38: Chapter 38 What are you going to do?

38: Chapter 38 What are you going to do?

“Qin Han, how can you speak to me this way when I am your father-in-law?” Song Yuanqiao stood up, his face expressionless as he looked at Qin Han.

He knew that what Song Yuzhe did was somewhat excessive, but after all, he was still the Family Head of the Song family, the adoptive father of Song Yuwei, the father-in-law of Qin Han.

“Do you know what would have happened to my daughter if I hadn’t been around?” Qin Han asked coldly.

“I admit that Yuzhe did go too far this time, but it was not intentional, and now my daughter is fine.

Just give me some face, give Yuzhe a chance,” Song Yuanqiao said, knowing he was at a disadvantage but still keeping a very low profile.

“Your face doesn’t mean anything to me!” Qin Han glanced at Song Yuanqiao, his voice filled with indifference.

“Qin Han!

Don’t be insolent!” Song Yuanqiao shouted angrily.

Even though it was Song Yuzhe’s fault in the first place, Song Yuanqiao felt extremely humiliated that Qin Han wouldn’t give him any face despite his pleading.

“I know Yu Wei is nothing but a tool to you, just a means to change your precious son’s fate, but that was before.

Once I, Qin Han, stepped in, it would never happen again!”

“Dare to lay a finger on my daughter and wife, and get ready to collect Yuzhe’s body!”

“Qin Han, don’t talk to dad like that.

In fact, dad has been helping me secretly all these years.

He has been very good to me,” Song Yuwei hurriedly stood up and placed her daughter into Qin Han’s arms.

She feared that Qin Han, once angered, might disregard everything and do something to Song Yuanqiao, especially since Qin Han used to enjoy fighting, and even more so now.

The little one nestled in Qin Han’s embrace, her small hands tracing his face, trying to tug the corners of his mouth into a smile while saying, “Daddy, I’m fine now, smile for me.”

The child’s actions amused Qin Han, and a smile immediately appeared on his face.

This made Song Yuanqiao, who was standing to the side, feel rather bitter.

Qin Han’s smile when looking at his daughter felt warm like a spring breeze, but his expression toward Yuanqiao was as cold as ice.

“Grandpa treats me really well, he often buys me tasty treats,” the child said.

“I have never seen Yu Wei as just a tool.

Although I am the Family Head, a lot of matters truly are beyond my control,” Yuanqiao said.

“I know that these years have been hard on Yu Wei.”

Song Yuanqiao looked at Qin Han, his face filled with desolation.

“Dad, I know, you don’t need to explain any further,” Song Yuwei said as she took Song Yuanqiao’s hand, trying to comfort him.

“If you feel you cannot control the Song Group, and don’t hold absolute authority, then hand over the position to Yu Wei, instead of putting on this emotional act here,” Qin Han said, leaving no room for Song Yuanqiao’s dignity, his words shocking.

After hearing Qin Han’s words, Song Yuanqiao seemed to age decades in an instant, his eyes turning somewhat lifeless.

“Qin Han!

Shut your mouth!” Song Yuwei, seeing Song Yuanqiao’s state, shouted loudly.

“Sweetie, go home with mommy.

Daddy has some things to take care of.

Alright?” Qin Han bent down and softly spoke to the child.

“I know, I’ll be good,” the little one earnestly said.

“Number Three, see Yu Wei and the others home safely,” Qin Han instructed Number Three before turning to leave.

“Yes, Mr.

Qin, rest assured.

I’ll ensure the lady is safely delivered home!” Number Three said, immediately entering bodyguard mode, standing behind Song Yuwei, in the classic protectors’ stance.

“Qin Han!” Song Yuwei, seeing Qin Han about to leave, called out anxiously.

“I’m going out to take care of some matters.

You all go home first,” Qin Han said indifferently, his face devoid of any emotion.

“Qin Brother, wait for me, I will come with you,” Zhou Wenfeng said as he quickly caught up with Qin Han.

Qin Han’s pace was steady, but in the blink of an eye, he reached the end of the corridor.

Just as he was about to press the elevator button, the elevator doors automatically opened, and a nurse rushed out, bumping right into Qin Han’s arms.

“Be careful!” Qin Han simply said before he and Zhou Wenfeng entered the elevator.

The nurse looked up blankly at Qin Han, and just as the elevator doors were closing, she suddenly pointed at the elevator and shouted, “It was you!”

The elevator doors did not stop for her cries, and the nurse turned her head to see Director Jiang and quickly called out, “Director Jiang, the prescription from last time belongs to the man in the elevator.”

Director Jiang was startled at her words and quickly walked up to the elevator, only to sigh deeply as he saw the elevator had reached the first floor, “Ah, what a pity.”

“Since the prescription belongs to this young man, everything that happened today is justified.

It seems this young man’s medical skills must be absolutely extraordinary!”

Not long ago, a nurse from the pharmacy showed him a prescription, claiming the medicinal herbs listed were quite strange.

At first, he didn’t take it seriously, but upon closer inspection, he realized it was actually two miraculous prescriptions.

One was for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, a marvelous prescription made up of many normally insignificant herbs.

He had not yet figured out the purpose of the other one but thought of seeking the advice of this remarkable person when the opportunity arose.

He hadn’t expected the person to be this young man.

He must ask President Zhou to do him this favor and arrange another meeting with this young man.

In the hospital, Song Yuwei watched Qin Han walking away, her heart filled with an indescribable feeling.

She could sense Qin Han’s anger and was worried about what he might do to Song Yuzhe, who was, after all, of the Song family’s bloodline.

Zhou Wenfeng and Qin Han quickly arrived at the base of the Song Group’s building.

“It’s not appropriate for you to go up, wait for me in the car!” Leaving these words behind, Qin Han got out of the car and entered the Song Group’s main entrance.

“May I ask who you’re looking for?” the receptionist’s pleasant voice rang out.

Qin Han ignored her and headed straight for the elevator.

“Sir, you can’t go up without an appointment.

Sir, security!

There’s someone trespassing!” Seeing that she couldn’t stop Qin Han, the receptionist quickly called for security.

About a dozen security guards ran towards the elevator, but after just a brief minute-long encounter, there was a chorus of wails, and Qin Han walked into the elevator, leaving behind a ground of ‘corpses.’

When Qin Han kicked open the door to Song Yuzhe’s office, Song Yuzhe was flirting with his secretary.

“Qin Han?

Are you fucking sick?

Are both you and your woman fucking sick or what?

Can’t you knock, you idiot!” As soon as he saw it was Qin Han, Song Yuzhe immediately cursed.

“You’ve hit my wife and hurt my daughter, and you still have the nerve to mess around with women here?” Qin Han’s voice was icy, devoid of any emotion, and his face was covered in frost.

“Who…

who hurt your daughter, it was…

it was her own careless bump,” Song Yuzhe shivered for the first time upon seeing Qin Han like this, frightened by the cold expression on Qin Han’s face.

The secretary was also seething with resentment.

Song Yuwei was one thing, being the head of the department after all, but this loser was pulling the same stunt.

It had taken her so much effort to hook up with a rich young master, and he was ruining her chance.

“How did you get up here?

Is this a place for you to come?” The secretary, her face caked with foundation like makeup before death, said spitefully.

While speaking, she straightened her clothes and approached Qin Han, intending to push him out.

Qin Han ignored her, took a step forward, and grabbed Song Yuzhe from across the desk, lifting him up as if he were picking up a small chicken.

Song Yuzhe hung in the air, the tight collar choking him so that he could hardly breathe.

“What…

What are you going to do?”