The two had never met and were about to discuss an unpleasant topic. The awkwardness was inevitable.
“Mr. Qi, I wanted to apologize to you and Mr. Cen,” Yuan Xiaoxi held the glass, biting the corner of her lip and trembling. Many men might feel pity seeing this.
Cen Baihe looked at the woman coldly, shook the newspaper in his hand, and turned to look at Qi Yan, but Qi Yan’s face did not have the tolerance and gentleness he expected.
“Miss Yuan, can I ask you a question?” Qi Yan’s expression was very cold, “Do you know what your father did?”
Yuan Xiaoxi wanted to lie and say she didn’t know, but Qi Yan’s clear eyes seemed to be able to penetrate her heart, preventing her from telling lies, “I’m sorry, I couldn’t control him.”
“But you didn’t apologize on behalf of your father to those who were hurt by him,” Qi Yan sneered, “Of course, these things have nothing to do with you, you are innocent, and you shouldn’t apologize. So we don’t need you to apologize for this.”
The corners of Yuan Xiaoxi’s lips trembled, and she said emotionally after a long while, “What can I do? He’s my father!”
Qi Yan was indifferent to Yuan Xiaoxi’s cries, and even thought it was a bit ridiculous. Yuan Xiaoxi behaved so innocently. In fact, she was not much better than her father. She bullied and played with people’s hearts. Qi Yan was a little sick of her pretense.
In the end, what she worried about was not her father, but whether her father could provide for her.
“What you do is up to you and your family. All I do is send criminals to the police,” Qi Yan said with a sullen face, “It is up to the law to decide whether he is guilty or not. There’s no point talking to us.”
“Heh,” Yuan Xiaoxi said angrily when she saw Qi Yan so disrespectful to her, “What are you so proud of? You think you’re someone just because you know the Cen family?”
Qi Yan did not feel ashamed, but took pride in it, “Yes, wouldn’t you?”
“Shameless!” Yuan Xiaoxi stood up from the sofa, “A leech like you will be replaced sooner or later. It’s disgusting for a man to be someone else’s plaything!”
“Butler, see off the guest.” Cen Baihe gave Yuan Xiaoxi a cold look, “Miss Yuan, pay attention to your words.”
Yuan Xiaoxi was so frightened by Cen Baihe that she didn’t dare to speak any more. She glared at Qi Yan hatefully, then turned and ran out.
Qi Yan stared blankly at her back, and took a long time to react, “Why did she come here?”
“Probably hope you would pity her and let her father go, but you didn’t give her any face, so she showed her true colors.” Cen Baihe couldn’t help laughing, and he didn’t even know that the newspaper in his hand was crumpled. “Okay, don’t be angry, I’ll ask someone to make you a bowl of noodles?”
“You think this is a joke?” Qi Yan stared at Qian Cen Baihe, “A plaything? What nonsense!”
Before Cen Baihe could explain, Qi Yan already exploded.
“Who is trying to slander you? Who would bring their plaything home? To have their family beat them up?” Qi Yan took a gulp of his drink and suppressed his anger, “Someone must be using me to destroy your reputation.”
The Cen family was a benevolent family who did a lot of good deeds. Outstanding descendants were produced in every generation, and they were famous throughout the country. When others spread rumors to discredit Cen Baihe, they were also discrediting the entire Cen family.
“Why didn’t you think that someone was trying to harm you instead?” Cen Baihe couldn’t help but ask when he saw Qi Yan like this.
“How can they destroy my reputation with just a few words?” Qi Yan’s anger still remained, “I am all by myself, even if they claimed that I am a plaything, it will not affect me making money. Maybe there will be even more opportunities because of you. But you’re not like me, if this kind of rumor spreads, what will others think of you? “
“I never care what others think of me,” Cen Baihe chuckled lightly. “They can’t change my life.”
“Actually, I think you are quite suitable to practice Taosim based on your attitude,” Qi Yan’s eyes suddenly glowed, “With your aptitude, you will definitely become a skilled master.”
Cen Baihe suddenly felt helpless seeing him like that. People would usually think about something inappropriate when discussing this topic, but Qian Qian…
Sometimes he liked that Qian Qian was a bit slow, so that he couldn’t recognize it when girls were interested in him. But when this was applied to him, he hoped that he would not be so slow.
“What’s the matter with you?” Qi Yan saw that Cen Baihe’s face didn’t look right, and reached out and patted him on the shoulder, “We are brothers, that is clear, don’t worry.”
He thought about it and added, “How about I move back home tomorrow?”
Cen Baihe’s face suddenly collapsed, “If you move back,I’m not your friend anymore.” After speaking, he turned and strode upstairs.
“Hey?” Qi Yan looked at Cen Baihe’s back and touched the back of his head blankly. Was he angry?
Even if he didn’t move back now, he would in the future. He couldn’t live in their house for the rest of his life, right? No matter how thick-skinned he was, he couldn’t do such a thing.
When it was time for dinner, Qi Yan found that Cen Baihe was back to normal, as if the anger just now had never happened. Qi Yan touched his arm, “Baihe, what happened to you this afternoon?”
“It’s nothing, just work problems. I’m sorry to let it out on you,” Cen Baihe looked at the man beside him. When he smiled, his eyes were as clear as the sky. There was nothing more beautiful than them.
Qi Yan treated him sincerely, even helped him to live longer. It was not fair for him to get angry just because the feelings he had for him were not what he wanted.
“I have a big heart, and I won’t be angry because of this trivial matter,” Qi Yan really didn’t take the matter to his heart and put a chicken wing into Cen Baihe’s bowl, “Come on, you’ll feel better after eating.”
Cen Baihe smiled helplessly when he saw him treat him like a child, but when he put the wing in his mouth, it tasted sweet.
No matter how Qian Qian felt about him, the affection he had for himself was so precious, even if it was just friendship.
Third Master Cen, who was immersed in eating, glanced at Cen Baihe and wanted to speak, but when he met his brother’s smiling eyes, he closed his mouth. He shouldn’t intervene in his feelings.
After dinner, Qi Yan found Aunt Zhang resting in the maid’s room. To avoid misunderstanding, he also brought Cen Baihe along with him. Although the age difference between him and Aunt Zhang was more than twenty years old, some people’s imagination could run wild, so it’s better for him to be more careful.
Aunt Zhang thought that Qi Yan had forgotten about this, so when she saw him, she was overjoyed, but the surprise turned into fright when she saw Cen Baihe behind him, “Fifth…Fifth Master.” Did Qi Yan mean to ask Fifth Master Cen for help?
“Aunt Zhang, do you have any clothes your son wore when he was a child?” Qi Yan didn’t say much to Aunt Zhang. After putting the things in his hands on the table, he said straightforwardly, “I need something he’d worn before.”
“Yes, yes.” Aunt Zhang found a leather bag from the closet, which contained several neatly folded children’s clothes. She touched the clothes, and smiled bitterly, “When I got divorced, I wanted something to remember him by, so I took some of his clothes, I didn’t expect…”
“Aunt Zhang, don’t cry,” Qi Yan gave her a reassuring smile, “Your child will be fine.”
Aunt Zhang knew that Qi Yan could tell fortunes, so she smiled a little when she heard him say that, “Thank you.”
Qi Yan grabbed a handful of glutinous rice and threw them on the table. Then, he placed incense burners, candles and other objects on the table. He lit three incense sticks and handed them to Aunt Zhang, “Aunt Zhang, recite your child’s name in your heart, and stick them in the burner.”
Although Aunt Zhang didn’t understand why she had to do this, she was eager to find her son, so she did as Qi Yan said.
At the moment when she tried to insert the incense sticks into the burner, she felt some resistance, preventing her from inserting them.
Seeing this, Qi Yan quickly pinched a finger and slapped Aunt Zhang on the back. The resistance disappeared immediately, and the incense sticks stood firmly in the burner. Aunt Zhang looked at the incense burner in shock, and then back at Qi Yan. What the hell is going on?
“Give me a few strands of your hair.” Qi Yan frowned as he looked at the scattered smoke.
Aunt Zhang grabbed her hair without hesitation, plucking a large amount of hair.
Qi Yan turned around, saw the hair in her hand, and was stunned for a moment. He only wanted a few strands, she plucked a handful?
He silently took the hair into his hands, chanted a few spells, and put the hair into the incense burner.
A pitiful mother hoping to find her child.
