Chapter 12
Xie Yan sent people to dig up Qi Han's mother's grave.
He took out the urn and arrogantly placed it by the river, pretending to pour the ashes in.
Qi Han, wearing a black windbreaker, stood there and confronted him coldly.
And I was in a building on the other side, watching this wonderful show through the glass.
"Miss, the police have taken care of everything."
Zhou Heng was holding a black box in his hand: "We have already communicated with the sanatorium, and we are just waiting for the young lady to come over."
"Not urgent."
I turned around and smiled at him: "Come and watch the show, Zhou Heng."
The two sides were in a standoff.
Xie Yan held up the urn and swung it nonchalantly: "I didn't expect you to be so filial. A broken urn can force you out."
Qi Han sneered: "Xie Yan, don't be so naive. I can tell the master of the family what you have done at any time and kick you out."
"Master, Master..."
The smile on Xie Yan's face disappeared instantly: "Besides using that old man to threaten me, what else can you do?"
"What else? A piece of shit like you shouldn't know better than me?"
This place is famous for being dirty and messy, and the police are too lazy to come here.
The floor was not high, and I could even see Qi Han's hands behind his back trembling slightly.
He is a complete paranoid.
He will be endlessly obsessed with the things he values and possesses, which satisfy his desire for control.
Like his mother, like me.
His mother originally didn't want to see the head of the family again , but Qi Han interfered.
Later, his mother died and he left everything to the Xie family.
Even though he acted as if nothing had happened and even missed his mother's funeral, I knew his weakness.
I once saw him drunk, muttering his mother's name. That day was the anniversary of his mother's death.
The next day, he was still ruthless and showed no mercy.
Counting the time, I saw Xie Yan suddenly rush up and punch Qi Han.
Qi Han caught it and the two started fighting.
I curled my lips: "One, two, three..."
Suddenly, the sirens of police cars , and they were quickly surrounded.
I turned around and took Zhou Heng's hand: "Let's go to the sanatorium."
The nursing home is full of my people.
What a joke. How could I, Xie Yuan, escape without leaving any way out?
The man on the hospital bed had pale lips. He moved his lips after hearing the sound, then opened his eyes.
I sat down on the bed and said with a smile, "Father."
The head of the family looked at me for a while and smiled: "I didn't expect it to be you."
"Are you surprised to see me?" He was still smiling, without any of his former decisiveness.
"It is destined that you will be a child of the Xie family. Otherwise, I would not have chosen you from among those children."
I smiled and said nothing.
"Xie Yan can't hold his temper, and Qi Han is very scheming." A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the head of the family.
"If you could allow me to live a few more years, the Xie family would have stopped them from messing around."
I took an orange and peeled it. "What are you talking about, father? You will get well."
The head of the family sneered and said nothing.
"Actually, you know that Qi Han is not your child." I took a slice of orange and put it in my mouth, and the sweetness exploded in my mouth.
"But you still raised him for so many years."
"If it weren't for Qi Han, you wouldn't be where you are today."
"Of course, father is shrewd."
The head of the family has no blood ties in his eyes, only ambition.
He enjoyed watching his juniors kill each other and bring him down.
I don't really have much to talk about with him.
The last will drawn up by the head of the family only had .
After I stood up, I seemed to remember something and stopped.
"Zhou Heng."
Zhou Heng opened the black box, and inside it were several syringes lying quietly.
I took one of them.
The patriarch laughed again and closed his eyes.
I slowly pushed the medicine into his body.
"Father, I am Xie Yuan."
"I am your only daughter. I will take care of you until the end of your life and fulfill my filial duty."
The drugs quickly eroded the memory.
The shrewdness in his eyes gradually disappeared.
Xie has been researching memory-erasing drugs for thirty years. I was the first guinea pig and he was the second.
Soon, there will be a third and a fourth.
The empty syringe fell to the ground.
I took Zhou Heng's hand and pulled him out.
The Xie family has changed hands.
