Chapter 437

Chapter 437

He wanted to make it up to Qinghe, hoping to ease his own guilt. He also came with the slim hope that Qinghe might forgive him. But with Yingying's outburst, even that tiny chance disappeared.

Wang Qinghe wasn't fazed by Qi Yingying's angry and bitter words.

He seemed to be thinking hard, then looked at them and nodded, like he'd made up his mind.

His attitude left both Qi Yingying, who was mid-sentence, and He Zhifei, who was regretting bringing his wife, completely baffled.

What was he driving at?

Wang Qinghe didn't keep them waiting long.

He looked at them and said, "I understand where you're coming from. If you really want me back, I'm not heartless. Just one condition—fulfill it, and I'll return."

"What?" Qi Yingying asked, clearly not happy.

Wang Qinghe glanced at He Zhifei again, thinking he'd already figured it out, since He Zhifei wasn't looking at him anymore.

But it didn't matter.

"He Youde bribed Wang Shoucheng to take me away from you, tearing us apart. You need to report this to the police. Make him face the music for what he did back then."

After Wang Qinghe finished, Qi Yingying felt like she'd been hit with a bucket of cold water.

If Old He had been on board, she would've had him locked up ages ago.

Isn't Old He the one who's against it?

"Old He..." Qi Yingying thought it was worth another try, after all, this was the first time the eldest son had brought this up on his own.

Unlike Qi Yingying's wishful thinking, He Zhifei was more thoughtful.

He looked at his eldest son, his expression growing increasingly complicated.

This kid, he's had enough of him.

This incident made him unwilling to even keep up the facade of peace with the family.

He ripped off this mask of pretense himself.

He could never send Youde to prison—not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't stand the thought of his old father dying in front of him.

Wouldn't others tear him apart then?

How could their family ever show their faces again?

"It seems you can't meet my request," Wang Qinghe remarked lightly, his words cutting like a knife.

He Zhifei was mortified: "I... Qinghe, you can ask for something else, I'll agree to anything."

"This is my only request. If you can't meet it, then there's no point discussing anything else. You two and our family are on different paths—it's better if you visit less often.

Why bother exhausting yourselves?"

Wang Qinghe gently reminded them. Outside, He Ming, who had been listening in the whole time, wished he could step in and speak for his parents.

The eldest brother has just this one request, why can't Dad just bite the bullet and agree?

Third Uncle's family is nothing but trouble!

Why can't he just go with the flow?

The eldest brother is his own son!

He Ming was baffled. Inside the room, Qi Yingying, hearing the order to leave, wanted to bolt right then and there.

But since her companion wasn't leaving, she couldn't just leave either.

He Zhifei looked at his son, his mind in turmoil, and finally sighed: "No matter what you think, Dad still sees you as his son. I've wronged you over the years, and I'll make it right.

As for your brothers and sisters...

Dad's mistakes have nothing to do with them.

Don't hold it against them."

Wang Qinghe listened in silence, realizing that the He family wants it all.

"From now on, your mom and I will visit you once a week, whether you want to call us your parents or not, I still consider you my son." After saying this, He Zhifei stood up and walked out.

Afraid to hear another cutting remark.

Wang Qinghe stayed silent; the He family couple had always been like this.

They don't care what others want; it's all about what they want!

Your feelings don't matter; what matters is that they feel good about themselves.

"Leaving so soon? Won't you stay for dinner?" Wei Pozi was cooking and saw Qi Yingying and He Zhifei leaving, so she politely asked.

"No, we won't stay. Please look after Qinghe." Seeing his wife silent, He Zhifei replied, and the two hurried out.

Before leaving, Qi Yingying made sure to drag He Ming out of the yard.

"What's going on here?" Wei Pozi was puzzled. The two came happily, saying they came to see the child, but as soon as the child returned, they left with cold faces?

They might as well not have come!

"Qinghe, let's get in touch with Xiao Zhang later. I need to talk to him about what we discussed earlier, about Wednesday sister-in-law.

As for the He family... let's wait until we handle all these current matters, then we'll see if we can move somewhere else.

If they want to see you, they'll have to track you down first."

Bai Xiuxiu saw that he was silent, knowing that he wasn't sad or angry, but just fed up with this family.

After all, they never considered what Qinghe wanted.

If they had reached out to Qinghe during his hardest times, perhaps he would have compromised out of gratitude.

But when they appeared, she and Qinghe were living well, everything else was just icing on the cake.

Not to mention... while adding icing, they were also stirring up trouble.

Wang Qinghe laughed at his wife's comforting words: "I'm fine, Xiuxiu. If they like to give, that's their business; we have no reason not to accept."

"Mom, did you start dinner yet?" Wang Qinghe asked Wei Pozi, who had just entered the house.

Dinner?

Wei Pozi shook her head: "Not yet. I just started making dough, thinking of making noodles for dinner and some egg sauce. I didn't expect them to leave so soon."

"It's actually good they left. Didn't they bring some meat? Let's make dumplings with that for dinner," Wang Qinghe softly suggested.

Wei Pozi didn't refuse: "Alright, then I'll go prepare. Dinner will be a little late. You two, give the kids some egg cakes to tide them over. I bought them earlier but don't know where you've put them."

"I'll get them," Bai Xiuxiu quickly said.

Of course, Mom couldn't find them; Bai Xiuxiu worried they'd go stale if left out, so she always kept them in her space.

Bai Xiuxiu went back to her room, took the egg cakes from her space, and got the two kids to have a little snack. Then she, her husband, and her mother-in-law worked together.

Unlike their happy scene, He Zhifei was storming home in a rage.

Qi Yingying was still dragging their son, having trouble keeping up: "Old He, why are you walking so fast? If our oldest made you mad, why take it out on us?"

He Zhifei glanced at her: "I knew Qinghe would say no. After all, we messed up with him, especially regarding Youde."

"Then what are you doing?" Qi Yingying looked at him discontentedly.

"Why take it out on our son? He's not that close to us anyway. If you blow up, even if he wants to mend our relationship, you'll just hurt his feelings.

I wanted you to come help smooth things over.

To show him we're his parents, to make him feel warmth.

If I'd known you'd act like this, I wouldn't have asked you to come."

He Zhifei was frustrated.

He Ming, following his mother, was also shocked. Dad really thought Mom would be nice?

"Yeah, right!"

"Dad, do you owe Third Uncle and Grandpa your life or something? They all look out for themselves, why can't you plan for yourself?

Let Third Uncle face the music, and big brother comes home, wouldn't that work out better?

I can't tell if you really want him back or what."