Chapter 76 Brother-in-law [VIP]
[Host, I've sent the text message you requested to your adoptive parents' phones~]
[It took a lot of hard work.]
[It's no trouble at all, I'm just serving the host!] The winged energy ball in the sea of consciousness proudly held its head high for a while.
Then, out of curiosity: [Aren't you worried that Fu Qingyan will get so angry that he loses his temper and won't take you to his grandfather's birthday party?]
[If you don't want to participate, then you don't have to.]
Qingran didn't care. Apart from Fu Qingyan, Fang's maternal grandfather was just a stranger to him.
Oh dear, it wasn't asking Grandpa Wen, it was asking Fu Qingyan.
[Host～～～] The system, which doesn't accept perfunctory treatment, twisted and acted coquettishly towards Qingran.
Qingran smiled slightly: [Okay, then I can only blame myself for overestimating myself and his feelings for me.]
The system doesn't understand, and I keep thinking about it, so does that mean I'm not worried?
Are you all packed? I'm almost there.
I received a voice message from a man on my phone.
Qingran sat on the sofa and took a picture of the living room and the front door in front of her.
[Image] Waiting for you~
After finishing posting, I took a sip of juice. Then I heard the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs from upstairs, from the bottom of the stairs to the sofa, and then gradually fading away.
Wearing a smart beige suit, Xi Qingning walked past Qingran in a hurry, leaving behind a "Good morning" before rushing to the dining table to start eating breakfast.
After taking a couple of bites, he realized something was off and looked at the person sitting on the sofa: "You're here so early today?"
Today is a workday, and normally only she should be in the living room; even her father hasn't been going to get off work on time for years.
Qingran said, "It's Mr. Wen's birthday today."
Xi Qingning understood immediately after hearing just that one sentence: Old Fu was going to take her unlucky little brother to meet his parents!
Mr. Wen was a leading figure in the field of Chinese studies; it would not be an exaggeration to say that his calligraphy was worth a thousand pieces of gold.
Xi Qingning had recently heard about the news of the other party's 60th birthday.
However, since the other party was not planning a big celebration and only intended to have a small family dinner, she asked her assistant to prepare a gift and give it to Mr. Fu to pass on, to express her feelings as a junior.
At this moment, he joked while chewing on a fried dough stick, "You two have been together for quite a while now, and you're still calling me Mr. Fu?"
Qingran lowered her head at the right moment, looking embarrassed.
The shy expression made Xi Qingning subconsciously smile like an aunt, but she quickly corrected herself and said, "Ahem, well, have you had breakfast yet?"
Qingran shook his head. He hadn't told the cook beforehand last night, and when he remembered after going downstairs, he was too lazy to say anything, since he was going out soon anyway.
“Then come and have some with me,” Xi Qingning invited him. “Auntie made a lot of food, I can’t finish it all by myself.”
Qingran thought for a moment, then took the juice and sat down opposite the woman.
As they ate and chatted, Xi Qingning asked Qingran if she had prepared a gift for Mr. Wen.
If you're still worried, she has a piece of calligraphy that someone gave her. It's a collection of essays written by an ancient scholar in his later years. Anyway, she doesn't know how to appreciate these things, so it would be perfect as a birthday gift for the old gentleman.
Qingran sensed the good intentions in the other person's words and worried that he hadn't prepared a gift or that the gift wasn't presentable, so she deliberately made up an excuse that she didn't understand calligraphy.
She answered obediently that the gift was ready.
Xi Qingning nodded without asking any further questions. She was in a hurry to leave for work and didn't chat with Qingran for long. She finished her food in a few bites, picked up her bag, and got up.
As soon as I stepped outside, I ran into Fu Qingyan, who was about to ring the doorbell.
"Oh, what a coincidence, Mr. Fu." She deliberately addressed Mr. Fu with the three words "Mr. Fu" in a teasing tone.
The man, with one hand casually in his pocket, asked in a relaxed and nonchalant manner, "Did you take the wrong medicine?"
Qingran calling it "fun" means she's being frivolous, while her calling it "she's taken the wrong medicine," right?
Xi Qingning sneered, blocking the fingerprint unlock switch with her hand: "Now your future is in my hands."
“It is Miss Qiaoxi.” Fu Qingyan raised an eyebrow.
“Very good, this is what they call being a wise person when you know when to yield.” Xi Qingning smiled smugly and pressed the switch to open the door. “Go in, your darling is still having breakfast inside.”
"Oh, and remember to wish Mr. Wen a happy birthday for me."
Fu Qingyan nodded: "Thank you on behalf of my grandfather."
Walk past her and go through the open door.
Inside, Qingran was sitting quietly at the table with her back to the living room, eating. Opposite the table was a display cabinet, and the reflective glass showed the figure of a man approaching.
The man has excellent body proportions because his long legs allow him to take wider strides, and his stable upper body balance gives him the air of a modern aristocrat.
Of course, given Fu Qingyan's status, it wouldn't be wrong to call him a noble young master.
He approached and gently touched Qingran's cheek from behind: "Good morning, baby."
Qingran calmly swallowed the food in her mouth: "Good morning, Mr. Fu."
He showed no surprise and did not react to the sudden touch on his face.
Fu Qingyan: "You recognized my voice?" He walked around to sit down in the seat opposite Qing Ning.
The tableware that had been used had been cleared away by the cleaning lady, and the tabletop was wiped clean and looked brand new.
Qingran shook her head, gesturing for him to look at the display cabinet behind her: "I can see it."
Fu Qingyan turned around and looked back, suddenly realizing what was happening.
Qingran asked him, "Have you had breakfast?"
"I just grabbed a quick bite on the way here," the man replied, noticing that most of the food in front of Qingran was still left.
"Eat slowly, no rush. It's not even nine o'clock yet. We can leave after you finish eating."
The green dye responded.
There were still a few shrimp dumplings and xiaolongbao left on the plate. He slowly picked at them with his chopsticks, his long, thick eyelashes drooping down to cover his clear eyes, making him look a little nervous.
"It's your grandfather's birthday. Will your whole family be there? Will there be a lot of people?"
Noticing his subtle movements, Fu Qingyan's eyes softened, and he began to explain in detail.
"It was just a small family dinner, not many people."
“My maternal grandparents only had two children in their lifetime. One is my uncle, who is two years older than my mother and is now a university professor.”
“My uncle is a non-marriage advocate. He usually takes care of my maternal grandfather. My maternal grandmother passed away a few years ago. The family composition is very simple.”
"The other child is my mother, Ms. Wen. As for Ms. Wen's children..."
The man chuckled at this point: "There's only you, Mr. Fu."
“My dad will go with his grandparents. There are also two uncles who are not very close to us, so they won’t be a problem.”
"And then there are the students my maternal grandfather took in..."
After giving a brief introduction to the students who might attend, Fu Qingyan asked gently, "Don't you like these kinds of complicated occasions?"
He chose to bring Qingran back early so that he could introduce her to his maternal grandfather, uncle, and Ms. Wen in advance, so that he wouldn't feel uncomfortable when there were more people around later.
Qingran: "It's a little unusual, and I don't know what the old gentleman likes, or whether he'll like the gift I prepared..."
As she spoke, she subconsciously looked at her hand and saw that it was empty, as if she had just realized that she had forgotten to bring a gift downstairs.
"My darling even prepared a gift? Looks like I went to all that trouble." Fu Qingyan teased.
He had actually prepared a copy for Qingran himself.
"I know basic manners." Qingran snorted irritably, put down her chopsticks, and stood up. "I forgot to bring the gift upstairs, I'll go get it."
Seeing that he hadn't finished his breakfast, Fu Qingyan said, "I'll go, you can eat in peace."
He straightened his sleeves and stood up: "Where did you put the things?"
Qingran didn't insist. After thinking for a moment, she said, "It should be at the head of the bed? Or at the foot of the bed, in a blue gift box."
"My room is on the second floor, the one with the little snake card on the door."
"clear."
The man noted down the key information, turned around, and went upstairs. His back was tall and straight, with broad shoulders that narrowed at the waist, making him look like someone you could hug.
Qingran watched his figure disappear at the top of the stairs, composed herself, and slowly sat down, her gaze lingering on the window.
Summer has arrived, and the weather has been lovely lately, with clear skies and gentle breezes almost every day.
Today is an exception.
The blue skies and white clouds of the past are gone; a gray sky hangs high in the sky, like a newly unfolded canvas, lacking vitality, waiting for the artist to put pen to paper.
"Dodo."
Tap the desktop with your fingertip.
Outside the window, the shadows of the trees swayed, and a wisp of wind blew in from somewhere, brushing past the treetops, lifting the curtains, and blowing into a half-open window on the second floor.
Qingran withdrew her gaze and continued eating. She picked up her chopsticks, took a small steamed bun, put it in her mouth, chewed it, and her cheeks bulged out. After a moment, she swallowed it with a faint expression.
It's getting a bit cold.
Was he going too far? The thought briefly crossed my mind.
However, it was his nature to always love the life-or-death struggle and dancing on the edge of a knife, and he could never learn to be calm and obedient.
He admitted defeat.
But he won't lose.
"This is me, Mr. Fu." A sigh escaped his lips.
After calmly finishing the rest of her breakfast and even drinking her juice, Qingran put down her cup and looked up at the still-quiet second floor.
It's been half an hour already.
What gift could take half an hour to carry? If he couldn't find it, the man didn't even call to ask him.
It can only be...
In order to preserve that thrill and tension, Qingran didn't even use her spiritual sense to observe the situation upstairs.
He then pulled out a tissue to wipe his lips, pulled out a chair, and went upstairs.
"Pat-pat, pat-pat, pat-pat."
The dragging sound of slippers on the floor was particularly noticeable.
Upstairs, the door with the snake cardboard sticker was open, and it was quiet inside.
"Mr. Fu, did you take a gift and then disappear?"
First came a voice that seemed to be complaining affectionately, and then a handsome young man appeared at the door.
In the room, Fu Qingyan was holding a tightly sealed gift bag in one hand and putting down his phone in the other, as if he had just finished a call.
"Coming right away," the man replied, his voice dry as if he hadn't spoken in a long time.
"Did you find the gift?" the young man asked as he approached, noticing the gift bag the man was carrying in his other hand. "Yes, this is it."
"I've finished breakfast, shall we set off now?"
"Hold on."
After handing the gift to Qingran, Fu Qingyan looked up and smiled helplessly, his handsome face showing some distress at encountering a thorny problem.
He said, "I just received some bad news, I'm going to compose myself."
This time, he was very quick, appearing in front of Qingran again from the bathroom in less than ten minutes.
The man seemed to have gone inside to wash his face; his hair was slightly damp on his forehead, and a few strands of black hair were scattered messily over his neat eyebrows, giving him an air of nobility mixed with a touch of casualness.
He took Qingran's wrist and said with a smile, "Let's go."
On the way downstairs, Qingran asked, "Have you dealt with the bad news?"
Fu Qingyan said, "I'll handle it in a bit."
Go downstairs, go out, and get in the car.
The gift bag was placed in the storage compartment next to the car door. The two fastened their seat belts, and Fu Qingyan turned the steering wheel and drove the car out of the villa area.
It was past nine o'clock, and the traffic was relatively smooth after the morning rush hour.
As the man drove, he casually remarked, "Honey, I don't think I ever asked you how you got back to the Xi family."
The front storage compartment of the car always contained several different flavors of candy. Qingran rummaged through them and picked out a milk candy.
As he peeled the candy, he said, "After I got the evidence, I asked the community security guard to hand it over to Xi Zhenye, and then Xi Zhenye let me in."
Fu Qingyan: "How did you find out about the Xi family?"
Qingran: "My adoptive parents accidentally let it slip during an argument. I went online to check and found out that Xi Zhenye has a son who is about the same age as me."
Tapping the steering wheel, Fu Qingyan asked, "So you mean you knew from the beginning that your biological father was Xi Zhenye and your sister was Xi Qingning?"
Qingran thought for a moment, then, with a candy in her mouth, said, "Mmm."
The man chuckled with a sigh: "Very clever."
Xi Zhenye and his wife are a CEO of a listed company and a pampered lady. How can Qing Ran not be considered clever to have the ability to obtain their hair?
Being smart, and having the ability to execute that intelligence.
The car sped along the deserted highway, and I noticed that the scenery outside the window was becoming increasingly desolate, gradually changing from a bustling metropolis to a densely wooded suburb.
Qingran asked in confusion, "Does the old gentleman live in the suburbs?"
After asking, I realized something was wrong. Fu Qingyan's uncle is a university professor. He lives in the suburbs to take care of his elderly father while also going to school to teach. It doesn't seem convenient at all.
My maternal grandfather did not live in the suburbs.
The man's answer confirmed this.
Qingran: "So where are we going?"
Fu Qingyan said nonchalantly, "I don't know, maybe we'll just find a place where nobody goes?"
Along with the voice, the car sped up faster and faster, the wind whistled past the windows, and the shadows of the trees blurred as they swept past on both sides.
A violent wind blew in from the other side of the window, which was not closed, making their hair disheveled.
Qingran was even more puzzled: "Why go to a place like this?"
“You should pretend to be scared right now, baby,” Fu Qingyan sighed.
The car slammed on the brakes and came to a sudden stop under a leafy tree, the strong push causing the two people inside to sway violently.
Leaning over the steering wheel, Fu Qingyan turned his head, his eyes revealing a deep and sharp depth despite his non-prescription blue light blocking glasses.
"Why come to a place like this? Shouldn't you know perfectly well, baby? Was that report deliberately shown to me?"
With Qingran's intelligence, she wouldn't have forgotten the evidence in such an obvious place, especially right next to the gift box.
Perhaps the other party wasn't sure if he would actually open and read the report after seeing it, but then a coincidental wind came along.
He saw it, and he understood it.
He unbuckled his seatbelt, leaned over, and took out the gift bag from Qingran's side. The pretty drawstring unfurled, and he pulled out a folded piece of paper from inside.
Fu Qingyan looked at the date on the paper: April 26th.
The test results came out on April 26th, so the evidence must have been collected before that date.
Before they knew Xi Qingning was there, they were still collecting evidence.
Did Qingran know about Xi Qingning's existence first, or did she get to know him first?
"You knew about my relationship with Xi Qingning the moment you met me?"
Qingran unbuckled her seatbelt methodically, concealing the puzzled and bewildered expression on her face.
Scared? Tsk, who would be scared at that speed?
Hearing this, her eyes crinkled into a smile: "Yes, I know~"
Knowing this, they still pretended to be angry and avoid suspicion!
The man suddenly clenched his right hand, and the smooth paper instantly crumpled into a ball.
Fu Qingyan crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it aside. He raised his eyes and stared at Qing Ran with a deep look, as if a storm was brewing.
"Did you approach me because I'm Fu Qingyan, or because I'm Xi Qingning's boyfriend?"
Since Qingran already knew about him and his relationship with Xi Qingning, the so-called chance encounter was no longer a chance encounter.
Thinking back on what I did when I was pursuing someone...
Yes, there is never a chance encounter without a reason.
"Did you approach me because I'm Fu Qingyan, or because I'm Xi Qingning's boyfriend?"
The man asked again, his dark eyes fixed on Qingran, his tone low and dangerous.
"Think carefully before you answer me, baby."
Qingran paused before she could finish her sentence.
What's the meaning?
Does that mean that even if he approached Fu Qingyan because he was Xi Qingning's boyfriend, as long as he answered no, the other party would believe him?
Or perhaps it's not a matter of belief, but rather a willingness to turn a blind eye and not investigate further?
In that instant, another handsome face, concealing pain, suddenly flashed through my mind.
A brief lapse in concentration caused Qingran to be a beat slow in her reply, but Fu Qingyan perceived it as a tacit agreement.
Oh.
He chuckled self-deprecatingly, but quickly suppressed his laughter and picked up his phone: "Okay, I'll grant your wish."
Qingran instinctively reached out to stop him: "What are you doing?"
Fu Qingyan sneered.
"Don't you like calling me brother-in-law? I'll call your sister right now and tell her that the previous clarification is null and void. I can still play the role of her boyfriend, and it's even okay if we get engaged or married."
"You don't need to worry about her disagreeing. With the resources and connections that come with the future Mrs. Fu, it's enough to entice her."
Xi Qingning: ? ? ? Am I part of your play?
As the man spoke, he tapped the communication interface, his finger almost touching the three characters "Xi Qingning".
Qingran slammed the phone down.
Fu Qingyan glanced at the phone that had fallen into the gap between the seats, then raised his eyes with a half-smile.
"What, you don't want to call me brother-in-law anymore?"
Through his eyes, devoid of any smile, Qingran seemed to see the unbridled madness beneath that elegant exterior.
The man moved closer, grabbed his chin, his smile vanished, and said in a low, harsh voice, "You know what, baby, you just need to be fucked."
A note from the author:
There are about two or three more chapters left before this world ends.
Thanks for the lightning strike, thanks for the watering, chirp!
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