Chapter 252

Chapter 252

This man looked to be around fifty, with neatly combed hair and eyes somewhat similar to Wang Qinghe’s. At the moment, he was scrutinizing his surroundings with a furrowed brow.

His gaze was sharp.

He had a dignified appearance, exuding an air of authority even when not angry.

When he saw Bai Xiuxiu and Wang Qinghe come out, he was somewhat shocked.

Qi Yingying, upon seeing them, nervously clutched her husband's sleeve: "Old He, see? I didn’t lie to you, did I? Look at him..."

When He Zhifei saw Wang Qinghe, all his doubts vanished; this was definitely his child.

Initially, he had been skeptical. If Youde had the Old Wang family steal the child, why would they be willing to raise him?

Back then, they could barely feed themselves. Would they really raise the child just to extort Youde later?

It seemed unreasonable, and it was possible that this was their own child, now trying to pass off as his son.

However, seeing Wang Qinghe, He Youde’s doubts were completely dispelled.

Wang Qinghe’s eyebrows and eyes resembled his, while his nose was like Yingying’s.

In terms of overall demeanor, he reminded him of his aunt when she was young.

This was his child!

A descendant of the He family.

"Do you have something to discuss?" Wang Qinghe asked Qi Yingying, guessing who the man beside her was.

Probably his father, whom he had never met.

Seeing his indifferent attitude, Qi Yingying hurriedly introduced them: "Child, this is your father. Didn’t I tell you yesterday that I would bring him to meet you?

He was busy with work, so we went home yesterday, dealt with some matters, and then bought tickets.

There were no direct trains last night, so we changed several times to get here early to see you.

You..."

Bai Xiuxiu and Wang Qinghe exchanged a glance, then opened the door for the two: "Come in and talk."

At this moment, she needed to give these two a way out, while Wang Qinghe just needed to maintain a cold demeanor.

He Youde and Qi Yingying entered the courtyard.

When they reached the house, Old Lady Wei was preparing breakfast.

Hearing the door, she asked cheerfully, "Xiuxiu, who’s knocking on our door so early in the morning..."

Before she could finish, she saw the two people who followed in, clearly not ordinary visitors.

Noticing some resemblance to her son-in-law, she guessed they must be the biological parents of her son-in-law that they had been talking about recently?

Qi Yingying was also unhappy to see Old Lady Wei.

She had heard that this Old Lady Wei was Bai Xiuxiu’s mother. How could a mother stay at her daughter’s house? Didn’t she know it would cause trouble for the child?

"We are..." Qi Yingying prepared to introduce herself, asserting her position.

Before she could speak, Wang Qinghe interrupted her: "Mom, these are guests. They have something to discuss with us. I’ll take them inside, don’t worry."

After saying this, he glanced at the two: "Let’s go inside and talk."

Hearing him call her "Mom" so easily, Qi Yingying felt even more heartache and distress.

She was his real mother!

Bai Xiuxiu followed them into the room, giving her mother a curious look as she passed by.

Bai Xiuxiu nodded and mouthed who they were.

Inside the room, the two sat on stools.

Bai Xiuxiu and Wang Qinghe sat by the kang (a traditional heated bed).

The atmosphere became tense.

Qi Yingying’s eyes were red, and her voice trembled with sobs: "Child, I am really your mother. If we weren’t your biological parents, we wouldn’t have traveled so far to find you.

Please come back with us. If you don’t believe us, you can ask the Old Wang family."

"If you are my biological parents, why was I raised by the Old Wang family?" Wang Qinghe asked, looking at her and He Zhifei.

This question changed He Zhifei’s expression.

Qi Yingying, undeterred, explained through tears: "It was your third uncle. He was afraid that after your birth, your parents wouldn’t love his child. To ensure his child benefited from our family, he had someone steal you away."

"Is that so? Then where are the people who came up with this plan and those from the Old Wang family? Have they been arrested?"

Wang Qinghe’s tone was casual, and he looked approachable, but his words were anything but pleasant.

Qi Yingying’s face changed, and she felt embarrassed.

She nudged the man beside her, whispering, "Old He."

He Zhifei frowned, dissatisfied with his son’s questions: "How can you ask such things? The Old Wang family, at the very least, raised you. They kept you alive, which is a favor to you."

As for your third uncle, although he wronged you, he is still your elder.

For a junior to have such thoughts towards an elder, who taught you this? To never leave others a way out?

A man should not be petty."

"They kidnapped me first, and you say they left me alive?" Wang Qinghe laughed at the man's twisted values.

Bai Xiuxiu had seen her fair share of crazy people, but ones as insane as these were rare.

She handed the ledger to the two of them: "You came to my door early in the morning, claiming to be Qinghe's biological parents. You didn't even ask how he lived all these years, but instead came to question him?

Did you forget to take your medication this morning?

Do you want this kindness?"

He Zhifei and Qi Yingying took the ledger with confusion.

The thick ledger contained records that made their faces turn grim after reading.

Qi Yingying was furious; the Wang family was truly despicable!

How did this child survive all these years?

"Old He, your brother is no good," Qi Yingying said through tears. Although she had ulterior motives for this child and wasn't as attentive to him as she was to the other three children at home,

this was still her child, one she gave birth to at great cost.

Thinking of the child's suffering, she felt a deep pain herself.

He Zhifei also felt uneasy. He knew it was all his brother and that family's fault, and the child was innocent.

But he had already promised his father not to hold Youde responsible.

If he went back on his word now, his father would be heartbroken.

He Zhifei closed the ledger and looked at his eldest son, his tone much softer: "Dad knows you've suffered a lot over the years. In the future, your mother and I will make it up to you.

If you don't believe we are your biological parents, wait until the Wang family returns and ask them.

Once you're sure, come home.

Your home is in the provincial capital, not here.

When we return, Dad will find you a good job. We have many more years to spend together, and we will make up for everything you've missed."

He Zhifei spoke gently.

Wang Qinghe found it even funnier, just as he had expected.

But it didn't matter; he had never hoped for anything from those so-called family members. His family was Xiuxiu, the two children, and Xiuxiu's relatives.

With this thought, Wang Qinghe slowly opened his mouth under their expectant gazes.