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“Both,” he said. “Do you think what Qin Che said is true?”

Su Xiaoxiao finished eating a walnut and picked another. “Are you referring to the fact that Qin Che is Qin Canglan’s biological son? I don’t know, but they do look alike.”

This was also what Su Mo did not refute on the spot.

He wanted to say that Qin Che was lying, but if Qin Che was not his grandfather’s biological son, why did they look so similar?

If not for that, Qin Che would not have succeeded in acknowledging his family back then.

Even after ten or twenty years, a person’s appearance could change, but there would be some trace of the past.

Su Mo muttered, “Could it be that Ruan Xianglian secretly planned the pursuit of Grandaunt and Uncle back then?”

Su Xiaoxiao said, “Whether she did it or not, Qin Che is the one with vested interests.”

Qin Che stole his father’s identity.

It would have been fine if Qin Che didn’t know. However, he had snatched everything that originally belonged to Father Su. He even shamelessly said that it was just to acknowledge his father.

Who was he lying to?

Su MO wanted to say, “Don’t be anxious.” He glanced at this girl and realized that she was not anxious at all.

That was true. This girl had never thought of climbing up to an aristocratic family. Her background seemed to have never been important to her.

Moreover, putting aside these things, Qin Che was actually the one who should be anxious.

Now that the legitimate direct descendant was back, Qin Che felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Su Xiaoxiao returned to Pear Blossom Lane.

“Mother.”

“Mother.”

Xiaohu and Erhu rushed out.

Dahu was not around.

He went to visit again.

Recently, this guy had been leaving his brother alone.

Su Xiaoxiao held the two little fellows’ hands. “What are you playing? Are you sweating?”

Erhu said, “A wooden horse!”

Father Su was making wooden horses for the three little ones. The two of them rode opposite each other, and there were almost two big pits on the ground.

“Where’s Dahu?” Su Xiaoxiao asked. Erhu said, “Uncle Ling’s house.”

Xiaohu nodded.

The man who could play the zither… had the surname Ling?

In the room, a man sat on the ground.

Dahu tilted his head and looked at him, then at the snacks on the table. “You didn’t eat?”

The man paused and said, “I don’t like to eat.”

How could anyone not like to eat?

Dahu did not understand.

He scratched his head and took a cute step forward. “My mother’s snacks are especially delicious. You’ll know after tasting them.”

The man’s bony fingertips gently fiddled with the strings.

Dahu said seriously, “I’m a puppy if I lie to you.” The man refused, clearly not wanting to eat.

Dahu patted his stomach. “You have to eat more to be fair and fat like me.” The man looked at the little fellow’s innocent face and his expression softened.

“I’ll just take a bite.”

“Yes!”

Dahu nodded.

The man hesitantly opened the paper bag and looked at a piece of yellow and orange pastry. He closed his eyes and took a bite, swallowing it with difficulty.

He was already prepared to vomit.

Unexpectedly, there was no discomfort.

He looked at the snack in his hand in shock and took a second bite.

On the other side, Qin Che returned to his courtyard in a daze.

Along the way, the servants saw him like this and did not understand what had happened.

“He seems to have come out from Old Master’s courtyard.’

In the garden, two servants gossiped softly.

“Did he quarrel with Old Master?” “Why did he argue like this? Didn’t Old Master dote on the Duke very much?”

“What are you talking about?”

Qin Yanran appeared behind the two of them with her maidservant.

The two of them’s hearts skipped a beat. They hurriedly turned around and bowed. “Miss!”

Qin Yanran glanced coldly at the two trembling people. “The Duke’s Estate is a place to do things, not a place to gossip.”

...

One of the servants said, “Yes, yes! We understand! We won’t dare to do it again!”

Qin Yanran frowned and did not argue with the two servants. She went to Qin Che’s courtyard.

Qin Che sat alone in the room in a daze, not allowing the servant to enter the room to serve him.

The servant seemed to have seen his savior and heaved a sigh of relief. “Miss, you’re finally here. If you hadn’t come, I would have gone to call you.’

Qin Yanran said, “What happened to my father?”

The servant said, “I’m not sure either. Just now, Old Master called the Duke over. When he came back… the Duke was out of sorts.” Qin Yanran’s expression was solemn. “You can leave.”

“Yes.” The servant retreated.

Qin Yanran entered the house.

She looked at Qin Che, who was sitting on the chair in a daze, and asked in confusion, “Father, what’s wrong?”

Qin Che said tiredly, “Yanran, you’re here.”

Qin Yanran asked the maidservant to guard the door while she came to Qin Che and carefully looked at his neck and face. “Father, are you injured?”

...

Qin Che didn’t answer. Instead, he looked at the brocade box in her hand. “What’s that in your hand?”

Qin Yanran said, “His Highness returned to the capital and brought me a gift.”

“His Highness… Yes… His Highness…” Qin Che finished in a daze, his eyes shining as he smiled.

He held his daughter’s shoulders with both hands. “That master read your fortune. You were born with the fate of a phoenix. In the future, you will be a mother to the world… Haha… Hahaha…”

Qin Yanran’s heart went numb from her father’s laughter. “Father… what’s wrong with you? Don’t scare me…”

Qin Che pulled himself together again. “Father is fine… Father won’t admit defeat… It wasn’t easy for Father to get to where he is today… Father will never give up everything he has!”

“I’m the eldest son… I’ll be the eldest… by the first wife… I’m qualified to inherit… The Duke’s Estate is mine…”

Qin Yanran felt her blood run cold. “Father… I don’t understand…”

Qin Yanran felt her blood run cold. “Father… I don’t understand..

Qin Che smiled and touched his daughter’s sideburns. “It’s okay. You don’t have to understand. You just have to remember that you’re the future Third Prince’s wife. The Third Prince will inherit the throne. You’ll be the empress. Father will definitely remove all obstacles for you and let you successfully become the daughter of the heavens!”

She understood every word of her father’s words, but when they were combined, Qin Yanran was confused.

What eldest son? His grandfather only had her father as the only son.

Her father should indeed inherit the Duke’s Estate, but from his father’s tone, it seemed that his grandfather had another son who wanted to fight with his father for the family assets…

Impossible.

His grandfather only had a child with his grandmother, Su Huayin.

“Miss, the hair ornament Third Prince gave you is really beautiful!” The little maidservant held the brocade box and said with a smile.

Qin Yanran looked up and realized that she had already walked back to her courtyard.

She was not in the mood to admire the hairpin.

For some reason, she felt uneasy..