Chapter 127 Xie Qingcen, getting married?

Zeng Shuwan was still skeptical, she pursed her lips, "So these days, you helped that brat Xie Qingcen to hide it from me and Old Xie?"

"Qi Chong, you are really getting more and more disobedient. You are not as sensible as before."

Zeng Shuwan sniffed a little aggrievedly when she spoke of the sad part.

But her hand still tightly grasped the household registration book, as if she was afraid that Qi Chong would rush up and snatch it away.

Qi Chong pursed his lips, his expression becoming more and more helpless.

The old lady is obviously over seventy years old, but her temper seems to be still in her youth, and in recent years, she has become more and more naughty.

There is a tendency to develop in the direction of an old naughty boy.

But what can she do? The old chairman dotes on her, Mr. Xie dotes on her, and the old lady has really never experienced any difficulties in her life.

If there is any, then it is only the incident of the eldest lady being kicked out of the Xie family a few years ago.

Fortunately, despite her mischievous nature, the old lady was a reasonable person.

Qi Chong took a deep breath, looked up, and a smile played on his lips. "Madam, you're serious. I've always remembered your kindness to me. If it weren't for you and the old chairman who extended a helping hand when I was most in need, I wouldn't be where I am today."

He didn't come from a privileged background, a true college graduate who had risen from the mountains, relying entirely on his own hard work.

His parents were farmers, and even as the only child in the family, supporting his university education was still a challenge.

However, he persevered, relying on his parents' tuition and his own part-time work to make it through his junior year.

But the hemp rope always breaks at the thinnest point. During the summer vacation of his junior year, his father, who was working in the city, passed away suddenly in a car accident. Just as he was anxious to seek justice for his father, his mother was diagnosed with kidney failure.

He had barely recovered from the loss of a loved one when he had to face the loss of his mother.

At the time, his family had no money to treat his mother's illness, and the compensation for his father's car accident wouldn't even cover her health for a few days.

No matter how capable Qi Chong was, he was still just a student.

The dual burdens of life and family weighed on his spine. He couldn't abandon his mother. He had already lost his father, so how could he lose her again?

During that time, Qi Chong was as frail as a bamboo pole, practically prone to collapse at the slightest breeze.

Just as he was about to abandon his studies and work part-time to earn money for his mother's medical treatment, he met the old chairman and his wife.

The wife took pity on him, while the old chairman valued his abilities and character.

His situation perfectly matched the criteria for the Xie family's charity, so the chairman and his wife naturally provided financial support.

Not only did they help with his mother's treatment, but they also helped him complete his studies.

It's safe to say that Qi Chong's current success is inseparable from the support of Zeng Shuwan and Xie Qingcen's father, the old chairman.

Qi Chong is not an ungrateful person. Almost as soon as he graduated, he relied on his own real talents and hard work to enter Hanfei.

Without relying on anyone, he grew step by step from an ordinary profession to Xie Qingcen's personal assistant.

He was even the right-hand man of Xie Qingcen's father.

This also shows that Xie Qingcen's father still has some vision for him, but it may not be much.

So no matter what happens, as long as Hanfei does not go bankrupt, Qi Chong will never leave, nor will he betray the Xie family.

The smile on Qi Chong's lips deepened a little. He stood there quietly, with a hint of gratitude hidden in his calm eyes.

There was not a trace of aggression in Hanfei and the business world.

However, Zeng Shuwan still didn't buy it. It was not that she didn't believe or doubt Qi Chong, but now, she really wanted to find out what kind of person her daughter-in-law was.

She raised her hand to wipe the nonexistent tears from her eyes, then looked at Qi Chong. "In that case, then please let me meet that brat's marriage partner so I can have some peace of mind!" Qi

Chong hesitated for a moment.

But within seconds, he firmly shook his head at Zeng Shuwan. "I'm sorry, Madam. Before I came here, Mr. Xie repeatedly told me not to disturb Miss Ruan. When the time comes, he will personally bring someone to see you."

"Qi Chong!" Zeng Shuwan immediately put away the grievance on her face, her eyes gleaming with displeasure. "You just said you've never changed, so what are you doing now?"

"You dare to stop me?"

Zeng Shuwan straightened her back, making herself look serious. With a hint of presbyopia, she stared at Qi Chong intently.

The corners of her lips tightened in anger.

Qi Chong understood Zeng Shuwan's temper. He glanced down at the time on his phone, smiled at her, and said, "Madam, but Mr. Xie is my boss right now. And there's only less than an hour left before the Civil Affairs Bureau closes. If you don't let go, Mr. Xie might not get his marriage certificate today."

"What if Mr. Xie's girlfriend gets angry and doesn't want him anymore? Then, Madam, your grandchildren will be a distant dream."

The fury on Zeng Shuwan's face froze for a moment. She pursed her lips, her grip on the household registration book slightly loosening.

Qi Chong smiled silently at this, then raised his hand to push his glasses down his nose, a glint of brilliance in his deep brown eyes.

He spoke gently, "We all know Mr. Xie's temper. He inherited his stubborn nature from you and the old chairman. Besides, Madam, don't you trust Mr. Xie's judgment?"

Zeng Shuwan fell silent.

Although Xie Qingcen wasn't always obedient in certain matters, and his mind had been deep since childhood, his vision was truly trustworthy.

From childhood to adulthood, Xie Qingcen had never let them down on major matters.

Zeng Shuwan sighed suddenly. She raised her hand and handed the household registration booklet to Qi Chong, "So what are you waiting for? Hurry and deliver it to them." "

Also, don't forget to remind that brat to bring the person back to me as soon as possible."

Qi Chong stepped forward to take the household registration booklet from Zeng Shuwan, carefully putting it away. He nodded and said, "Okay, old lady, I will definitely remind Mr. Xie and will never let him forget this."

Zeng Shuwan said, "Yes."

Qi Chong bowed slightly to Zeng Shuwan, then turned and prepared to leave the old house.

As he walked, he raised his hand to check the time, mentally calculating the travel time, wondering if he should change his route to avoid keeping

Xie Qingcen waiting.

However, just as he reached the door of the old house, Zeng Shuwan behind him seemed to have thought of something and suddenly said, "By the way, I will hold a family dinner at home in a few days to entertain the two children of the Fu family. Don't forget to tell Xie Qingcen about this."

"Don't let him be late. This is the first time for the two children to come to the Xie family."

At the end, Zeng Shuwan seemed to be worried, and warned with a deliberately emphasized tone, with anticipation jumping in her eyes.

It was easy to see how much Zeng Shuwan had missed and regretted Xie Qingshu during her absence from the Xie family, even in the years since her death.

Qi Chong paused slightly, his brow furrowing unconsciously.

He turned, but fell silent.

Clearly, he was remembering Fu Yanci's attitude when he'd come to Hanfei a few days earlier to seek Xie Qingcen's help. A man like that wasn't worth the old lady's trouble.

And then there were the little tricks Fu Yanci had been up to lately. He'd thought he was being discreet, but he hadn't realized every one of them had reached Xie Qingcen's ears.

His despicable behavior was completely exposed.

But it was still a family matter, and wasn't Xie Qingcen's pretense of forgiveness due to the old lady's resentment?

Qi Chong pursed his lips slightly and nodded slightly. "Yes, I understand."

...

Elsewhere, as soon as Ruan Liuzheng left the bank, she called Xie Qingcen.

As expected, the phone rang before it lasted three seconds before the call was answered.

Ruan Liuzheng turned the steering wheel and drove out of the bank's parking lot while thinking about how to start.

Perhaps it was a telepathic connection, she didn't say anything, and Xie Qingcen across from her didn't say anything either.

At this time, Xie Qingcen was sitting on the reception sofa in his office, in front of him was a clerk from a jewelry store that was famous in China and even internationally.

From the moment he received Ruan Liuzheng's call, he had guessed what Ruan Liuzheng was thinking.

He curled his lips slightly, raised his hand to stop the jewelry store clerk from introducing himself, then stood up, walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window, a faint smile appeared in his dark eyes.

Xie Qingcen was not in a hurry to speak, he was waiting, waiting for Ruan Liuzheng to muster up the courage, waiting for Ruan Liuzheng to state her purpose herself.

Even though he was extremely anxious in his heart, he didn't show it on his face.

Anyway, everything had been decided, and he had plenty of time to walk around with Ruan Liuzheng.

For a moment, the atmosphere fell into an inexplicable silence.

Through two phones, the two people, separated by vast distances, were connected. Through the receivers, they could hear each other's breathing, as if the person on the other side was right beside them.

Finally, after an indeterminate amount of time, Ruan Liuzheng calmed down. She stared straight ahead, a soft breath leaving her pale pink lips.

As if she had made a profound resolution, her cold, almond-shaped eyes were filled with determination.

Ever since she saw her grandfather's letter and met Feng Zhuyi and Bai Huanqing, Ruan Liuzheng's wavering heart had finally settled.

She knew with absolute certainty that while this might be rash and contradict the original purpose of her grandfather's will, nothing was more important than reclaiming what belonged to the Ruan family.

It was the legacy of her grandparents' lifelong struggle, more than just a string of cold numbers.

Jiahe, including the old house that Bai Xunan and Feng Zhuyi had conspired to steal, held immense significance not only to her grandparents but also to her mother.

She could no longer allow Bai Xunan and his men to defile it.

She must take back what she had lost, restore Jiahe to its former glory, and let her grandparents and mother rest in peace.

Ruan Liuzheng raised her eyes slightly, her tone clear and rational.

She opened her lips and said, "Xie Qingcen, are you getting married?"

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