After leaving my father and keeping my son, I built my own wealthy family, and my ex-husband's

The nanny quickly said, "You'll get better."

Qin Hai said, "They haven't arrived yet... but they should be here soon..."

Just then, a car stopped not far away.

Several bodyguards got out of the car first and opened the doors.

Then an elderly man in his nineties slowly got off the bus.

She also has a nanny and a secretary.

But the old man didn't let the group follow him; instead, he leaned on a cane and walked to Qin Hai's side.

"Son, Dad's here..."

The old man was Qin Hai's father, the patriarch of the Qin family in Beijing.

He sat down on a beach chair next to him and then took Qin Hai's hand.

Qin Hai smiled and said, "Dad, it's been over forty years since we, father and son, sat together like this..."

Grandpa Qin nodded. "Yes, you left Beijing to make your way in the world when you were a teenager. It's been over forty years now. I never imagined you would get this sick."

The old man's expression remained calm.

He has experienced too many things in his life.

There have been instances of white-haired people sending off black-haired people.

My mindset is already different from that of most ordinary people.

But now, seeing her youngest son on the verge of death, her eyes still revealed an unconcealable sadness.

"Dad, if there's anything you want to say to my older brother and Mom, you can tell me, and I'll pass it on for you." Qin Hai said with a smile, even speaking in a relaxed manner as if he were joking.

Grandpa Qin smiled and patted his son's hand, which was even drier than his own. "There's so much to say, but I'm afraid you won't remember it all. I'll tell you myself when I meet them in the future."

"Dad, you know about the Qin family's affairs in Binhan, right?" Qin Hai changed the subject.

He could clearly sense that his time was running out.

I can only pick out the important points to discuss.

Old Master Qin said, "Yes, I know. Steward Yang told me everything."

"As expected, Lao Yang has always been one of your men," Qin Hai said. "Back then, he was always by Fengqin and my side. You could say he was your spy, right? Dad, what do you think of my performance over the past few decades?"

Looking into Qin Hai's eyes, Old Master Qin said earnestly, "Your performance was very good."

Qin Hai's eyes lit up with joy as he said, "I've finally received a good evaluation from you. Although I can never compare to my elder brother, I am already content. My only regret is that I failed to cultivate a qualified successor for the family."

"Don't feel guilty... You've done your best," Old Master Qin's eyes reddened slightly. "When the Qin family came into my hands, it was at its peak, but like everything else, a family's prosperity is inevitably followed by decline. Otherwise... why would God have let me almost die out..."

Three sons.

The eldest son is exceptionally talented. Even if he cannot elevate the Qin family to a higher level, he is capable enough to ensure the family's continued prosperity for a long time.

But fate played a cruel trick on him, and he died young.

The second son was mediocre and lacked any ambition. He felt that living a moderately wealthy life was enough for him. He married a divorced woman with a child and did not want to have any more sons to continue the family line.

As for the third son, Qin Hai.

In terms of talent, he is not as good as his second brother.

But its strength lies in its hard work.

She was able to build a business in Binhan City and even gave birth to a grandson for the Qin family.

This will ensure that the Qin family lineage can continue.

"Dad..." Qin Hai's breath became weak. "I know that I am far from meeting your expectations. You don't really care about the businesses I've built in Binhan. After all, compared to the entire family's glorious businesses, the Binhan Qin family's group is nothing. Otherwise... you wouldn't be sitting idly by in the current situation in Binhan City."

Old Master Qin said, "I mainly want to see how capable Pinsen really is, and whether he can reach half of your level."

Qin Hai said with a wry smile, "Now you see, without me, he would only make a mess of things... It's true... each generation is worse than the last."

"It's alright. If Binhan's businesses are gone, they're gone. If he goes bankrupt, I'll clean up his mess and make him obediently take my great-grandson back to Beijing."

"Dad, don't count on him, and don't count on Qin Chengxi either... neither of them will do."

Upon hearing this, Old Master Qin's brows furrowed deeply.

Qin Hai's breathing became somewhat labored. He gripped the old man's hand tightly and said:

"Dad, you know what kind of person Pinsen is and what his abilities are. As for your great-grandson, my grandson... Listen to me, I've been recuperating for the past year, but I've also been secretly arranging for people to observe him."

"That child was born with an extremely domineering and unruly personality, and with Pinsen's lack of discipline and He Ya's excessive indulgence and pampering, things only got worse..."

"Besides his extremely bad nature, that child's learning ability is simply worrying. Among the children sent to Huazun Kindergarten, he is the one who can't learn anything. To this day, he can't even do addition and subtraction within ten. He's not even as good as the children in ordinary kindergartens. I really suspect that he is mentally challenged."

As Qin Chengxi's grandfather, Qin Hai's words were so blunt and showed no mercy, which is enough to show how terrible Qin Chengxi is.

Qin Hai couldn't help but wonder what kind of genius that child was, but ironically, he couldn't even be considered an ordinary, normal child.

He was heartbroken, sad, and quite desperate.

After hearing Qin Hai's description, Old Master Qin's face turned dark.

If a descendant is this bad, isn't that a slap in the face to his great-grandfather?

"Dad... if everything in the Qin family ends up in the hands of a child like this, then our family will truly... truly be finished..." Qin Hai gasped for breath, veins bulging on his forehead. "Dad, I... I hope you won't just look at gender and bloodline... In the future, either you... hand the Qin family over to my second brother, and then... pass it on to his son Yu Ye, and then to his grandson Yu Tianheng, or you try to cultivate your great-granddaughter Qin Youyao... In the long run, Tianheng and Youyao are... are both more suitable successors than Qin Chengxi..."

Upon hearing these words, Old Master Qin fell into deep thought.

No one could tell what his attitude was towards Qin Hai's suggestion.

"Dad... if... if I had to choose between Youyao and Tianheng," Qin Hai said, his voice growing weaker, "I think... Tianheng is excellent. After... after my people secretly observed him... if I were to rate the three children, Qin Chengxi would only get a negative score, Youyao would get an 80, and Tianheng... even a perfect score wouldn't be enough for Tianheng. This child has excellent character, and his learning ability and talent... are both extremely strong... I... I..."

"Alright, son, Dad knows. Stop talking and take a break," Old Master Qin advised.

Qin Hai strained to open his eyes wide. "Dad... I really don't have time. Please tell me... will you listen to my advice? Please... tell me..."

His condition had deteriorated to an extreme degree.

Grandpa Qin immediately asked the nanny next to him to call the doctor, but Qin Hai refused firmly.

Qin Hai seemed to have used all his strength to grip Old Master Qin's hands tightly, his eyes filled with anxious expectation, waiting for an answer.

Seeing his son like this, Old Master Qin shed tears. "Son... I will seriously consider your suggestion."

"Just...think about it? Dad, you...just say yes, okay?"

"Son, I..."

Seeing that Qin Hai might die at any moment, Old Master Qin did not want his son to leave with regrets, so he said, "Alright, I promise you, when the time comes... we will let Tianheng become the heir of our family."

Upon hearing this, Qin Hai let out a long breath, then closed his eyes and stopped breathing.

At that moment, Old Master Qin seemed to be frozen in place.

There was no wailing, no panic, only silent tears as she held Qin Hai's hands tightly and whispered, "Son... Dad will continue to watch the scenery with you... You... sleep well..."

The nanny, without making a sound, walked about ten meters away, took out her phone, and sent He Ya a short message:

Qin Hai is dead; the family heir may change.