Qiu Shaocheng knew they had little patience, and he didn’t have time to waste with them, so he got straight to the point: "I need thirteen hundred yuan. Once I get the money, I’ll leave."
Han Chunli looked at him as if he were insane: "What did you say? You want money from me? On what grounds?"
Qiu Shaocheng ignored her reaction: "Your biological brother needs this money to save his life, so I had no choice but to come to you. As I said, once I get the money, I’ll leave and never appear before you again. No one else will know your true identity."
Han Chunli didn’t expect someone to be more shameless than she was: "Are you threatening me?"
Qiu Shaocheng sighed: "I don’t mean to threaten you. I’m just asking for your help. Your brother is in trouble. If I can’t bring the money back, he’ll either die or be crippled. I can’t watch him be ruined."
Hearing this, Han Chunli became even more agitated: "Even if what you said just now is true, that I’m your daughter, why should I give you money? You truly are shameless."
Qiu Shaocheng took a deep breath: "No matter what you say or admit, you are my daughter. I’m left with no other option, which is why I’m turning to you. If you don’t care, then I’ll stick by you every day."
Ji Linfeng watched all this coldly, understanding that what Qiu Shaocheng said was probably true. If this wasn’t resolved well, there would be no peace at home.
He spoke coldly: "You haven’t raised Chunli for a single day, and she didn’t even know of your existence before this. On what grounds are you asking for her help?
Moreover, don’t think that just because my father-in-law is gone, you can bully Chunli. Her two brothers and a sister care for her dearly. If you dare keep bothering them, they won’t let you off easily."
Qiu Shaocheng just laughed: "I’m openly acknowledging my daughter. What can they do to me? Besides, I’ve already been to the Han Family. I’m sure they must have received the news by now. I entrusted my daughter to the Han Family but never said she belonged to them."
Han Chunli was infuriated by these words: "You’re simply a scoundrel. Even if that’s the case, so what? Let me tell you clearly, I don’t acknowledge you."
Upon hearing Han Chunli’s words, Qiu Shaocheng also became angry: "You may not acknowledge me, but then I’ll go to your leaders. As long as you don’t recognize me, I won’t leave the Capital. Let’s see how everyone reacts to a daughter refusing to acknowledge her biological father."
Qiu Shaocheng assumed no one knew his background, and the Jiao Family couple he mentioned wasn’t very familiar with his affairs—it was just by chance that they happened to be with Han Chuan Nian and his wife at that time.
Since both the Han Family couple are gone, this matter becomes much simpler. Isn’t it just about what I say? Because he believed that Han Chuan Nian wouldn’t casually talk about things with outsiders given his character.
The father and daughter argued incessantly and parted on bad terms.
On the other side, Han Jingchen also received the news: "So, they’ve already met?"
Su Jingsong nodded: "Yes, and there was a quarrel."
Han Jingchen’s mouth curled into a smile: "Send someone to investigate. I want all his information."
Su Jingsong replied: "Someone has already been sent, and we should have news soon."
He was right. The person sent out had found the guesthouse where Qiu Shaocheng stayed and, through the address on the letter of introduction at check-in and a couple of phone calls, Qiu Shaocheng’s identity and family situation were soon in Han Jingchen’s hands.
Standing by the window, Han Jingchen reviewed everything, exuding an intimidating aura, and said coldly: "Prepare the car, we’re going to the Jiao Family."
Su Jingsong, hearing the order, turned and walked out.
When Han Jingchen arrived at the Jiao Family, the elderly couple was tending to their garden in the yard.
Seeing him there, Mr. Jiao smiled and washed his hands: "Jingchen, come and sit."
Cheng Yan Ni poured tea herself: "Jingchen, it’s been a while since you last came. Just the other day, Ruixiang mentioned you were recovering. Did you get injured?"
Han Jingchen quickly stood up to take the tea kettle from her: "It’s nothing major. I’ve almost recovered, so don’t worry. Have you both been well lately?"