Chapter 91: The Small Matter of My Father Actually Being a Hidden Big Shot, Part 1

The biological daughter of the Qin family, who grew up in the Tan household and was given the name Tan Suqing, had never been sent back either.

Qin Yancheng had always assumed his younger sister simply did not want to return to the Qin family, until he accidentally saw media reports about the Tan family’s swapped-daughter scandal.

The shameless reports were merciless, saying the false daughter had stolen the true daughter’s place and bullied her as well, her nature vile to the core.

Only when Qin Yancheng went to the Tan residence did he discover that Tan Suqing had not refused to come back at all; it was the Tan family who would not let her go.

By contrast, after Qin Yuanyuan returned to her birth parents, she was adored beyond measure, and every wish she made was granted.

As for the false daughter, Madam Tan despised her while also believing that having raised her for so many years meant the girl owed her everything.

Thus, the more doting Madam Tan was toward the true daughter, the harsher and more severe she became with the false one.

Qin Yancheng did not know what Tan Suqing had endured.

But the Tan family said Tan Suqing had been stupid since childhood, plain to the point of ugliness, timid and submissive, nothing at all like a member of the Tan family.

Her temperament was poor, she was insensible, a perfect case of a son taking after his father and a daughter after her mother.

Even if Qin Yancheng had not fully accepted Tan Suqing as his biological sister yet, he could not tolerate anyone speaking of her like that, and immediately clashed with them.

The Tan side consisted of wealthy heirs and privileged young men, whereas Qin Yancheng was merely a child from an ordinary family.

The consequence of that conflict was a lawsuit, detention, a criminal record, and a hefty compensation payment.

After he got out, Qin Yancheng had no intention of going head-to-head with the Tan family anymore. Perhaps having seen the reality of things, he only wanted to make money as soon as possible and shoulder the responsibility of supporting his parents.

Yet Qin Yuanyuan found him and complained that someone had bullied her and so on. Qin Yancheng still cared for this sister, and could not stand by and do nothing, so he chose to avenge her.

In the end, it was only a wager between Qin Yuanyuan and the wealthy heirs from the Tan side: they were betting that Qin Yancheng would come when called and leave when dismissed, like a dog.

Qin Yancheng had one leg crushed by a second-generation rich boy in a car, but Qin Yuanyuan chose to keep silent and stood on the rich boy’s side.

The Qin family received compensation that felt almost insulting, but Qin Yancheng, once full of vigor and brilliance, became a cripple.

When the original owner learned of this, he was so furious he simply died of anger.

But he truly could not swallow this humiliation. He considered himself fair to his adopted daughter; though he raised children with the principle of equal treatment, never favoring one side over another.

Yet because Qin Yuanyuan was a daughter, he had, to some extent, shown her a bit more favor.

And still, he had raised an ungrateful wolf.

That blow was far more devastating than his eldest son declaring that he liked Qin Yuanyuan and wanted to be with her; perhaps the two shocks were equally severe.

In any case, the original owner was directly overwhelmed to death by it.

Because the shock had been so brutal, the original owner’s obsession became becoming a wealthy family more powerful than the Tan clan.

Then he would break his eldest son’s leg and make him understand that such forbidden, perverse feelings had absolutely no place in the real world.

He would cut off that thought before it could grow, so Qin Yuanyuan would not toy with him and leave him crippled in the end.

Then he would properly make amends to his biological daughter, and make Qin Yuanyuan regret her actions until her guts turned green.

Before Qin Yancheng discovered that something was wrong, Qin Ye had already lowered the hand pressing at his chest and decided to complete the original owner’s second obsession immediately.

His wife, Feng Xiaolian, was still arguing with their eldest son, trying to make him understand what nonsense he was spouting.

Meanwhile, Qin Ye turned around, walked to the tool shed, found a heavy wrench inside, and then came back out to bring it down hard, fast, and ruthlessly on his eldest son’s long leg.

Qin Yancheng let out a piercing scream at once, and Feng Xiaolian, startled, kicked Qin Ye in return.

“Old Qin, are you insane?”

Qin Ye’s expression was cold and hard. “Call an ambulance and send him to orthopedics for treatment.”

Feng Xiaolian said, “Yancheng has always liked talking nonsense. Maybe he was just shooting his mouth off. How can you be like this? Without saying a word, you just broke your own son’s leg.”

“If I’d broken it in my hands, we could still get him to the hospital in time.

If he had run off to the Tan family and started talking nonsense there, the Tan family would think our Qin household was some filthy cesspool, that we were mistreating their daughter.

Once they got angry, they could simply spend money to hire someone to break his leg. And if it were broken elsewhere, no one would kindly and promptly take him for treatment.

By then, your son would be a cripple for life.”

Feng Xiaolian wanted to object, but for some reason, the image of the Tan couple barging in that day with their overbearing airs surfaced in her mind, and the words of protest in her mouth faded away.

Yes, what was the Qin family compared with a household like the Tan family?

Yuanyuan... Yuanyuan was no longer her daughter.

Feng Xiaolian fell silent. She turned and made the emergency call, while Qin Ye casually stuffed a dishcloth from the table into Qin Yancheng’s mouth, muffling the cries and howls.

Good. The world was quiet again.

Between going to the hospital himself and sending his eldest son to the hospital, Qin Ye chose the latter.

After Qin Yancheng’s leg was set and he had been given anesthetic, the look he gave Qin Ye was full of resentment. “Dad, am I really your biological son?”

“Not necessarily.”

Qin Ye peeled him an apple and infused it with a trace of spiritual energy, just in case something went wrong in his recovery and he ended up crippled after all.

On one hand, Qin Yancheng felt he ought to be angry with Qin Ye; on the other hand, his body moved faster than his brain and took the apple Qin Ye had peeled, bringing it naturally to his own mouth.

Then he became even angrier.

Damn it, my leg was just broken, so why am I still accepting his kindness?

Thinking that, Qin Yancheng angrily ate the apple in big bites.

It turned out to be quite delicious. He even wanted to ask where his father had bought it.

Feng Xiaolian brought him food suited to a patient’s digestion, yet not bland enough to be tasteless.

Seeing his reaction, she finally let out a breath of relief.

She had thought Qin Yancheng would harbor a grudge against Old Qin.

Who knew the boy would be all appetite and no memory of pain.

Qin Yancheng mainly had not expected his father to be such a man of action. If he had known earlier, how could he have said things like liking his sister and wanting to be with her?

After all, saying such things could get your leg broken by your own father.

While Qin Yancheng recovered, Qin Ye began taking stock of the family’s assets.

The original owner earned several hundred thousand a year. Though he raised both daughter and son with great care, Qin Yuanyuan had been sent to study piano from a young age.

As for Qin Yancheng, one moment he was learning music, the next he was off to learn martial arts.

The child had the attention span of a few minutes, but the original owner never scolded him. Instead, he encouraged him to try more new things.

He himself had never had such conditions growing up. Now that he had children, he wanted to provide everything he could for them.

Overall, Qin Yancheng had a very good temperament, naturally optimistic and not one to hold grudges, always wearing a foolishly cheerful expression.

The sort of person who looks like a male idol when not smiling, but turns into a comic fool when he does.

After all, when someone smiles too brightly, they can seem a little simple-minded.

Feng Xiaolian was a dance teacher. She had once danced in a troupe, and later, when she grew older, retired and became a dance instructor.

Though much had happened at home, classes still had to be attended.

Only Qin Ye took an extended leave, acting as though, with his wife free to pursue her career, the family’s troubles were his concern alone.

While keeping his crippled son company, Qin Ye also began acquainting himself with the stock market in this world.

But the assets the original owner had saved up amounted only to the emergency fund that the couple had agreed would never be touched unless absolutely necessary. It was not much, only about three hundred thousand altogether.

After all, the family was supporting two money pits, not to mention daily expenses and the like, so there was not much left to save.

The original owner earned more than ordinary people, but he also spent more than ordinary people.

Fortunately, Qin Ye only needed a bit of startup capital.

Qin Ye had always been the one handling the money in the Qin household. Feng Xiaolian had no interest in managing finances; if she did, she would not even know where the money had gone when it ran short, so she simply left it alone.

Qin Ye moving the emergency fund would trigger a notification on Feng Xiaolian’s side, but he had already told her about it, so she would not call to ask.

After eating an apple and taking the anesthetic, Qin Yancheng, no longer in pain, came back to life and called up his friends in the group chat to queue up for a gaming session.

Seeing how happy he looked, Qin Ye simply bought every skin that could be bought for him.

Qin Yancheng stared, dumbfounded. “Dad, have you been possessed? Or is this compensation for breaking my leg?”

It was only about ten thousand yuan, yet look at how moved the boy was.

At this rate, he might be willing to break another leg for money.

“Dad thinks about it now, and it was a little too impulsive back then. But if it happened again, Dad would still choose to break your leg.”

Qin Yancheng: ...

“I just couldn’t accept, for a moment, that my sister wasn’t my sister. Besides, you and Mom raised Yuanyuan for eighteen years. Would you really abandon her just because she isn’t your biological daughter?”

Qin Ye was silent for a moment, then said, “It’s not that we’re abandoning her now. It’s that she doesn’t intend to have anything to do with us.”

“How could that be? Yuanyuan has always been obedient and sensible. How could she not want us? She’s not the kind of person who looks down on the poor and favors the rich.”

“Was she obedient and sensible when she asked you for pocket money and wanted you to do things for her?”

Qin Yancheng: ...

Uh, that did seem to be the case.

But he was her older brother, so of course he should indulge his younger sister a little. Besides, she had been plain-looking since childhood... no, that was not right, she had simply never been as good-looking as him since childhood, and he had worried she might feel inferior.

Qin Ye smiled without speaking, handed the phone back to Qin Yancheng, and opened his laptop to start working.

The Tan family had recently announced assets worth several billion, and one of the products under their company had become a long-running, evergreen brand with a strong reputation. Their products were sold across the country.

They enjoyed very high public acceptance.

To surpass the Tan family in a short time, taking the ordinary path would not work.

So he would have to take an unconventional one.

In addition, he had to bring Tan Suqing back as soon as possible.

Speaking of which, he had not yet seen the plot involving Bai Juan in this world.

And as if summoned by the very thought, just when Qin Ye remembered that he had not seen Bai Juan’s plot, Bai Juan descended at once, graceful and unhurried.