When Qin Fei was sent flying, he was already unconscious.
The living room fell into a dead silence. Old Master Qin froze for a moment before his face twisted with fury. "Yang Chen!"
Qin Xi was also startled and quickly spoke up, "Grandfather, don't blame Yang Chen. He didn't come here today with any ill intentions—"
"Shut up!" Old Master Qin roared. "He nearly crippled Xiao Fei—and you say he had no ill intentions?"
"Don't think that just because you're responsible for the contract between Sanhe Group and the Qin family, I'll think highly of you. Sanhe Group is cooperating with us because they see potential in the Qin family. Even without you, someone else would handle the contract."
"Let me make this clear—in my eyes, you're nothing. The only reason your family hasn't been expelled from the clan is because you still have some use to us."
"Get out! Get out right now! And never step foot in the Qin family again!"
Old Master Qin's words were like sharp knives, stabbing into Qin Xi's heart, leaving her in unbearable pain.
Her head hung low as tears fell like rain.
Fang Yue sneered, "Do you think shedding a few tears will earn Grandfather's pity? He told you to get out, so stop pretending. Take your useless husband and leave!"
Yang Wei watched the scene with amusement, saying nothing, though his shrewd eyes occasionally lingered on Qin Xi, which only fueled Fang Yue's anger.
Yang Chen remained expressionless, coldly observing everything, though he couldn't help but feel indignant on Qin Xi's behalf.
If not for Qin Xi's plea, the Qin family would have already been ruined.
"Xiao Xi, everything you've done for the Qin family has long repaid their so-called 'kindness' in raising you. Since they're so ungrateful, let them fend for themselves," Yang Chen finally spoke.
Qin Xi's eyes were filled with sorrow. She wiped away her tears and looked up, her eyes still red.
She stared deeply at Old Master Qin. "Grandfather, in your heart… have you ever truly seen me as your granddaughter?"
Old Master Qin scoffed. "Don't be naive. Your father was brought into the family when your grandmother married me. Did you really think I'd treat you as my own flesh and blood?"
Qin Xi's eyes filled with despair. She gave a bitter smile and shook her head. "I understand now."
With that, she turned and walked out of the living room.
Yang Chen glanced at Old Master Qin, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "One day, you'll beg her to come back."
After leaving those words, he followed Qin Xi out.
"Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!" Old Master Qin trembled with rage at Yang Chen's words.
Just then, someone rushed into the living room in a panic. "Chairman, President Xiong is here!"
"President Xiong? Which President Xiong?" Old Master Qin was momentarily confused.
"Xiong Bowen from the Xiong family of Jiangzhou, the head of Bocheng Entertainment. He's here in person, but… he's carrying someone on a stretcher who seems to be disabled. It looks like trouble."
"What?!" Old Master Qin paled and immediately rushed out.
Fang Yue glanced at Yang Wei. "Brother Yang, shall we go take a look?"
"Sure," Yang Wei agreed easily.
When Old Master Qin reached the entrance, he was stunned by the sight before him.
"Mr. Yang, on behalf of the Xiong family, I've brought this piece of trash to apologize to you!" Xiong Bowen bowed deeply, his voice loud and solemn.
The scene struck Old Master Qin like a bolt of lightning.
Fang Yue and Yang Wei soon joined him. Fang Yue gaped in shock, while even Yang Wei narrowed his eyes slightly.
Behind Xiong Bowen, several men carried a stretcher bearing Xiong Boren.
The Xiong family was one of Jiangzhou's top-tier families, their influence undeniable. Xiong Bowen had been publicly acknowledged by the family head as the heir apparent.
Yet here he was, personally apologizing to Yang Chen.
All eyes turned to Yang Chen. Was he really just the disgraced son-in-law they had dismissed as trash?
For the first time, Old Master Qin began to doubt his judgment. Fang Yue's eyes widened as she stared at Yang Chen.
"Mr. Yang, I was wrong. Please spare the Xiong family. From now on, we'll follow your lead," Xiong Boren pleaded from the stretcher.
Yang Chen coldly observed the Xiong brothers. The Xiong family's methods were ruthless—they had actually crippled Xiong Boren's legs.
"Are you sure you've got the right person? He's just a worthless outcast," Fang Yue blurted out, then pointed at Yang Wei. "He's the real Mr. Yang!"
*Slap!*
Xiong Bowen struck Fang Yue across the face. "What kind of trash are you? How dare you insult Mr. Yang? If you don't know what's going on, shut your mouth. One more word, and I'll smash your teeth in!"
He then turned back to Yang Chen, bowing again. "Mr. Yang, the Xiong family is here with sincerity. This piece of trash has already been crippled by our family head. If not for his poor health, he would've come to apologize in person."
However, Yang Chen saw no sincerity—only a performance.
"Yang Chen, let it go," Qin Xi suddenly spoke.
Yang Chen had been ready to annihilate the Xiong family, but since Qin Xi intervened, he had no choice but to relent.
"Consider this a favor to my wife. I'll let the Xiong family off this time. But if there's a next time, the Xiong family won't exist anymore," Yang Chen said coldly.
Xiong Boren's face lit up with relief. Though his legs were ruined, at least he was alive.
"Thank you, Mr. Yang! Thank you!" The Xiong brothers kowtowed repeatedly.
"Get lost," Yang Chen snapped. The Xiong family quickly retreated.
"Let's go," Yang Chen said, leading Qin Xi away.
Old Master Qin was utterly stunned. He never imagined that the family he had cast out would have such a formidable son-in-law.
The Xiong family was a top-tier powerhouse in Jiangzhou—something the Qin family could only dream of becoming. Yet their heir had just bowed to Yang Chen.
Fang Yue snorted. "What a convincing act. Since when do worthless trash have the guts to deceive the Xiong family heir?"
"What do you mean?" Old Master Qin frowned.
Fang Yue smirked. "Grandfather, isn't it obvious? The Xiong family got the wrong person. That was Xiong Bowen—the future head of the Xiong family. Why would he bow to some nobody?"
"Wrong person?"
Old Master Qin had been drowning in confusion, but Fang Yue's explanation made sense.
"Grandfather, didn't Xiong Bowen say 'Mr. Yang'? He must have been apologizing to Brother Yang."
Fang Yue giggled, then looked at Yang Wei with admiration. "Brother Yang, am I right?"
Yang Wei didn't know the truth, but since Fang Yue was handing him an opportunity to show off, he wasn't about to refuse. He smiled modestly. "I did have a minor conflict with the Xiong family recently. I just didn't expect them to track me down here to apologize."
"So that's it!" Fang Yue exclaimed. "What a shame they got the wrong person. But don't worry—once the Xiong family realizes their mistake, Yang Chen is finished."
"Young Master Yang, you're truly impressive to make the Xiong family apologize in person," Old Master Qin laughed heartily, finally understanding.
His mind began calculating. The Yang family might be from another city, but if they could make the Xiong family bow, then once Fang Yue married into the Yang family, the Qin family's rise to the top would be guaranteed.
The more he thought about it, the more pleased he was with Yang Wei. He almost wanted to arrange the wedding on the spot.
"Chairman Qin, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave," Yang Wei said suddenly.
Old Master Qin quickly replied, "Xiao Yue, you don't need to come to the company these next few days. Entertain Young Master Yang on my behalf."
"Yes, Grandfather!" Fang Yue agreed eagerly.
Yang Wei smirked inwardly but maintained a pleasant facade as he left with Fang Yue.
"Brother Yang, you're so young—you must not be married yet, right?" Fang Yue asked flirtatiously while driving.
Yang Wei knew exactly what she was hinting at.
"What do you think, Xiao Yue?" He gave her a roguish grin, his gaze turning suggestive.
Fang Yue shivered, her grip on the steering wheel faltering.
"You're so handsome, Brother Yang. I bet you're still single," she said, cheeks flushing as if oblivious to his implications.
Yang Wei grew bolder.
Fang Yue's face burned crimson. "B-Brother Yang, where… where should we go now?"
"My hotel," Yang Wei said, a glint in his eyes.
Fang Yue, already intoxicated by his attention, couldn't have been more willing.
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Meanwhile, after leaving the Qin Corporation, Yang Chen took Qin Xi straight to Sanhe Group.
She remained despondent the entire way, and Yang Chen's heart ached for her.
"Yang Chen, you can drop me off at the company entrance," Qin Xi said softly, not wanting to risk exposing his identity.
Yang Chen nodded. "I'll pick you up after work. We'll get Xiao Xiao together." 杨陈点点头. "下班后我会接你.我们将Xiao Xiao在一起."
"Okay," Qin Xi replied before walking away. "好吧," Qin XI走开前回答.
Yang Chen watched her until she disappeared, then pulled out his phone and dialed a number. 杨陈看着她,直到她消失,然后掏出电话并拨打了一个号码.
"Find out everything about a man surnamed Yang who visited the Qin Corporation earlier—around thirty years old." "找出有关一个男人居住的一切,他早些时候访问了秦公司 - 三十岁."
He wasn't being paranoid. That man's gaze toward Qin Xi had been far too predatory. Yang Chen refused to let anything happen to her. 他不是偏执的.那个人凝视秦十一的目光太过掠夺了.杨陈拒绝让任何事情发生在她身上.
Soon, his phone rang. 很快,他的电话响了.
"It's Yang Wei from Zhoucheng," Luo Bin reported. "The Yang family is a borderline first-tier family there, and their most notable asset is Chenghe Group. The woman we encountered at Beiyuanchun Restaurant, Yang Liu, is his younger sister." "是Zhoucheng的Yang Wei," Luo Bin报道. "杨家族在那里是一个边界的第一层家庭,他们最著名的资产是成che集团.我们在杨刘刘餐厅遇到的那个女人是他的妹妹."
Yang Chen's eyes narrowed. "In that case, make sure the Yang family's business never sets foot in Jiangzhou again."杨陈的眼睛睁开了. "在这种情况下,请确保杨家族的业务再也不会踏入江苏."