Chapter 571: Chapter 570: High White Balloon 6_1 Chapter 571: Chapter 570: High White Balloon 6_1 If An Yuqian was indeed involved in my father’s death, yet the Qiao Family had tolerated her existence for so long, it must be because of their son.
The love that persisted until death left Qiao Xiaren in shock.
If these things were all true, then this mother of hers had probably lost the most precious thing in life. However, looking at her manic devotion to her lover, she probably wouldn’t feel any guilt about her father’s death.
“How are you talking to your own mother?”
These words came from a stranger sitting next to them. Qiao Xiaren looked up to see a man in a suit, looking sophisticated in his gold-rimmed glasses.
An Yuqian seemed a bit flustered. She whispered something in the man’s ear, while he patted her hand comfortingly, whispering sweet nothings back at her.
Seeing this, Qiao Xiaren figured out who he was.
The president of Lan’s Corporation, Lan Xinhan.
Lan Xinhan’s eyes naturally fell on Qiao Xiaren, surprised by how much she resembled the pre-surgery An Yuqian.
He had heard rumors that Qiao Anchu, who had infiltrated the Qiao Family, was not their real daughter. After a series of twists and turns, Qiao Xiaren emerged, surprising him.
The scandal involving the false heiress made him realize he was not the only one targeting the Qiao Family. Perhaps many others were eyeing this piece of juicy bait. Whoever did it was quite cunning; he had considered such a scheme in the past, but the family head would never fall for it.
Now that the real heiress was found and An Yuqian was crying herself to sleep every day, he had an idea to let An Yuqian privately acknowledge Qiao Xiaren as her daughter.
Given the Qiao Family’s current broken state, she would almost certainly gain control of the entire family, becoming the next head. For whatever reason, the family head saw her as his lifeline. If Qiao Xiaren got close to An Yuqian, there would be nothing the Qiao Family could do about it.
That was the plan, anyhow, as it seemed easier to fool and deceive an 18-year-old girl than anyone else.
“Xiaren, don’t be afraid, this is your Uncle Lan.” An Yuqian turned to look at her, her voice hesitant. “Mom and Uncle Lan have talked about this, we’re going to bring you and Yi’an over.”
“And then be obliged to others, occasionally get pushed around, and always worry? I thought you were afraid that my brother and I would disrupt your current life and threaten your status in high society.” Qiao Xiaren sneered, “So this is how you want to compensate us? Thanks, but no thanks.”
Qiao Xiaren then turned to Lan Xinhan, her eyes cold and indifferent, “Also, this is between her and me, it has nothing to do with you.”
“That’s not it, Xiaren, you’ve got it wrong.” An Yuqian shook her head. “I know, I know you’re angry at me. But could you give your mom another chance, please?”
Annoyed by Qiao Xiaren’s words, Lan Xinhan spoke in a deep voice, “She’s your mother who gave birth to you, and although she was away for over a dozen years, she cried over you every day. I don’t know what ideas the Qiao Family have put into your head, your mother married me after your father died. Can’t she pursue love and life like anyone else? Xiaren, do you know your words are being described as signs of typical misogynistic tendencies on the Internet? I don’t mind your mother’s past because I deeply love her as a person.”