CHAPTER 335: CHAPTER 120: BARGAINING

Chang Chi was stunned, but Chang Mei remained very calm. She looked meaningfully at Su Ziceng, "Thinking of calling the police, are you? If you were really intent on doing so, you would’ve already called them without waiting until now. Don’t forget, Qingzhang’s health isn’t good."

Chang Chi could guess from her mother’s tone that what Su Ziceng said was true. Her mother’s composure also calmed her down. Indeed, the face-conscious Su Qingzhang would never allow such matters to reach the ears of the police.

What were Chang Mei and her daughter thinking in their minds? How could Su Ziceng not know? She couldn’t call the police. Su Ziceng looked helplessly around the hospital room where Yan Wuxu, cradling someone else’s child, wore a face full of tender love, and Su Qingzhang, whose face was wrinkled yet now spread with a happy smile.

"I can choose not to call the police, but I have ways to ensure the crook receives the punishment he deserves, a punishment a thousand times more painful than what the police could inflict," Su Ziceng’s said, staring at Chang Chi’s twitching face. Chang Mei seemed calmer, as if the man she had once had marital feelings for was nothing but a stranger to her. Handing over Chang Chi’s biological father to the police for his attempted robbery would merely result in a few years behind bars. But making him disappear unnoticed in the Sixth District shouldn’t be too difficult. "Furthermore, I will tell Father all about how Chang Chi has been embezzling company funds over the years to support that drunkard. I do wonder how you and your daughter will handle it?" Taking away Chang Chi’s power was akin to clipping Chang Mei’s wings.

"Make it quick and state your terms," Chang Mei said upon hearing Su Ziceng’s threats, as Chang Chi kept her head down, unable to believe Su Ziceng had actually uncovered those accounts. It must have been that damned Secretary Wang.

"Firstly, I demand that you agree never to make things difficult for Wuxu and her son again, handing over all family matters to Wuxu’s control and restoring her status as the matriarch of the Su Family. Secondly, I want you to promise that when I discuss the ZARA franchise deal with Father, you will not interfere again," Su Ziceng seized this opportunity to lay out her demands.

"Letting go of control, huh? Just don’t regret it when the time comes," Chang Mei sneered, glancing at Yan Wuxu in the hospital room, who was currently being spoiled by Su Qingzhang. She didn’t know what Yan Wuxu had told Su Qingzhang, but he kept nodding.

"I will never regret it," Su Ziceng was somewhat surprised by Chang Mei’s unexpected straightforwardness today.

Su Qingzhang walked out of the hospital room, the baby he had been holding now returned to Yan Wuxu’s arms. His face was filled with joy; how many years had it been since he had last experienced such familial bliss?

Last time, after the incident in Africa when he returned to Mo City with both physical and psychological wounds, he was greeted with the news of Qiao Chu’s death. For a while, he even feared stepping into a hospital. He feared seeing Qiao Chu’s face under the white sheet on the hospital bed, as pale as paper in death. Qiao Chu had passed away peacefully, as if she had never suffered the agony of her hemorrhage, as if she had merely fallen asleep.

The two most important women in his life had both left him. So when he saw Su Ziceng crying "wah wah," he felt no joy at all.

But today was different; he saw a healthy and rosy-cheeked Yan Wuxu. Their son had even smiled at him. Seeing the child and Yan Wuxu smiling, Su Qingzhang felt as if his life had been reborn. In that moment, he was the happiest man in the world.

After more than twenty years, he had everything again. The current Su Qingzhang was successful and renowned, with a beautiful wife and a loving son; his life was now complete.

"Everyone should head back first. The doctor just came by and said I need to stay in hospital for observation for another two or three days. After going back, there’s an announcement I need to make." Su Qingzhang didn’t know what the three of them standing at the door had been discussing—it was already midnight, so it was best to head back first.

After briefly speaking with Yan Wuxu, everyone from the Su Family left.

Once the room had quieted down again, Fei Qing slipped in from the next hospital room.

He had been waiting in the next room for over an hour when the doctor from Xiehe Hospital called him. He could hardly believe his ears. Wasn’t there supposed to be one more month? Why had the birth happened so soon?

Fei Qing had arrived almost at the same time as Su Qingzhang. The sound of men’s laughter and children’s crying from the next room was quite irritating to him. He was the baby’s biological father, and just the thought of his son calling Su Qingzhang ’Dad’ in the future made him displeased.

As soon as he entered, he sat beside Yan Wuxu’s bedstead without even looking at the child.

Seeing that he remained silent, Yan Wuxu, observing his unhappy face, pushed him a bit and said, "Bring the child over."

The baby was sleeping to her right, and Fei Qing, having never held a baby before, fumbled awkwardly. Watching his clumsy attempts, Yan Wuxu couldn’t help but laugh, even though it pained her wounds.

It took a while, but Fei Qing finally managed to hold the baby boy steadily. As he scrutinized the infant, he really took a liking to him. Fei Qing gazed unwaveringly at the baby and after a long while, he said, "I want to take him back with me." This was, after all, the Fei Family’s child, and he could not be allowed to take Su Qingzhang’s surname.

"Have you lost your mind? You saw how elated Su Qingzhang was just now, and he agreed to quite a few of my conditions," Yan Wuxu objected, snatching the baby back without worrying about hurting him.

Be gentle," Fei Qing complained about her roughness, muttering, "As if I’m after the Su Family’s money. My family has plenty of money too."

"How much could you actually have at your disposal?" Yan Wuxu looked down at the child in her arms, her bangs falling over her eyes, hiding a cold and chilling gaze, nothing like what one would expect from a mother.

Fei Qing stroked his chin, silenced by her question. His father kept a tight grip on the family’s finances, and excessive spending was surely met with criticism.

"Moreover, how are you planning to arrange for us? To live in some run-down apartment like we did a while ago," Yan Wuxu snorted dismissively and flippantly put the baby down on the bedstead.

The child began to cry, flailing his robust little limbs in the air.

Fei Qing cooed softly, "What’s with you today? So fiery. Remember, he’s your biological son." The baby quieted down a bit, being teased, and with big eyes, gazed at the strange man before him.

"In any case, until I get everything I deserve from the Su Family, I will not let you mess things up," Yan Wuxu said firmly.

Ziceng must have already informed Chang Mei of her demands, and later, at home, the matters Qingzhang is going to talk about. Sooner or later, the Su Family will fall into her hands. Yan Wuxu, thinking about all this, showed a smile on her face once again. She leaned down, joining Fei Qing in comforting the baby. (To be continued. If you like this work, we welcome you to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)