Inside the study.

Mingyun helped Qin Hai place the calligraphy fragments he had picked up on the desk, piecing them together piece by piece and checking for any omissions.

"Xiao Yun, what do you think of this calligraphy?"

Qin Hai asked casually.

Mingyun said, "I don't understand calligraphy, so I can't evaluate it from a professional perspective. I just feel that this piece of calligraphy gives me the feeling that... the old man must have been very happy and excited when he wrote it."

Qin Hai looked at the pieced-together shredded paper and slowly read aloud:

"Five phoenixes descend from the clouds, a single-horned unicorn is born from the heavens."

"Xiaoyun, do you know where this poem my dad wrote comes from and what it means?"

Mingyun knew this.

This poem is by He Menggui, a writer from the Southern Song Dynasty.

The poem's title is quite straightforward: "Celebrating the Birth of a Son by Xu Tiguan Keda".

It is a congratulatory poem for the birth of a son.

Mingyun could roughly guess the hidden meaning behind Qin Hai giving her this calligraphy many years ago.

Perhaps it carries both the blessing that she gave birth to Youyao and the hope that she could give the Qin family another son.

There was a time when Mingyun thought about telling her father-in-law about the fact that her twin sons had survived.

However, she cared too much about Qin Pinsen's attitude at the time.

At the same time, they were afraid of troubling the Qin family and that their son would ultimately not be cured.

For a combination of reasons, they kept it from Qin Hai as well.

Little did she know that after her son recovered, she would discover that Qin Pinsen was having an affair and had an illegitimate child.

Now we can only continue to keep it a secret.

Otherwise, Qin Hai would definitely not allow a divorce.

A series of memories flashed through Mingyun's mind, and she answered perfunctorily, "Dad, I... don't know much about classical poetry."

Qin Hai glanced at her.

She lowered her head somewhat guiltily.

Qin Hai smiled and said, "My dad wrote these two lines of poetry with a brush on the day his first son was born. Xiao Yun, you have a sharp eye; you saw the emotion in the calligraphy at a glance. Dad said it was the happiest day of his life."

Mingyun thought her father-in-law would use this as an excuse to make her have another child for the Qin family.

Unexpectedly, the conversation turned to the Qin family patriarch.

In this light, it's no wonder that the old man considered this calligraphy piece his masterpiece.

Once Qin Hai obtained it, it was only natural that he would treat it as a treasure as well.

"The old man's first son? Is it that uncle named Qin Yun?" Mingyun asked.

Qin Yun is the uncle of Qin Pinsen, a name that Mingyun has only heard of and who is said to live in Binhan City, but whom Mingyun has never met.

Qin Hai shook his head. "No, Qin Yun is my second brother, my father's first son. My eldest brother is named Qin Shan."

Only then did Mingyun realize that Qin Hai had an older brother.

"Then, what about my uncle...?"

"He's dead."

The simple and direct answer left Mingyun stunned.

Qin Hai said sadly, "My eldest brother was the most outstanding son in the Qin family. It's just a pity that he had an accident more than 20 years ago. My sister-in-law was pregnant at the time..."

He sighed as he said this.

"Sigh, if my elder brother and sister-in-law hadn't died, their child would be about your age now."

Only then did Mingyun learn that the Qin family had such a past.

"Xiao Yun..." Qin Hai pulled himself out of his thoughts and said, "You and Pin Sen have been separated for five years, it must have been tough for you. Now that he has stabilized his business abroad, he can come back to China. You two must live a good life from now on. Don't worry, if that kid treats you badly, I won't let him off the hook."

Mingyun was speechless for a moment.

It seems that the father-in-law is still completely unaware of his son's private life abroad.

However, judging from the fact that Qin Chengxi has already been taken into the Qin residence by Bai Fengqin, he will soon find out.

"Dad," Mingyun said, "actually, Qin Pinsen is already with He Ya."

"What?" Qin Hai exclaimed in disbelief.

Since she had already brought it up, Mingyun decided to tell him about the house being vandalized that afternoon as well.

He immediately pulled out a video he had recorded and explained the situation.

"That bastard!" Qin Hai was so angry that he could hardly stand up as he watched the video of Qin Pinsen and He Ya holding hands while the workers were smashing things in the room.

Mingyun quickly helped him sit down in a chair.

"Dad, do you think it's still necessary for me to stay with your son?" Mingyun asked calmly.

"This is outrageous... He's gone too far!"

Qin Hai was furious and clutched his chest, breathing heavily.

Seeing this, Mingyun quickly poured him a glass of water and took out some emergency heart medication from her desk to give him.

Qin Hai's heart palpitations were under control, but his anger was still rising, making his glasses fog up.

Mingyun was about to offer a few words of comfort.

With a loud bang.

The study door was pushed open forcefully.

"Oh, so you're here!"

Qin Pinsen, who had been searching for a while, was now furious. As soon as he saw Mingyun, he rushed over and raised his hand to slap her.

Snapped!

Qin Hai jumped up and slapped Qin Pinsen across the face first.

"Dad...you're here too?" Qin Pinsen's eyes instantly cleared.

I was just too angry.

They only saw Mingyun standing by the desk and didn't notice their father sitting in a chair, who was blocked by her.

"Kneel down!" Qin Hai glared angrily.

Qin Pinsen gritted his teeth and slowly knelt down.

Snapped!

Another sound.

Qin Hai grabbed a water glass and threw it at them.

A handcrafted, high-grade natural crystal glass exploded on Qin Pinsen's forehead, its fragments scattering everywhere like a shower of flowers.

Qin Pinsen's forehead was soon covered in blood, but he dared not move.

"Dad, don't get sick from all this," Mingyun advised.

Qin Hai said, "Xiao Yun, you step aside first. I want to have a good talk with this kid."

"Yes."

What happened next was neither something Mingyun wanted to do nor wanted to do, so she decisively left the study.

As soon as the door closed, I could vaguely hear Qin Hai cursing from inside.

It was accompanied by the sound of something hitting someone.

Mingyun slowly exhaled a breath of sullen air, the corners of her mouth turning up slightly.

Realizing she wouldn't be able to finish in the study anytime soon, she went up to the rooftop garden of Villa No. 1.

Take a break, sit in the hammock, and watch the sunset.

The sunset today...

Exceptionally beautiful.

When Bai Fengqin discovered that her son had entered Villa No. 1 and hadn't come out for a long time, she went to the study to look for him.

Qin Pinsen was already bruised and swollen, with blood streaming from his head.

They couldn't even kneel steadily.

With his head hanging down and his hands supporting him on the floor, he barely managed to maintain his posture.

Qin Hai used every object in the study that could be used to smash someone, leaving the room in a complete mess.

Bai Fengqin was stunned.

"You've come at the right time," Qin Hai said, leaning on the corner of the desk, panting heavily. "Go and find me a few sturdy and handy sticks."

Bai Fengqin snapped out of her daze, rushed over and hugged Qin Pinsen, questioning Qin Hai with a mixture of heartache and anger, "Are you going to beat our son to death? Then just beat me to death too!"

"Dad..." Qin Pinsen raised his bloodshot eyelids, "I'm determined to be with Ya'er. Even if you... beat me to death, I... will not change my mind."

"Fine, then I'll kill you."

Qin Hai was furious.

Looking left and right, he picked up a rosewood chair that was already half broken and raised it high towards Qin Pinsen's head.

"Stop!" Bai Fengqin spread her arms to block the father and son. "Xiaoya has already given birth to a son for Pinsen! Do you want the Qin family's only son, your only grandson, to be without a father?!"

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