Lord, give up! Madam has too many vests

Chapter 321

"dad?"

Liu Jinnian's soft call was like a thunderclap in the corridor. The previously tense group fell silent instantly, as if the air had frozen.

Qin Shengsheng slowly raised her head, her gaze shifting back and forth between Liu Jinnian and Shen Yunzhong.

The delicate face, which bore a resemblance to Qin Shi's, was now drained of color: "You are... Liu Shiyu's brother? What did you just call my dad?"

Shen Yunzhong's expression froze instantly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He glared at Liu Jinnian, signaling the latter to shut up.

But Liu Jinnian merely adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "I called him Dad, you heard me right."

Fragments of memories surged through Qin Shengsheng's mind.

One rainy day during her junior high school years, she saw a thin boy standing at a bus stop through the window of a Rolls-Royce, staring at her with a gloomy gaze.

She still remembers that look in her eyes.

"Dad... what is he saying?" Qin Shengsheng's voice began to tremble, her slender fingers gripping Han Yan's sleeve tightly, as if grasping at the last straw.

Shen Yun straightened his tie, which had been rumpled by Han Yan, and suddenly felt that there was no need to pretend anymore.

Qin Shi is dead, Lady Qin is in a coma, and most of the Qin family is now under his control.

This daughter, in the end, is like water that has been poured out.

“Sheng Sheng,” he avoided his daughter’s gaze, his tone eerily calm, “Liu Jinnian is your half-brother.”

The corridor lights became blinding at that moment.

Qin Shengsheng staggered back two steps, and the deliberately ignored clues suddenly connected in a coherent thread—her father's favoritism, her seriously ill mother, and the subtle hostility from the Liu siblings...

"Shen Yunzhong!" she suddenly screamed, her voice filled with heart-wrenching pain, "How could you do this to my mother!"

Qin Shengsheng rushed forward like a wounded little animal, but Liu Jinnian grabbed her wrist.

A glint of pleasure flashed behind the man's cold glasses: "This is a hospital. If you want to go crazy, go outside."

His peripheral vision unconsciously drifted toward the operating room.

Yan Lan was still inside. This realization made Liu Jinnian's chest tighten—he both hoped she was safe and secretly wished that the child...would not come into this world.

"Let go! Two grown men bullying a little girl?"

Han Yan suddenly pushed Liu Jinnian away and pulled Qin Shengsheng into her arms.

Her sharp gaze swept between the father and son, a mocking smile curving her red lips.

"You two, father and son, one plotting for money, the other committing murder, your coordination is flawless!"

Liu Jinnian's expression changed drastically: "Han Yan!"

"What? Did I say something wrong?"

Han Yan didn't give an inch, her fingertips almost poking Liu Jinnian's nose.

"You're not an illegitimate child? Wasn't your scumbag father trying to exploit the Qin family's infertility and seize control of the family business?"

Shen Yun straightened his suit, his voice cold and sinister.

"Watch your words, I can sue you for defamation."

"Sue them!"

Han Yan suddenly raised her voice, drawing the attention of the medical staff at the end of the corridor.

"Should we call the reporters right now and let everyone see how Chairman Shen treats her widowed daughter-in-law and her unborn grandson?"

These words struck Shen Yunzhong like a blow to the head, leaving his face ashen.

His sinister gaze swept across the red light shining in the operating room, then landed on his daughter's tear-streaked face, and finally he let out a cold snort.

A life-or-death decision

"Sister Han Yan, we need to transfer your sister-in-law to another hospital immediately!" Qin Shengsheng's voice was resolute and unwavering. Her slender fingers gripped Han Yan's sleeve tightly, her knuckles turning white. The pale light of the corridor shone on her tear-streaked face, making her eyes, which were identical to Qin Shi's, appear exceptionally bright.

Shen Yunzhong suddenly took a step to the side, his tall figure blocking the middle of the corridor: "I said, she can't go anywhere!" His figure in a suit and leather shoes cast a heavy shadow under the emergency lights, which fell directly on his kneeling daughter.

"Dad!" Qin Shengsheng suddenly knelt down with a thud, her expensive stockings instantly torn by the rough ground. "You'll kill my sister-in-law like this!" She looked up, tears streaming down her chin onto Shen Yunzhong's gleaming leather shoes. "For my brother's sake... I beg you..."

Upon seeing this, Han Yan immediately bent down to help, but Qin Shengsheng stubbornly pushed her away. This pampered young lady, her knees pressed against the cold marble floor, stood ramrod straight: "My brother is gone...this is his only bloodline..."

"Sheng Sheng," Shen Yunzhong softened his tone, reaching out to help his daughter up, "Ren'ai Hospital has a very high level of medical expertise; she'll be fine."

"Liar!" Qin Shengsheng suddenly screamed and slapped his hand away, her voice echoing in the empty corridor.

The moment the truth came to light

“If you continue to disobey, I will have to have the bodyguards take you out.” Shen Yunzhong’s voice was as cold as ice. He raised his hand to signal, and two bodyguards in black immediately stepped forward.

Qin Shengsheng looked around desperately, finally casting a pleading glance at the silent doctor in the corner: "Doctor, please...you must save my sister-in-law..."

"Ignore her." Shen Yunzhong waved his hand impatiently. "She's still a child. I'm the one who calls the shots in the Qin family now."

"The Qin family—" a cold female voice suddenly rang out, "It's not your turn to speak."

The female doctor, wearing a mask, slowly stepped forward and, to everyone's astonishment, removed her mask. Qin Shengsheng's tears instantly welled up: "Mom!"

Shen Yunzhong was struck dumb, staggering back two steps: "You...how could you..." His face turned deathly pale instantly, and cold sweat seeped from his carefully groomed temples.

Madam Qin—the woman who should have been lying in the intensive care unit—was now standing in the middle of the corridor wearing a white coat.

Although her face was pale, her eyes were sharp as knives: "Surprised?" She gently stroked her daughter's head, "If I hadn't been pretending to be unconscious, how could I have seen your true colors?"

Madam Qin's fingertips trembled slightly as the nightmarish scene from hours before her eyes resurfaced—when the news of her son's death arrived, she felt dizzy and her entire world collapsed in an instant.

"Mom!" In her unconscious state, she heard Yan Lan's anxious call, followed by the cold touch of silver needles.

Those hands were terrifyingly steady, pulling her back from the brink of darkness, stitch by stitch.

"Mom, you have to cooperate with me..."

Yan Lan's voice was as soft as a sigh, "Pretend to be unconscious, watch the show."

At the time, she didn't understand the weight of those words.

Until he was quietly taken to the hospital, put on a white coat, and watched from a corner—

Shen Yunzhong feigned tears while wiping them away from her "unconscious" state, but then turned away, eager to kill Yan Lan. Ironically, a son she knew nothing about, an illegitimate child, publicly called out "Dad"...

Years of marriage, years of affection, shattered completely in this moment.

Madam Qin raised her hand to touch the corner of her eye, only to find that she could no longer shed tears.

When the heart is utterly dead, even sorrow becomes a luxury.

glimmer of hope

"What about my sister-in-law...?"

Qin Shengsheng's voice trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

At this critical moment, the operating room door suddenly opened slowly—

With her pregnant belly protruding, Yan Lan walked out slowly, supported by her senior sister Sun.

Although her face was pale, her eyes were unusually clear, as if she had seen through everything.

Sunlight streamed through the glass windows of the corridor, bathing her in a soft glow.

"Sister-in-law!" Qin Shengsheng was the first to rush forward, her trembling hand gently stroking her daughter-in-law's cheek. "Are you alright?"

Yan Lan smiled slightly, her gaze sweeping over the crowd. "The child... is doing well."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yunzhong looked up abruptly, his eyes flashing with disbelief and shock.

The confrontation of truth

Liu Jinnian's pupils suddenly contracted, his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses fixed on Yan Lan. He suddenly chuckled, a hint of self-mockery in his voice: "So that's how it is... This was all a scheme you set up."

His long, slender fingers unconsciously traced the wrinkles from his earlier tug at the cuff of his suit sleeve. The woman before him, her pregnant belly bulging, seemed both familiar and strange to him—the once gentle and charming Dr. Yan now had eyes as sharp as knives, as if she could see right through his disguise.

"I've found out everything." Yan Lan's voice was soft, yet it pierced Liu Jinnian's heart like an ice pick. "Including how your mother seduced a married man, including how you posted a bounty on the prison network..."

Liu Jinnian's Adam's apple bobbed, and his gaze behind his glasses flickered uncertainly: "Qin Shi knows?"

“He knew.” Yan Lan’s fingertips gently traced her abdomen, where her last connection with Qin Shi had been formed. “But out of consideration for Madam Qin and Sheng Sheng’s feelings, he chose to keep it a secret for the time being.” Her voice suddenly choked with emotion. “It was this mercy… that killed him.”

The last sentence pierced Liu Jinnian's heart like a knife.

He looked up abruptly, only to meet Yan Lan's eyes, which were filled with hatred—there was no longer any of the tenderness he knew, only a chilling coldness.

"Murderer?" Liu Jinnian suddenly laughed, the laughter sounding particularly jarring in the empty corridor. "You forced me to do all of this."

Yan Lan. You've hidden so much from me. If you had told me everything sooner, told me you were God Ou, told me you…

"Enough!" Madam Qin interrupted sharply, pulling Yan Lan behind her. "I've already called the police. The law will punish you, you murderer, and take you away!"

The sirens grew louder as they approached, but Liu Jinnian seemed oblivious. His gaze remained fixed on Yan Lan, as if he wanted to etch her image into his very bones.

As the cold handcuffs fastened to his wrists, he suddenly whispered, "Yan Lan, I don't regret it. Qin Shi, he deserves to die!"

Yan Lan did not answer, but turned and walked to the window.

Behind her, Liu Jinnian's figure, being escorted away by the police, gradually faded into the distance, just like their lives, destined to go in opposite directions.

The end of marriage

Shen Yunzhong's face instantly turned ashen. He strode toward Madam Qin and instinctively reached out to grab her wrist—just like he had done every time he had angered her over the past thirty years.

"Ah Lan, let me explain..." He deliberately softened his voice, with a familiar, ingratiating tone.

Madam Qin recoiled abruptly as if dodging a venomous snake, her well-maintained face contorted with disgust: "Don't touch me!"

This reaction froze Shen Yunzhong in place. For thirty years, no matter how big a mistake he made, as long as he humbly coaxed her a few times, his wife would always soften and forgive him. But at this moment, he could no longer see any warmth in Madam Qin's eyes, only a chilling coldness.

"Sheng Sheng..." Shen Yunzhong turned to his daughter, his voice carrying the last glimmer of hope.

Qin Shengsheng stood there blankly, her meticulously manicured nails digging deeply into her palms. Looking at the father she once idolized, she suddenly felt utterly estranged. The father who would carry her on his shoulders to watch fireworks, the father who taught her to ride a bicycle—it turned out he had been a carefully disguised devil all along.

“Shen Yunzhong,” Madam Qin took a deep breath, her voice eerily calm, “let’s get a divorce.”