CHAPTER 735: CHAPTER 735: PANICKING

"Nonsensical rubbish, they are all your dad’s children, don’t try to drive a wedge between our relationships." Xiang Yazhi’s face brimmed with guilt, her voice rising several pitches.

Tang Yue sat there, calm and collected, in stark contrast to Xiang Yazhi’s panic, utterly poised and composed as she said, "Whether it is the case or not, isn’t something you can just deny out of thin air. Regardless of whose child Lian Qingqing is, I only hope you treat Qingyang better. Qingyang is your biological son, right?"

"No, could it be that you’re afraid of having no son and deliberately brought back Qingyang from someone else?" Tang Yue speculated casually.

Xiang Yazhi instinctively denied, "No, Qingyang is my son."

Tang Yue’s bright eyes looked at her intently, echoing, "Right, Qingyang is your son, but you don’t seem to treat Qingyang at all like your own. If I were you, I’d be very good to Qingyang, and especially not even think of slapping him."

"If you dare to lay a hand on Qingyang again, I can’t guarantee what I might end up telling his father." Tang Yue warned lightly.

From Xiang Yazhi’s reaction just now, Tang Yue wasn’t sure whether Qingyang or Lian Qingqing was actually the biological child, but regardless, Tang Yue only recognized Qingyang as a person.

"You..." Xiang Yazhi, pointing at Tang Yue, trembled for a while but ended up unable to utter a single word.

...

"Sister Xiao Yue, how did you manage that?" Lian Qingyang, with a cold towel on half his face, looked up to Tang Yue with admiration. Xiang Yazhi was someone who wouldn’t stop until she turned everything upside down, so how come she just left when Sister Xiao Yue arrived?

And she even seemed apologetic towards him. Although he didn’t particularly like her insincere manner, it still surprised Lian Qingyang.

"Secret." Tang Yue said with a gleeful smile. Her bright eyes sized up Lian Qingyang, a face resembling Lian He by a good half, and that familiar sense of kinship made her believe that Lian Qingyang was indeed Lian He’s child, whereas Lian Qingqing’s parentage was unknown.

"Sister Xiao Yue, please tell me." Lian Qingyang’s curiosity was piqued to the max, anxious about being left hanging.

Tang Yue pursed her lips and smiled, saying, "You should focus on preparing to open your store."

"Alright then." Lian Qingyang looked disappointed, knowing that Tang Yue wouldn’t reveal more, he simply stopped pondering it and said, "That’s right, I’ll accompany you to see your husband."

"No need, your brother-in-law is recovering quite well now. You just take good care of the computer store. Although making games might not be very profitable at first, I believe in you, it will get better in time, and you will definitely make money."

Tang Yue’s trusting gaze nearly brought tears to Lian Qingyang’s eyes.

His own mother didn’t believe in him, and although his grandfather and father didn’t object, they weren’t very optimistic about him making games. Only Sister Xiao Yue was always believing in him, supporting him, and trusting him.

"Sister Xiao Yue, don’t worry, I will definitely achieve something," Lian Qingyang said with determination.

"Mhmm."

Tang Yue nodded affirmatively.

Tang Yue returned to the hospital and, after thinking thoroughly, she still told Meng Siyu about the matter, completely forgetting that she was still at odds with Meng Siyu.

"You’re saying that Lian Qingqing isn’t a child of the Lian Family?" Meng Siyu was also somewhat shocked.

Tang Yue nodded affirmatively and said, "On the trip to Yan Mountain, Qingyang was injured and is type B blood. This time, when Lian Qingqing was injured in Country F, it turned out to be type O blood. I know that both Lian He and I are type B."

"Why would she adopt another person’s child and present them as twins?" A flicker of confusion crossed Meng Siyu’s eyes, as if to suggest that if someone were adopted, he would be more inclined to believe that it was Qingyang.

Because she didn’t give birth to a son, adopting one was just perfect.

It’s just that Lian Qingyang and Xiao Yue have always had a good relationship.

Meng Siyu wrapped his arms around her shoulders, gently stroking her furrowed brow, and said, "Wife, you don’t need to worry about this matter, I will have someone verify it."

"Right, if Xiang Yazhi were nicer to Qingyang, I wouldn’t bother with this, but given how she treats him, I think we should find out more and get a hold on Xiang Yazhi’s weakness." Tang Yue didn’t like to be in a flurry when things surfaced, and naturally wanted a thorough investigation.

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After leaving from Lian Qingyang’s place, Xiang Yazhi had been in a state of panic, making countless calls to Y country without getting through, and in a rush, she flew there directly.

Just after Xiang Yazhi flew to Y country, Tang Yue found out shortly after, half-squinting, she said, "Xiang Yazhi really has the nerve, I wonder where she got that daughter from..."

A thought flashed through Tang Yue’s mind, and she couldn’t help asking, "Si Yu, do you think that Lian Qingqing could be the daughter of the man she loves?"

"Wife, you pay too much attention to others." Meng Siyu took the opportunity to kiss her, not wanting to miss the chance to be close to her.

Y country, inside a luxurious estate.

When Xiang Yazhi arrived, just by chance Shen Jing was not there, and Lian Qingqing was very surprised to see Xiang Yazhi, asking, "Mom, what’s happened to you? Why have you suddenly come over? You and Dad... you didn’t fight, did you?"

Lian Qingqing, looking worried, continued to inquire as she saw Xiang Yazhi’s pale complexion.

"No, I just wanted to come and see you," Xiang Yazhi said with a forced smile, but it was so ugly that it looked worse than crying.

Lian Qingqing wanted to ask more, but Xiang Yazhi interrupted, "Where is your cousin?"

"He must be busy with something, I only came over today to pick some things up. Mom, why don’t you stay at my place?" Lian Qingqing, holding Xiang Yazhi’s hand, invited her.

"No, I have some business with your cousin," Xiang Yazhi refused, saying, "You go home, don’t you want to make a name for yourself in the jewelry industry? You should focus on learning. And how are you and Ziyue getting along?"

Xiang Yazhi bombarded her with questions, and Lian Qingqing couldn’t bear it anymore, finding an excuse to leave.

Xiang Yazhi was in turmoil until Shen Jing returned, and upon seeing Shen Jing hugging a voluptuous woman, they seemed inseparable with kisses from the front door all the way in.

Xiang Yazhi watched this scene and immediately felt even worse.

"Cousin," Xiang Yazhi stood there with tears in her eyes, that pitiable look in her eyes much like an Empress catching a mistress.

"Yazhi, why are you here?" Finally noticing Xiang Yazhi, impatience flickered across Shen Jing’s eyes. He soothed the woman, sitting down on the sofa with her practically clinging to him.

Xiang Yazhi said nothing, just gazed at him sorrowfully.

Shen Jing reluctantly waved his hand, indicating for the woman to go upstairs and wait. Once the woman left, Xiang Yazhi, without the chance to feel jealous, hurriedly said, "Cousin, it’s bad news. That Tang Yue knows that Qingqing is not Lian He’s daughter, and I think she suspects Qingyang too. What should we do? If Lian He finds out, he’ll kill me."

Fear was evident on Xiang Yazhi’s face as tears streamed down incessantly.