Chapter 327: Poor Old Master Qin

Old Master Qin and his family stared at Ling Hanyu as if he were a thug.

“No matter what, it’s not like we’re forcing anything on Miss Song. Our Qin family has always been this way—children are a huge responsibility, after all; we must carry on the bloodline. So your angry rush over here is really hard to justify.”

“Heh…”

Ling Hanyu suddenly burst into laughter.

Song Qingtian sat by his side, and her was startled by his sudden grin.

“What are you laughing at?”

Old Master Qin was visibly displeased.

Ling Hanyu took Song Qingtian’s hand and began playing with it.

As he played, he said, “I’m laughing—shameless old man, shameless kid, a bunch of brazen people!”

“You’re so young…”

“My grandson is indeed young, but I’m no spring chicken. Want to have a little chat with me?”

Just as Old Master Qin was about to scold Ling Hanyu, someone walked in through the door.

Song Qingtian stared over there, watching an elderly woman dressed in luxurious attire enter.

The woman looked to be in her sixties or seventies, yet her face showed no signs of aging, still exuding an extraordinary beauty.

She was accompanied by a man and a woman, both around fifty years old, with the woman being exceptionally beautiful.

The daughter was supporting the Old Madam.

The other man, upon seeing Ling Hanyu, shot him a cold glance.

But the Old Madam was delighted to see Ling Hanyu: “My grandson, I’m not too late, am I?”

“No, you’re not.”

Ling Hanyu glanced at Old Master Qin, who had turned pale with fright, then stood up and led Song Qingtian over to the Old Madam.

“Is this your grandson’s wife?” the Old Madam asked.

“Call me Grandmother,” Ling Hanyu said, tugging on Song Qingtian’s sleeve. Song Qingtian immediately replied, “Grandmother!”

“Good girl!”

The Old Madam studied Song Qingtian carefully: “We’ve met before, haven’t we? But you don’t remember, do you?”

Song Qingtian really didn’t remember.

She felt a bit embarrassed: “A little, maybe.”

“My father-in-law and mother-in-law passed away, and Qingtian was deeply shocked, so she can’t remember many things. Please don’t take it personally,” Ling Hanyu explained, glancing at Song Qingtian.

The Old Madam smiled: “Thank goodness she doesn’t remember. If she did, who knows how much she’d hate you for all those things you did back then…”

“Grandmother, why are you saying such things? You didn’t come here to bring that up,” Ling Hanyu reminded her, and the Old Madam suddenly remembered.

“Just a moment—let’s go home together. It’s been ages since we last saw you all. Let’s have a meal together.”

After finishing her words, the Old Madam turned to look at Old Master Qin, and Song Qingtian followed her gaze, feeling that Old Master Qin had frozen in sheer terror.

The Old Madam said, “Hanyu…”

“Grandmother!”

Ling Hanyu stepped forward.

The Old Madam gave Old Master Qin a cold look and snorted, “Smash it!”

“Alright!”

Song Qingtian watched as Ling Hanyu went on smashing everything, leaving Old Master Qin completely motionless with fear.

She even wondered if he might have a heart attack if this kept up.

Before long, the living room was in shambles. The Old Madam looked at Old Master Qin and said, “No matter whether your Qin family is going to die out or not, if you dare to lay a finger on my grandson’s wife again, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

With that, the Old Madam turned to leave, but Qin Xiaotian’s father spoke up: “Mother…”

The Old Madam turned to look at Qin’s Father: “He’s acting crazy—so are you? Well, if there’s really no other way, then let the family die out, so we won’t harm anyone else.”

Qin’s Father’s expression darkened slightly: “But no matter what, I’m still your son. You only care about other kids—aren’t I your own flesh and blood?”

Qin’s Father’s words came as a shock to Song Qingtian, who felt her mind reeling.

Upon closer reflection, the Old Madam had once been Old Master Qin’s wife and bore him Qin’s Father.

Later, she remarried and gave birth to the man standing before them as well as Ling Hanyu’s mother.

So… this whole family is related?

Song Qingtian stared, but the Old Madam continued: “You’re also my child. Though I never wanted to give birth to you, when you were here, I did dote on you in every possible way. Still, this person isn’t my husband. Back then, my body was special—I already had a family, even a son—but he used despicable means to forcibly lure me away. To escape and save my husband, I had no choice but to agree to bear his child. You belong here, but I don’t. If Qingtian… hadn’t married Hanyu, she’d be just a girl. How could you two pursue each other? As long as she agreed, that would’ve been enough. But now she’s Hanyu’s wife, and they already have a child… Do you really want history to repeat itself?”

The Old Madam shouted in anger.

Old Master Qin glared at the Old Madam: “Hmph!”

The Old Madam turned to Qin Xiaotian: “Xiaotian!”

Xiaotian stood up: “Grandmother!”

“Come with me!”

Xiaotian was still a bit confused, but he followed the Old Madam anyway.

The Old Madam turned to leave, and Old Master Qin stood up: “You…”

The Old Madam turned around: “What? You still want to provoke me?”

Old Master Qin had already risen: “Can’t you stay and have a meal with me?”

“No!”

The Old Madam turned and walked away.

Song Qingtian looked at Old Master Qin, and his former arrogance vanished in an instant. Her eyes were filled with hope as she gazed at the Old Madam.

She even felt sorry for Old Master Qin.

Then she thought, having a meal wouldn’t hurt.

End of Chapter 327: Poor Old Master Qin