CHAPTER 542: REVISED: CHAPTER 533

Bi Xue’s words stirred up a storm, everyone looked at Bi Xue dumbfounded, trying hard to digest what she had said.

Before this, Bi Xia had intentionally or unintentionally spread the news of her father’s death, some even knew that Bi Qingyun died after running away with someone, so when Bi Xue said this, everyone, who were prominent figures, understood that the grudges within wealthy families like theirs were not uncommon.

Death, half-sibling, plastic surgery...in summary, the Bi Jian Country at the Xu Family Banquet now was actually Bi Qingyun, and to avoid Bi Xia’s family, Bi Qingyun not only had undergone plastic surgery but also faked his death!

Bi Xia’s star-like eyes darkened slightly, her calm face revealing indescribable disbelief and sadness, "You’re talking nonsense! My father is dead, it’s clearly written on the household registration! Besides, even if Uncle Bi is really my father, then why didn’t he come back and divorce my mother, instead of faking death and getting plastic surgery!"

Listening to Bi Xia’s questions, Bi Xue couldn’t help but feel a malicious satisfaction, she knew that what she said might ruin her father, but considering what Bi Qingyun had done recently, insulting her mother in various ways, bringing his mistress home, the most hateful was that he even physically abused and scolded her.

Bi Qingyun, this is your own fault!

Thinking this, Bi Xue sneered coldly, "Why, of course, because of my mother."

"My father wanted to be with my mother, but after he left, no one took care of his parents, plus your mother had his two children, Bi Jian Country has a perverted sense of possessiveness, he can leave, but your mother could not, he couldn’t tolerate your mother remarrying with his children."

"Moreover, he didn’t want to divorce because of the shared property between husband and wife, I heard all of this from him, so, do you think he would divorce your mother? But with death, he could designate his own heir, so he designated his parents."

"By the way, do you know why he figured that your mother wouldn’t leave even if she knew he ran away with my mom and knew he died? Because your mom is stupid!"

"Bi Xue!" An explosive shout rang out, Bi Qingyun glared at Bi Xue, stepped forward and slapped her to the ground, "Shut up!"

"Why should I shut up!" Bi Xue covered her face sitting on the ground, "I’m telling the truth!"

"You!"

"Uncle Bi..." Bi Xia suddenly interrupted Bi Qingyun, her delicate little face devoid of expression, starry eyes deeply staring at Bi Qingyun, "She said you are my father, is it true..."

"Xiaxia..."

"Is it true."

When Bi Qingyun got there, he just heard Bi Xue calling Xia Shi stupid, not knowing what else Bi Xue had said earlier. Hearing Bi Xia’s question, he was stunned for a moment, he didn’t expect Bi Xia to find out so quickly.

Looking at the crowd, Bi Qingyun felt there was no way he could dodge this, but then he thought, maybe in this situation, if he said something good, Bi Xia and Xia Shi wouldn’t make a scene at the opening of his restaurant...

So Bi Qingyun looked at Xia Shi and Bi Xia, who were shocked, with a gentle, affectionate, and guilty expression, "Xiaxia, do you know why you are called Bi Xia? Because my surname is Bi and your mother’s surname is Xia, so you are our..." offspring...

"Slap—"

A loud slap hit his plastic-surgery-altered face, Xia Shi, tears streaming down, held up her hand, eyes full of hate staring at Bi Qingyun, Xia Shi sneered coldly, "Bi Qingyun, don’t mention the meaning of that name! Xiaxia’s name isn’t that disgusting! She is unique, the one and only on earth! Don’t associate it with you!"

"Xiao Shi..."

"Don’t call me!" Xia Shi shouted, beautiful eyes cold, enunciating every word, "You nauseate me! Bi Qingyun, I’ve wanted to say this for long, let’s divorce!"

Saying this, Xia Shi turned and left, signaling to Bi Xiaoyuan, Bi Xiaoyuan drove his small car to find Xia Shi, "Mom, if you’re feeling bad, Yuanyuan will drive you for a ride..."

Seeing Bi Xiaoyuan amusing Xia Shi, Bi Xia felt relieved and then turned to look at Bi Qingyun, after a while, she spoke, "What should I call you? Uncle? Dad?"

Bi Qingyun thought Bi Xia had forgiven him, hurriedly said, "Silly child, nobody calls their dad uncle."

Bi Xia nodded, then sneered coldly, starry eyes lifting, "Dad? Ha, do you deserve it?"