The scumbag reborn to choose Bai Yueguang: He regretted it

The car swayed slightly, and Qin Yunlang leaned on Qiao Zhixia's shoulder and slowly fell asleep.

After he fell asleep, she gently laid his head on her legs. She stroked his outline, feeling his steady breathing, and enjoying the warmth and peace of the moment.

There are still tough battles to fight...

Before dinner in the evening, the old man, who had just retired on the first day, set up a mahjong table and asked his son and daughter-in-law to play a few rounds with him.

There were three people missing one, so Qiao Zhixia, who was playing games with her son, was called over to make up the number, but... she didn't know how to do it.

The old man looked surprised and said, "It's been a long time since I met a young person who can't play Mahjong. Fengjiao should teach your daughter-in-law more and learn this skill as soon as possible."

"Zhizhi is so busy. She has to go to school, manage the company, and take care of the children. I feel sorry for her."

"This shows that you have found a good wife. Yunlang is also a blessed man..."

Qiao Zhixia blushed as she listened to the constant compliments coming from the mahjong table. In the end, she simply sat next to Ruan Fengjiao to see how they played the cards.

After Qin Yunlang finished the things in his hands, it was time for dinner.

At the dinner table, Qiao Zhixia once again brought up the idea of ​​asking the old man to sell U.S. stocks as soon as possible.

"Grandpa, I'm not exaggerating. The U.S. stock market does have huge risks. If you don't listen to my advice, you may lose everything."

The men in the Qin family began to realize that Qiao Zhixia was not making a move without a purpose.

Old Master Qin thought for a moment, then turned to Qin Yunlang and said, "I'll give you full responsibility for all the stocks and funds I have! Xiao Qiao said she can't keep them, so you can handle it!"

Qin Yunlang smiled, "I understand, Grandpa..."

"I still have some U.S. stocks in my hands, so let's sell them all!" The speaker was Qin Li. Ever since he knew that Qiao Zhixia was the girl who had been kind to Qin Yunlang after he was demoted, he has always trusted her.

"Have you sent anyone to investigate those photos?" the old man suddenly asked Qin Yunlang.

"It has been arranged. Although the woman in the photo does not have a straight face, the faces of several men are very clear. We can start with them..."

Ruan Fengjiao suddenly spoke up: "I have also carefully looked at those photos. From the side, she does look like Zhizhi, but the reason why she doesn't show a clear frontal face must be that she is deliberately covering up the truth. I guess this woman's front face doesn't look like Zhizhi, but she still overlooked one problem, which is the hairline."

As she spoke, she took out the photos that revealed her hairline and placed them on the table.

"The woman in the photo has a distinctly rounded hairline, but Zhizhi has a widow's peak. This woman may have deliberately imitated Zhizhi's appearance by using makeup, but she ignored the problem of her hairline."

After Ruan Fengjiao finished her analysis, everyone's eyes turned to the widow's peak on Qiao Zhixia's forehead. After comparing her with the woman in the photo, she was indeed clearly different.

"I think I already know who this woman is." Qin Yunlang said after pondering for a moment.

Qiao Zhixia nodded, "I guessed it too."

"No matter who it is, we will catch him and deal with him severely!" the old man said sternly.

Qiao Zhixia took Ruan Fengjiao's arm and smiled, "Mom, you trust me so much because you found out from the beginning that this woman is not me, right?"

Ruan Fengjiao waved her hands. "No, it's because you two made too much noise at night. Often, I would wake up from a nap and you would still not stop... I don't believe you still have the energy to go out and deal with this."

When Qiao Zhixia heard this and realized what she meant, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole and bury her face in it, but she did not forget to shoot a vicious look at the culprit.

Qin Yunlang held the cup and lowered his eyes, as if smiling but not smiling, avoiding her sight.

“Hahaha… young people have all been through this, it’s understandable, it’s understandable…” Seeing the awkward atmosphere, the old man immediately tried to smooth things over.

Qin Li was very happy that his son was physically strong, but he didn't know what to say and could only laugh dryly.

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming more and more awkward, Ruan Fengjiao hurriedly tried to make up for it, "The most important thing is that after you came to Hong Kong City, you were almost always under the eyes of Yun Lang and me. Unless you created a clone, how could you have the chance to go out and mess around?"

The topic was successfully diverted, and the old man continued, "Yun Lang should also take some time to take Xiao Qiao to various places in Hong Kong City. You have to work hard and don't neglect your family."

"Grandpa is right. I have already made arrangements. I will take them out to have some fun in the next few days."

Qiao Zhixia was also thinking of asking Qin Yunlang to take her to visit the major food stores in Hong Kong City. She wanted to see how Jingyang's products were selling here.

The first wife was in great joy, but the second wife was in complete chaos...

Qin Jichen doesn't want to stay in such a chaotic home and plans to go back to the band to continue touring, but his father and elder brother are both in jail and the family cannot be without a man.

What's more, what the second wife did this time completely chilled the old man's heart, and the old man has "exiled" the second wife.

The power of the Qin family has been transferred to the hands of the eldest wife. If they want to make a living under the eldest wife, they can only rely on Qin Jichen to step in.

Because Qin Jichen was the only one who was unaware of the whole process of dealing with Qin Yunlang and the old man, and the relationship between him and Qin Yunlang has always been good.

Just like the unintentional joke Qin Jichen made at the beginning, Qin Yunlang would not kill the second branch only for Qin Jichen's sake.

Qin Jichen looked at his crying mother, his noisy nephew and his sister-in-law who wanted to divorce. How ironic!

"Achen, let's stay! Your family needs you now..." Shen Yiman's gentle voice soothed his impatience.

"Are you really willing to stay for me?" Qin Jichen knew that Shen Yiman, like him, had a soul that loved freedom, and how painful it would be to trap her in the family grievances.

"Achen, as long as I'm with you, I'll be happy even if it means being imprisoned in a cage." Shen Yiman said sympathetically.

Qin Jichen was very touched: "Manman, I'm glad to have you."

At this moment, he felt that he was the happiest man in the world.

"Third Young Master, this is bad..." A servant ran in in a panic. Before the two people who were hugging each other could separate, a group of bodyguards from the Qin family's old house rushed in from outside the door.

"Third Master, the old man asked you to take Miss Shen to the old house immediately."

Qin Jichen didn't understand what was going on and didn't notice the panic in Shen Yiman's eyes at all.

The two were "invited" to the old house.

As soon as she entered the door, Shen Yiman was frightened by several blindfolded men who were forced to kneel on the ground. She shrank back repeatedly, but she had no choice but to follow Qin Jichen.

Qin Jichen looked at the old man and Qin Yunlang and his wife sitting beside him, confused: "What's wrong with these people? What are they doing here?"

Qin Yunlang looked at Qin Jichen's clear and stupid eyes, and suddenly felt a little sympathy for him. At Qin Yunlang's signal, those unbearable photos were stuffed into Qin Jichen's hands.

The more Qin Jichen looked, the darker his face became, and the more his breathing became disordered. When he saw the woman in the photo pressing the man's head against her chest with a look of enjoyment on her face, he finally couldn't help it.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Shen Yiman, "Manman, this isn't you, right?"

"No..." Shen Yiman shook her head.

Qin Jichen's tense heartstrings slowly relaxed. He turned his gaze to Qiao Zhixia who was next to Qin Yunlang. Although he said nothing, it seemed as if he had said everything.

"Right? Let's let them identify it." Qin Yunlang raised his chin and pulled off the black cloth on the eyes of several men.

After several men adjusted to the light, they scanned the room in panic and quickly recognized Shen Yiman. They rushed to accuse her:

"It's her! There's no doubt about it. She has a big black mole on her right thigh."

"Yes, yes, yes... She also has two wreaths of flower tattoos on her fingers..."