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Chapter 822: Chapter 822: A Slip of Paper
"Big brother, if you ask me, you’re just too merciful. First there was the issue with Xiao Yue, now there’s my matter. Xiang Yazhi and the Xiang Family are truly heinous, using someone else’s daughter and letting you raise her. It’s just too much."
Lian Tong was incredibly upset about this, already having a strong dislike for Xiang Yazhi before. She used to think since she was still the sister-in-law, she should endure it somewhat. Anyway, Xiang Yazhi didn’t spend much time at home, so Lian Tong just turned a blind eye.
However, since Xiang Yazhi completely disregarded the Lian Family, Lian Tong felt a suffocating resentment, unable to feel at ease, wishing she could immediately run to the Xiang Family and give Xiang Yazhi a good beating.
"Xiaotong, the scores that need to be settled will definitely be settled in the future." Lian He was not in a particularly pleasant mood at that moment.
With Lian Qingyang’s identity unverified, he couldn’t feel settled.
For two days, Lian He had never felt so uneasy, and Lian Tong moved back to the Lian Family, seeing Old Sir Lian. Since her marriage with Gu Chun, she still hadn’t managed to bring him home, and every time she thought about it, Lian Tong felt a bit unfilial.
This time back, Lian Tong admitted her wrongdoing obediently.
"Where’s Gu Chun?" Old Sir Lian asked, seeing his daughter still unmarried at thirty, who had been a real source of worry. He hadn’t expected that after all the twists and turns, she would still end up with Gu Chun.
"Dad, he’s in Jing City, still..." not back yet.
"Dad."
Gu Chun walked in and immediately knelt in front of Old Sir Lian, admitting fault: "Dad, it was my idea to secretly marry Tongtong. If you want to blame someone, blame me, not Xiaotong."
Lian Tong looked at Gu Chun in shock, asking: "How did you come back?"
She had no idea; hadn’t he mentioned having things to do in Jing City before?
Lian Tong glanced at Lian He, who shook his head and said: "I just found out too."
Gu Chun knelt upright, with his head bowed, looking like he was ready to take any punishment.
"Xiaotong, get up." Old Sir Lian glanced at Lian Tong. He also knew about the daughter’s previous miscarriage.
Watching Lian Tong, he felt more heartache.
"Dad, Gu Chun and I truly love each other, we..."
Lian Tong hadn’t finished her sentence when Old Sir Lian interrupted: "Gu Chun, come with me to the study."
Old Sir Lian stood up and headed to the study with his hands behind his back.
"It’s okay, even if Dad beats me, I’m willing." Gu Chun firmly gripped Lian Tong’s hand, his eyes filled with seriousness. No matter what Old Sir Lian said, Gu Chun was determined on Lian Tong for life.
"My dad, he just cares about me." Lian Tong understood her father and bought things for him every year despite not returning home.
In the study, Old Sir Lian and Gu Chun talked privately, while even Lian He stayed in the living room.
"Xiaotong, since you’re already married, Dad won’t do anything." Lian He comforted her.
Lian Tong nodded, knowing that Dad wouldn’t force them to divorce, but she was still worried.
*
Jing City.
Just out of school, Lian Qingyang was suddenly bumped by someone, and a piece of paper ended up in his hands.
"Hey, you dropped something." Lian Qingyang shouted towards the person, but they had already vanished into the crowd.
Looking at the paper in his hand, Lian Qingyang felt a strange sensation, suspecting the person did it on purpose.
With this odd feeling, he opened the paper, which read: "If you want to know your origins, go to 260 Xintang Road."
A sentence without a head or tail made Lian Qingyang’s heart skip a beat. Since discovering Lian Qingqing wasn’t Dad’s biological daughter, he always felt something was amiss, even doubting his own identity, yet he never dared to imagine it.
Now, this inexplicable note made Lian Qingyang feel like it was burning hot, and he threw it away. After taking a few steps, he returned, retrieved the note, and opened it again in his palm.
Xintang Road.
The area was filled with old bungalows, easy enough to find.
Standing at the door of 260, Lian Qingyang hesitated to knock, unsure of how much his life would change once the door opened.
Leave, stay, leave, stay.
Lian Qingyang hesitated inwardly until the door suddenly opened.
"Sister, today we went to that place at the street corner selling sticky rice rolls, they were delicious." Sun Qing pulled Sun Rou out of the house. They rented this small bungalow in Jing City, with two rooms, a hall, a kitchen, and a small courtyard. It was a bit remote but cheap and close to the factory.
After Sun Rou’s hospital discharge, Sun Qing warmly kept her parents and Sun Rou there. However, Mr. and Mrs. Sun wouldn’t stay long because the family was busy with the summer tea harvest.
So they left Sun Rou behind. She was just recovering and unfit for traveling or work.
The sisters grew up together and, except for the years Sun Qing spent studying elsewhere, they had always been inseparable. Now living together, their bond seemed to return to their childhood days.
"Sister, let’s skip it, save some money." Sun Rou hesitated a bit. Recently, while staying there, she often followed Sun Qing to the factory. Sun Qing took care of her, cooking good meals daily, and every few days she made broth with beef bones.
"Don’t worry, we can afford this." Sun Qing chuckled. Her sister’s desire to help made her happy. Plus, working for Tang Yue paid well.
Without noticing, the Sun sisters walked out, and Lian Qingyang, swiftly hiding behind a large tree, was left unnoticed.
Lian Qingyang looked at Sun Rou in utter disbelief. She looked identical to Lian Qingqing.
If they weren’t related, Lian Qingyang wouldn’t believe it.
So she was actually Lian Qingqing’s twin, and he was the adopted one?
Lian Qingyang stumbled backward a step, his worst fears realized. He wasn’t really part of the Lian Family, not Dad’s son, not Sister Xiao Yue’s half-brother?
Overwhelmed, Lian Qingyang turned and ran till dusk, reaching Jianan Prefecture.
"Xiao Yang, where have you come from?" Tang Yue asked upon seeing Lian Qingyang disheveled and covered in mud. She pulled him inside, asking, "Did something happen?"
"Sister Xiao Yue." Lian Qingyang gripped Tang Yue’s hand tightly, facing her concerned gaze. Though he seemed to want to say much, his lips moved, but he dared not utter a word.
If she knew, would Sister Xiao Yue still act like she does now?
"Oh, what’s happened?" Zhang Hualian came out with dishes and immediately inquired about Lian Qingyang’s situation.
"Xiao Yang, go take a shower first. I made you clothes before, they’re still here." Tang Yue pushed Lian Qingyang into the bathroom and handed him the new clothes she made.