CHAPTER 268: CHAPTER 268: BLOOD RELATIONSHIP NOT ESTABLISHED

On the sofa in the main hall on the first floor, Wang Jinhui sat upright, waiting left and right, but still no one came down, a flash of disappointment crossing his eyes.

"Master, the young master has been busy since he got back and only just got time to rest. Actually, seeing him tomorrow would be fine too."

Wang Jinhui shook his head, indicating to the butler that there was no need to cover for him, then he gazed out into the night sky and took a deep sigh.

He knew his own son, how could he not understand him; he was doing it on purpose, unwilling to forgive his father.

"What about the young madame? Did she say anything?"

"The young madame did want to come down, but..."

"It’s late, go get some rest."

Wang Jinhui cut the butler off mid-sentence, then turned and left.

He knew that everything that happened today was his own doing, thus he had no defense. He only hoped that as time went by, his son and daughter-in-law could understand his anguish and forgive the mistakes he had made.

Half an hour later, Wang Jinhui returned to the hospital, back to Tang Mei’s side, where he was needed.

He didn’t mention anything that had happened at home.

"It’s so late, why are you still coming over? You should be spending more time with the kids," Tang Mei said softly, with a hint of apology.

"I can’t rest easy leaving you here alone."

"I’ll be discharged tomorrow, it’s alright."

"Better stay a couple more days for a full checkup, just to be safe. If... everything is truly fine, then it won’t be too late to leave, no rush."

"Actually, I could have been discharged yesterday, but you and Leng Lingxiao kept insisting, not allowing Tangtang to handle it."

"I just wanted to spend more time with you."

After he spoke, a sudden silence fell on the room.

Tang Mei was such an astute person, how could she not see through the small schemes Wang Jinhui and Leng Lingxiao were playing in unison?

She merely chose not to confront it, to leave some room.

Meanwhile, in an inconspicuous corner, a black sedan slowly left the hospital parking lot, driven by someone from Jiangbei.

...

Chunlei Street, number 66.

"Tangtang, Little Tangtang, my dear sweet Tangtang, let me stay tonight, alright? I promise not to bother you, I’ll sleep through the night until dawn, just like when I was at Mei Garden. Sleeping on the first floor will be enough."

Tang Xiaowan pouted, not believing a word.

Psh, he almost kissed me to death in the car just now. Lucky for me, grandma indeed had the foresight!

Before marriage, maintaining a safe distance is a must. I’ve grown up, not a child anymore.

This was what Tang Xiaowan was thinking as her eyes unintentionally swept over her pale tender little hands, currently gripped tightly by Leng Ling Xiao as though afraid she might run away.

That little suspicious face was truly adorable. Watching her, Leng Lingxiao couldn’t help but smile.

He just wanted to stay with Tang Xiaowan, simple as that. Even with four assigned to cater to her needs, he still felt uneasy, especially today.

The man in the parking lot wearing a mask was no model!

His surname was Jiang, called Jiangbei, a thoroughly trained driver and bodyguard, skilled in over a dozen martial arts, multilingual, and even knew how to pilot an airplane.

The investigation results had been reported to him by Zhao Renjie two hours ago.

There was nothing surprising about this; Wang Jinhui’s family was rich, and for safety reasons, choosing commandos as bodyguards for his son was the norm. However, Jiangbei had sparked unease and curiosity in Tang Xiaowan.

Leng Lingxiao suddenly had a very bad feeling, suspecting he was connected to the night attack at Mei Garden.

Jiangbei worked for Wang Junchen!

Could it be that Wang Junchen is Tangtang’s father, the mastermind behind the night attack at Mei Garden?

No, that’s not right, it doesn’t hold up theoretically!

Leng Lingxiao had come to think of this possibility a few days before when he accompanied Tang Xiaowan to Cui’s Knife Shop to pick up some tools. Someone had jokingly said that Tang Xiaowan and Wang Jinhui looked very alike, even mistaking them for grandfather and granddaughter.

The astute Leng Lingxiao had hair samples tested for a bloodline verification that very afternoon, but unfortunately, the results showed that the kinship between Tang Xiaowan and Wang Jinhui was not established.

This meant that she and Wang Junchen could not possibly have a father-daughter relationship.

Why was he so certain?

Because when Wang Junchen had acknowledged his ancestors and returned to the clan, to avoid slander and irresponsible reporting by some unscrupulous journalists, as well as future gossip, Wang Jinhui had specifically conducted a paternity test.

Leng Lingxiao had heard about this long ago.

Since Wang Junchen was Wang Jinhui’s son, then the verification result between Tang Xiaowan and Wang Jinhui naturally explained it all.

"Hey, Huahua, what are you thinking? Smiling one minute and frowning the next, are you up to some mischief again? Let me tell you, you’d better not pretend to leave and then sneak back in, or you’ll face the consequences," Tang Xiaowan said, raising an eyebrow with a mix of suspicion and warning.

"Rubbish, how could that be possible! Then I’m leaving, don’t miss me, make sure you don’t, and don’t think of me if you can’t sleep or get scared."

"I’m so sleepy, how could I not be able to sleep?"

Leng Lingxiao shook his head in disappointment and responded nonchalantly, "Oh, alright then, bye."

"Hurry up and leave, get out, get out, get out, you’re annoying!"

However, just as Leng Lingxiao was about to step out the door, he specifically called two servants over to his side, and it was unclear what exactly he told them before he reluctantly left.

Standing at the corner on the second floor, Tang Xiaowan watched the whole scene with a look of distaste.

Scared, not able to sleep, how could that be?

Hmph, with granny not at home, don’t even think about staying the night!

But as soon as Leng Lingxiao’s car truly drove away, Tang Xiaowan’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.

She remembered the man with the mask.

Just as Leng Lingxiao had guessed, she was a bit scared, having the feeling that something was odd.

[Think again about the party tomorrow night. If you make up your mind, try the dress on; if you don’t like it, tell me right away, and I’ll change it immediately.]

[There’s also a set of jewelry inside that matches the dress; I hope you’ll like it.]

The sudden arrival of two messages interrupted Tang Xiaowan’s chaotic thoughts and the inexplicable panic, instantly warming her heart.

Leng Lingxiao wanted to take her to the party.

At the moment, the high-end custom dress was still packed in the gift box, unopened.

Tang Xiaowan was torn. If she went and faced Li Zishen, whether to speak to him or not would be an issue. But if she didn’t go, she worried about hurting Leng Lingxiao’s feelings.

Thinking of formally declaring her territory?

Please, kiddo, I understand you; you’re just worried about Li Zishen competing with you.

Big dummy, I don’t like him at all.

Finally, after much deliberation, Tang Xiaowan quickly went to her bedroom and opened the exquisite gift box adorned with a pink ribbon.

It was divided into two layers; the first was a set of pearl accessories, each one round and lustrous, clearly very expensive. The second layer was the dress, high-quality material and excellent craftsmanship.

Beauty is in the nature of every girl. Tang Xiaowan’s eyes sparkled as she was overtaken by an inner thrill.

"Wow, it’s so beautiful!"

"My goodness, this color is really nice!"

Just as her hand touched the dress, not yet taking it out, she heard a noise in the hallway.

It sounded like little leaps, very light.