To marry into the family in place of his brother? Impossible!

"Song Qingci, you're really something—" He was so angry that his breathing became rapid, his face flushed, and his eyes were full of malice and resentment.

He had never been humiliated like this in public before.

Especially in front of his own father.

Tonight, he took his father to the Song family, thinking that taking down Song Qingci was a sure thing. He believed that as long as he got Song Qingci, his position as heir would be unshakeable.

He hadn't really expected anything, but then he saw the watch.

His name was on the watch, and Zhao Wan'er herself said that it was given to him by Song Qingci.

His heart stirred the moment he saw that watch.

Song Qingci is the most beautiful female CEO in Jiangcheng; her looks and abilities are both top-notch.

Such stunning beauty is rare even in the whole country.

More importantly, the other party is still not married.

When Zhao Wan'er first approached him, he was somewhat skeptical.

But when Zhao Wan'er handed him the watch, he was truly overjoyed.

A woman commissioned such an expensive gift for him and used such blatant words of confession. Isn't that enough to express what he wants?

He originally planned to play around for two years before getting married, but the Bai family doesn't only have one son, so he had to secure his position as the heir.

Then Song Qingci is the only choice.

As long as he marries Song Qingci, he can secure his position as heir.

I thought this was a foregone conclusion.

But reality was quite different from what he had expected.

When he entered the hall, he was surprised to see a young man standing next to Song Qingci.

He would have dismissed anyone else.

However, this young man made him feel a strong sense of crisis.

The other person's calm gaze seemed to see right through his inner turmoil, which made him feel pressured.

He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that the other person was outstanding.

But I cannot fail.

So he showed off his watch and went to provoke him.

I hope he gets angry, I hope he loses his temper, so that he will have a chance.

However, the other party remained too calm.

The calmness frightened him.

In his eyes, I felt like a clown jumping around.

However, he still didn't believe that Song Qingci would just randomly find a boyfriend.

But what Song Qingci said to him at the end was like a bucket of cold water, pouring down on him from head to toe.

Song Qingci actually admitted that the guy was her husband.

She repeatedly demanded that he return the watch, saying that the watch engraved with her name was not a gift to her.

Her attitude, every word she said, was an insult to him.

He was unwilling to accept it; he couldn't believe it.

However, the truth is that Song Qingci unceremoniously kicked him out of the Song family.

Thinking of this, Bai Zifeng's face became unusually ferocious.

He felt like he'd been tricked.

He paced back and forth in the living room, his fingers clenching so tightly they cracked.

He took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Investigate someone for me."

"who?"

"Jiang Jinhuan."

Bai Zifeng's eyes were icy. "I need all his information, the more detailed the better."

The person on the other end of the phone responded and then hung up.

Bai Zifeng walked to the window, looked at the brightly lit city night view outside, and a cold smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Jiang Jinhuan is nothing but a discarded son of the Jiang family, a poor country bumpkin. Does he even dare to compete with me?"

"I'll show you who you can't mess with."

……

Meanwhile, Jiang Jinhuan was sitting in Luo Qingyi's living room, completely unaware that he was being watched.

The living room wasn't big, but it was decorated very warmly.

The Spring Festival Gala was playing on TV, and there were sunflower seeds, peanuts, and various candies on the coffee table. The heating was on full blast, making one feel drowsy.

Luo's mother had a smile on her face.

Mr. Luo watched the Spring Festival Gala, tapping his fingers on the armrest from time to time in sync with the program, looking quite relaxed and content.

Luo Qingyi and Jiang Jinhuan sat side by side on the sofa on the other side.

"Xiao Jiang, have some candy!" Mother Luo pushed a plate of fruit candies in front of Jiang Jin Huan. "Make yourself at home here, don't be shy!"

Jiang Jin Huan smiled and responded, peeled a piece of candy and put it in his mouth; it was sweet.

Luo Qingyi sat next to him and watched as he squinted his eyes from the sweetness of the candy, and couldn't help but secretly smile.

She glanced at her parents, then turned her gaze back to Jiang Jinhuan, her eyes radiating happiness.

"Mom, give him less candy, or he'll get rotten teeth!" Luo Qingyi said with a hint of coquettishness.

"You silly child, what's wrong with eating a few candies during the New Year?" Mother Luo gave her daughter a reproachful look, then said to Jiang Jinhuan, "Jiang, don't listen to her, eat as many as you want!"

Mr. Luo, sipping his tea, slowly said, "Qingyi, tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year. Take Xiao Jiang to your uncle's house to pay your respects."

Luo Qingyi's eyes lit up, and she turned to look at Jiang Jinhuan: "Jinhuan, will you come with me tomorrow?"

Jiang Jinhuan was taken aback: "Go to your uncle's house?"

"Yes, it's New Year's Day, after all," Luo Qingyi said matter-of-factly, but her ears turned slightly red. "My uncle's house isn't far; it's only a ten-minute walk."

Jiang Jinhuan looked at the expectation in her eyes and nodded: "Okay."

Luo's mother couldn't stop smiling and secretly tugged at her husband's sleeve.

Mr. Luo coughed, picked up his teacup, took a sip, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

……

The next morning, Jiang Jinhuan was awakened by the sound of firecrackers.

He sat up from the sofa and found himself covered with a thick quilt, with a bowl of steaming dumplings on the coffee table.

Luo Qingyi poked her head out from the kitchen: "Awake? Quickly wash your face and eat, we still have to go visit relatives for the New Year later."

Looking at her with her apron on and her hair casually tied up, Jiang Jinhuan suddenly felt a sense of peace that he couldn't quite explain.

He washed his face, ate dumplings, changed into clean clothes, and followed Luo Qingyi out the door.

Luo Qingyi wore a red down jacket today, which made her complexion look exceptionally beautiful.

Jiang Jinhuan walked beside her, the two of them side by side on the street covered with red paper scraps. The shops along the road were decorated with Spring Festival couplets and the character "福" (good fortune), and the air was filled with the smell of sulfur mixed with food.

That's the taste of the New Year.

Luo Qingyi took Jiang Jinhuan's arm and leaned close to him as they walked down the road.

Inside the apartment building, Mr. and Mrs. Luo exchanged a glance at the scene, their eyes filled with relief.

"Jin Huan is a really good kid!"

"Hehe, the key is that Qingyi likes it. This cloying affection is really something, doesn't it? She can't even tone it down!"

"What's there to restrain? You should be thinking about how to hold the wedding!"

"Didn't Qingyi say there was no rush?"

"How can you not be in a hurry? You absolutely can't listen to Qingyi. The wedding can wait until the end of next year at the latest! Otherwise, what will you do when Qingyi comes back with her grandson?"

Mr. Luo thought for a moment and nodded, saying, "Alright, we've already met all the relatives and friends, the wedding can't wait too long!"