Chapter 227: Chapter 227: Could it be him_1
She tossed and turned all night without sleep.
The next morning, Xue Xiaochan got out of bed with dark circles under her eyes.
She fiddled at the vanity for a while but still couldn’t use makeup to cover up the traces of her dark circles.
Thinking about last night all over again made her even angrier.
Thus, she shouted at the top of her lungs, "You bastard, come over here!"
Qin Feng hurried over to Xue Xiaochan, flashing a brilliant, ingratiating smile, "Wife, how may I serve you?"
"Go get my clothes from the wardrobe."
"What clothes?"
"What else? The clothes I’m wearing today!"
Xue Xiaochan was still angry, furious about last night.
Her legally wedded husband was of no use to her at night, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she got.
If he wouldn’t obey her at night, then she would just have to order him around more during the day, to make up for all the grievances she suffered at night.
Qin Feng rummaged through the wardrobe, and finally picked out a black, body-hugging long dress.
The dress wasn’t revealing at all, but it was guaranteed to accentuate her figure and be very sexy when worn.
The detail-oriented Qin Feng even opened another cabinet, picking out something else for Xue Xiaochan to pair with it.
With the long dress in one hand and that something in the other, Qin Feng cheekily asked, "Wife, how do you like my choices?"
"Did I ask you to grab these? Don’t call me wife, you’re useless!"
"But I like seeing you in these!"
Qin Feng hugged Xue Xiaochan from behind and planted a kiss on her cheek.
That kiss extinguished the rage brewing in Xue Xiaochan’s belly on the spot.
"Get lost, you stink!"
She took the long dress Qin Feng had chosen, held it up to evaluate.
Then, she took the other set, glared at Qin Feng, and said irritably, "You’re despicable!"
Knowing he’d angered her last night, Qin Feng hastily ran to the kitchen, cooked two bowls of noodles, and even made a poached egg for each.
Xue Xiaochan, now dressed in the skirt, came out and immediately smelled the enticing aroma of the noodles.
Seeing the noodles on the table, she glared and said, "Don’t try to butter me up! If you’re capable, make me breakfast every morning!"
"I only know a few dishes, and if I make them every morning, it won’t take a week before you get sick of them. How am I going to appease you after I’ve made you angry?"
"You... are such a little devil."
"A little devil paired with a little fairy, isn’t that just perfect?"
...
In the Capital, Qin Family Manor.
Seeing his son who was still lying unconscious on the bed, Qin Dongrui clenched his fist and asked Qiao Wenshou, "Old Qiao, is there any hope for Feipeng?"
"Young Master’s Dantian has been destroyed, even if his life is saved, he’ll be crippled.
Continuing his martial arts training is absolutely impossible, being able to stand and walk by himself would already be a great blessing."
"Is there really no other solution?"
"It’s very difficult."
Qiao Wenshou didn’t make his statement absolute, but Qin Dongrui understood what his answer implied.
Just then, an attendant came in with a piece of paper.
"Mr. Qin, we have identified the person who injured Young Master Qin. His name is Qin Feng, he’s from Zhonghai, with a mother called Wang Guixiang, and his father died in an accident 18 years ago..."
Upon seeing the photo passed by the attendant, Qin Dongrui paused for a moment.
"You may go now!"
After sending the attendant away, Qin Dongrui passed the photo to Qiao Wenshou.
"What do you think?"
"Could it be him?"
"He just looks very similar and also happens to have the surname Qin, but it’s not certain.
Qin family’s third son was expelled thirty years ago. The matters of his getting married and having children, he’s kept them very secret; to this day, no one has figured out who his wife and children are.
With the third son’s intelligence, he probably wouldn’t let his children carry the Qin surname."
"But what if he pulled off a deception right under our noses?"
"This Qin Feng must be eliminated! However, before doing that, we must obtain his DNA to verify whether he truly is the third son’s offspring.
If he is, then it’s fine to kill him.
If he’s not, after we’ve killed him, we’ll still need to continue searching for the third son’s offsprings.
Now that Feipeng has become disabled, if the third son’s offspring emerge at this moment, they will definitely vie for the position of Family Head."
Qiao Wenshou took out a blue and white porcelain vial and handed it to Qin Dongrui.
"What’s this?"
"These are the Twin Dragon Pills, there are two in total. Mr. Qin, you take one, and give the other to your other half.
After taking it, consummate the marriage within half an hour and I guarantee you will have twins, both boys."
"What do you mean?"
"Feipeng is highly likely to be incapacitated, and you only have this one son, which means you have too few chips in your hand.
If you could have another pair of twin sons and leave more offsprings for the Qin family, then when the time comes to compete for the position of Family Head, you will have the upper hand.
You are even more familiar with the rules of the Qin family than I am. When selecting the Family Head, we must not only assess your abilities, but also the abilities of your sons."
"Isn’t it too late for me to have sons now?"
"Not only is it not too late, it’s actually the perfect time.
Although the old master is already eighty-three, his health is exceptionally robust; living another twenty years won’t be a problem.
Twenty years from now, Mr. Qin, you’ll only be 68, and there’s no question that you could live another thirty years.
Being too young can lead to rashness and an inability to stabilize a family.
If you’re too old, however, you’ll have the will but not the strength.
Twenty plus thirty years, that’s fifty years.
If Mr. Qin were to have another pair of twin sons now, when you’re ready to pass on the position of Family Head, the twins would be around fifty – the most suitable age to take over as Family Head."
Qiao Wenshou’s analysis persuaded Qin Dongrui.
Having only Qin Feipeng as a son indeed wasn’t advantageous in the struggle for the position of Family Head.
But Qin Dongrui was willing to have another pair of twin sons. The key question was, with whom?
Qin Dongrui’s wife had died from cancer ten years ago.
In these ten years, he had slept with countless women, but he had not developed feelings for any of them.
If he had to name a woman he had ever loved, it would be Yu Keqing.
But Yu Keqing wouldn’t sleep with him!
Qiao Wenshou, reading Qin Dongrui’s mind, asked with a broad smile, "Mr. Qin, do you intend to give one of the Twin Dragon Pills to that Yu Keqing?"
"Do you have a plan?"
"If Mr. Qin just wants to sleep with Yu Keqing, I could easily give you some drugs for that. But if you want her to bear you twin sons, it has to come from the heart.
After all, your sons would need to stay in her womb for ten months. If you force her, who’s to say she won’t harm your sons?
Moreover, if you want the children to be healthy, you’ll at least need to ensure that their mother is willing to have them, right?
If the mother is happy and content during pregnancy, the children born will be much healthier and lively.
If the mother is depressed, even if the children are ultimately born, they’d likely be troubled."
"That’s enough. First, find a way to cure Feipeng. As for Yu Keqing, I’ll handle it myself. I refuse to believe that I, Qin Mr. Qin, can’t handle one woman."
