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

Clang!

Qin Hai dropped the half of the chair he was holding to the ground. "What...did you say?"

"We have a grandson!" Bai Fengqin's eyes glistened with tears. "The Qin family has an heir!"

Qin Hai took a few steps back.

I leaned against the bookshelf, my mind blank for a long time.

In his generation, the Qin family had three brothers.

The eldest son, Qin Shan, has passed away.

Qin Yun, the second son, had no children of his own. In his thirties, he married a divorced woman with a child, which caused a falling out with his family.

Qin Hai, the third son, and Qin Pinsen, the son of his wife Bai Fengqin, became the sole heir of the entire family.

Qin Pinsen married Mingyun, and five years ago, their twins only had one daughter.

This presents the entire family with a huge crisis of having no successor.

At this moment, Qin Hai suddenly learned that his only son had finally been born, a joyous occasion indeed. But alas…

The child was conceived through her son's extramarital affair.

After all, just a moment ago he was furious about his son's infidelity to Mingyun.

Qin Hai's feelings were a mixture of raging fire and icy cold.

His pupils contracted sharply, his lips trembled, and he stared at Qin Pinsen kneeling on the ground with an extremely complex expression, remaining silent for a long time.

Fortunately, he had taken some emergency heart medication earlier, otherwise he would have fainted by now.

The last rays of the setting sun streaming in through the window cast long, long shadows of the family of three in the study.

While supporting her swaying son, Bai Fengqin knelt down and looked at Qin Hai, who seemed to have turned to stone, and choked out:

"Husband... Pinsen and Xiaoya are truly in love. Are you going to forcibly separate them... and repeat the tragedy of our family...?"

One sentence struck Qin Hai like a thunderclap.

More than 20 years ago, his elder brother Qin Shan insisted on being with the person he loved, despite the family's opposition.

Faced with strong pressure from their families, the two chose to elope.

Then... both of them, along with the woman's unborn child, all died.

Many years later, his second brother, Qin Yun, fell in love with a divorced woman with a son.

That woman's son is already in college.

Furthermore, the couple does not plan to have another child.

Similarly, the entire family opposed it.

However, considering the tragedy that grieved the entire family more than 20 years ago.

Old Master Qin and the others were no longer so forceful and opted for a cold approach.

However, it also caused deep rifts.

Over the years, the second brother, Qin Yun, has basically cut off contact with the family.

The Qin family gradually dwindled in number.

If there is no successor, even the largest family business will not be able to be maintained.

Seeing her husband lost in thought, Bai Fengqin quietly sent a text message to Steward Yang.

A short while later, Steward Yang brought He Ya and Qin Chengxi over.

"Grandpa..." Qin Chengxi called out in a childish voice.

He's being exceptionally well-behaved now.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and her round face was streaked with tears.

She was beaten by her mother, He Ya.

It was purely to win Qin Hai's heart as much as possible.

That one word, "Grandpa," brought Qin Hai back to his senses, and his eyes softened unconsciously.

He Ya deliberately changed into a skirt with the hemline above her knees.

The knee, which was bandaged and still oozing blood, was clearly visible.

"Uncle Qin, I..."

He Ya pulled Qin Chengxi down to kneel with her, choking back tears as she spoke.

"I know what I did was wrong, and I know that leaving without saying goodbye six years ago was even more wrong, but I had to go abroad to pursue my studies. I wanted to be better, to be more worthy of him..."

"I have always loved Pinsen. Otherwise, I would not have been willing to stay with him despite the guilt of being a mistress, and even had a son with him."

"Uncle Qin, please grant our request, and please, let your grandson have a home."

After saying this, she burst into tears and kowtowed to Qin Hai.

"Grandpa...don't you...want me...?" Qin Chengxi cried too, his childish voice heartbreaking.

"Dad, I beg you." Qin Pinsen kowtowed heavily.

"Husband...please say something..." Bai Fengqin clutched her chest, shifting her knees forward. "Are you really that heartless?"

"You..." Qin Hai closed his eyes, turned around, sighed deeply, and said, "You all go out first."

"Husband..." Bai Fengqin called out again.

Qin Hai: "Go out... This isn't a small matter. Let me... think about it carefully."

His tone was noticeably softer.

Bai Fengqin then gave He Ya and Qin Pinsen a wink.

The group left the study quietly and gently closed the door.

"Aunt Qin, will Uncle accept me and the child...?" He Ya asked in a low voice.

Bai Fengqin's expression remained relatively relaxed. "He has no choice. Give him some time, and you can rest assured."

He Ya slowly exhaled, her expression relaxing a little.

Afterwards, the two, along with their child, accompanied Qin Pinsen to treat his injuries.

Dinner time came quickly.

Inside the luxurious restaurant of Villa No. 1.

The head seat at the large round table was empty, and Bai Fengqin sat next to it.

Next to her, the closest people were Qin Pinsen and He Ya with Qin Chengxi, followed by Qin Xiaoxiao and Qin Youyao.

Mingyun was not present.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Qin Youyao asked worriedly.

Qin Pinsen's face was covered in injuries, and his head was wrapped in several layers of gauze.

"I'm fine," he said softly, trying to give his daughter a smile.

Qin Xiaoxiao had just arrived after finishing her business. She had already learned the general situation from Bai Fengqin. Seeing that the atmosphere was somewhat tense, she gently nudged He Ya with her shoulder.

"Sister Ya, don't worry, I believe my dad will eventually accept it."

Upon hearing this, He Ya forced a smile but remained silent.

"Old Yang, why is there an extra chair?" Bai Fengqin asked.

Besides the main chair, there are two other empty chairs.

One of them was undoubtedly reserved for Mingyun, but what about the other one?

Steward Yang said, "The master instructed that there is one more guest."

"Guests?" Bai Fengqin frowned. "What guests?"

Steward Yang leaned down and whispered something in her ear.

Bai Fengqin's expression instantly became extremely complicated.

There was surprise, confusion, and displeasure.

His fingers tapped the table, his brow furrowing even deeper. "Why is he here? What's he doing here?"

Manager Yang shook his head. "I don't know about that."

"Mom, who is it?" Qin Xiaoxiao asked.

Qin Pinsen and He Ya also looked on with curiosity.

Just then, a servant came to announce that the master was coming down.

Manager Yang immediately instructed the kitchen to serve the dishes.

He Ya tensed up instantly, glancing at the restaurant entrance every now and then.

Qin Pinsen and Qin Xiaoxiao each gently held her hand, one on each side.

Bai Fengqin smiled and said, "Xiaoya, don't worry. I feel that your relationship with Pinsen is almost certain. Otherwise, Pinsen's father would have already kicked you out."

Ultimately, the biggest trump card—Qin Chengxi, the only heir of the entire family—is enough for He Ya to secure her place in the Qin family.

There's no way anything could change.

No matter how much Qin Hai likes Mingyun, he cannot disregard the future of his family.

Qin Hai knew this better than anyone else.

Even though there were some unexpected incidents along the way, Bai Fengqin believed that they would not affect the final outcome.

A short while later, Qin Hai arrived.

He looked like he had aged several years.

Everyone present immediately stood up, and Bai Fengqin rose from her seat to help them up.

Qin Hai glanced around. "Where's Xiao Yun?"

Manager Yang said that a servant saw her go to the rooftop garden and it seems she hasn't come down since.

Qin Xiaoxiao casually joked:

"Ha, could it be that after overthinking it, he couldn't stand it anymore and then—splat—jumped off a building?"