers gently, signaling Qiao Nianwen to lean over. She tiptoed slightly, her eyes trembled, and said in a low voice, "Is what that person said just now true?"

"That's fake. Let's go. There's a banquet tomorrow and you have to accompany me."

Ou Lingling let Qiao Nianwen pull her away, her eyes drooping behind her fairy fur, dim and unclear.

No one knows that the new star Ou Lingling has a secret.

She was not a rich lady, but a thoroughly poor child. Her father was unknown, her mother died young, and she grew up with her grandmother in a village in the city, making a living by picking up scraps.

Wan Bohong and his mother were her neighbors. When she was about nine years old, someone drove a luxury car to the urban village to look for Wan's mother. Wan's mother ran over to ask them for help, but was hidden by her grandmother.

That day, she happened to be ill and did not go to school. She hid in her room and heard the conversation between Wan's mother and grandmother, and thus learned about Wan Bohong's life experience. She still remembers that after hearing those words, she dragged her thin body and struggled to move the debris piled up by the window. The window was difficult to open due to years of disrepair, and it took her a long time to open a small gap.

The people downstairs were already getting ready to leave. She only saw a man with a handsome back opening the car door and then looking up casually.

a startling glance.

Ou Lingling sighed in her heart. Later, she happened to see the man on TV. His name was Qiao Liangze. His eyebrows and eyes were gentle. The white hair at his temples and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes could not detract from his demeanor. He was exactly the same as the image of her father that her mother had described when she was a child and that she had imagined.

She wants to be Qiao Liangze's daughter.

In order to achieve this goal, she tried her best to be nice to Wan Bohong from that day on, and when she grew up, she did everything she could to get to know Qiao Nianwen.

She is only one step away from her childhood dream, but she is no longer the little girl she once was.

Qiao Liangze is old now. What she wants now is not a vague father, but the position of the mistress of the Qiao family. The two possible heirs are already firmly in her hands. This position is simply within her reach.

Whoever gets a foothold in Qiao's family, she will help solve the other one.

[Oh my god, this relationship is so messed up! ]

It came again. Qiao Nianwen pulled Ou Lingling's hand and tightened it again, his pace speeding up unconsciously.

[Ou Lingling is actually the illegitimate child of the Qiao family! What’s wrong with the people of the Qiao family? Are they like seed drills, sowing seeds everywhere?]

The voice in his heart stopped for a moment, not for any other reason, but because Song Zhiyi needed to cool down the CPU that was running at high speed.

"Lingling." The photoshoot just ended. Wan Bohong, who got the news, ran over with a bright smile. When he saw Ou Lingling being pulled by Qiao Nianwen, his anger was suppressed by surprise before he could even show up. He murmured, "The Qiao family's illegitimate child? What does that mean?"

Is that what he thought? If Lingling is also from the Qiao family, then what else can Qiao Nianwen use to fight with him?

Qiao Nianwen turned a deaf ear to his inner voice and forced himself to leave quickly, but the person behind him suddenly stopped. He turned around and took in the shock on Ou Lingling's face that had not yet been suppressed.

"That's enough. Who is talking nonsense?" Qiao Nianwen felt a surge of anger in his heart. His eyes turned red. "Is it you? Is it you?"

Everyone he looked at involuntarily took a step back and lowered their heads.

"Wan Bohong, was this you who did this?" He let go of Ou Lingling, rushed over and grabbed Wan Bohong by the collar.

"Make way, make way, tsk." Song Zhiyu limped over, glanced at the two people who were in a stalemate at the door, and then cryptically scanned the hidden position of the proxy photographer in the distance, and said impatiently: "If you want to fight, go to the activity room, what are you doing blocking here."

After saying that, he squeezed in with the help of Qi Nanfeng and closed half of the door.

When Song Zhiyi heard her brother's voice, she finally turned her attention away from the character card book.

[Wow, what happened suddenly, Shura Field? Are they going to fight? ]

Qiao Nianwen's face darkened in an instant. Wan Bohong sneered, smoothed the wrinkles on his collar casually, took a few steps forward, took Ou Lingling's left hand, and said softly: "Lingling, you must feel bad when you suddenly know such a thing. Come on, I'll take you to find a quiet place to calm down."

"Leave, haha, where can you go? You are not allowed to leave!" Qiao Nianwen clenched his fists and then unclenched them, with crisp crackling sounds coming from the joints.

Wan Bohong pulled Ou Lingling and said expressionlessly: "Master Qiao, you'd better understand that if Lingling is the daughter of the Qiao family, then she is your biological sister. Please don't stop us, you have lost your qualifications."

Qiao Nianwen laughed in anger: "You believed a few random words from that ghostly person, or do you really believe that she was brought here by you?"

Of course, Wan Bohong would not easily believe these nonsense, but looking at Qiao Nianwen's reaction, he probably had a guess about who was behind it. It was obvious that it must have been done by Qiao Nianwen's business rival, who might have even ignored his own reaction.

But since this information is beneficial to him, he doesn't mind being used.

Wan Bohong's blunt eyes curved slightly. He raised his hand holding Ou Lingling's and said as if to declare his sovereignty: "It would be the best outcome for her if I take her away, right, Lingling?"

The second half of the sentence was naturally addressed to Ou Lingling, but she was so confused at the moment that she had no time to think and just responded randomly.

Meanwhile, Song Zhiyu successfully reunited with her sister and couldn't help but complain, "What are those people doing? Are they acting in an idol drama? Sister, that man in a suit, why do I feel like he looks familiar?"

"We've met people from the Qiao family at the banquet." Song Zhiyi replied to him softly, and at the same time smiled and nodded at Qi Nanfeng as a greeting.

"The Qiao family... that Qiao what-Wen?" Song Zhiyu muttered, "Didn't my parents say that the Qiao family is full of playboys? He doesn't look like one."

"Who knows?" Song Zhiyi replied casually, his eyes always following the battle situation in front of him.

They quarreled about something in a mess. Qiao Nianwen looked furious, with veins popping out on his forehead. "Wan Bohong, do you think you can be together if you take Ou Lingling away?"

Anger made him speak without thinking, almost roaring: "Who do you think you are? You are also a child of my Qiao family, my biological brother! Lingling is our common biological sister!"

"What did you say?" Wan Bohong staggered uncontrollably and looked at Ou Lingling in disbelief.

"Brother Hong, I just found out about this," Ou Lingling said in a soft voice, as if she was suppressing something. "But, but when I was a child, I did see a stranger come to see my aunt. It seemed, it seemed to be your biological father. Now that I think about it, he and Brother Awen seem to look a lot like each other."

After stuttering out the short sentence, Ou Lingling lowered her head sadly. Her brown wavy hair fell down like a curtain, hiding her uncontrollable smile.

That’s great, that’s great, it turns out that the father she imagined was really her biological father.

The mistress of the Qiao family passed away five or six years ago, but Qiao Liangze... no, I should say dad, but dad seems to be in good health and often attends activities. If I get to know him, I will definitely become the only and most spoiled little lady in the Qiao family.

[No, I don’t understand a word of what this group of people are saying.]

Song Zhiyi frowned in confusion, and to verify, he carefully looked at the character card book in his hand twice.

[I didn't see it wrong, but why did Qiao Nianwen say that Ou Lingling is his biological sister? 】

It turns out it isn’t!

Qiao Nianwen was furious and overjoyed, and felt his blood boiling. He had forgotten all his previous doubts about the voice, and rushed forward to grab Ou Lingling's other hand, saying with a determined tone:

"You heard it, Lingling, we can still..."

[Ou Lingling is obviously his aunt in terms of generation! Haha, my dear aunt. 】

"... together, yeah?"