The man who entered was noble and refined, pure as jade, carrying a strong air of scholarly grace.
He was clearly a man of profound knowledge and impeccable upbringing.
The moment Madam He saw Qi Hong, the tears welling in her eyes instantly fell.
She covered her mouth, overwhelmed with emotion, trembling, her legs feeling as if they were filled with lead.
This was her Ting'an, her son!
He Qingyuan, seeing Qi Hong whose features somewhat resembled Madam He in her youth, strode over and firmly grasped Qi Hong's hand.
"Ting'an, you've finally come home!"
Supported by Wan Yu and Wen Yan, Madam He also walked up to Qi Hong.
"Qingyuan, hold our son's hand gently, don't scare him!" Madam He desperately tried to control her emotions, but tears kept falling like broken strings of pearls.
Madam He looked Qi Hong up and down, her throat choked and hoarse. "My Ting'an has grown into a man. All these years, I've missed you so much!"
Looking at Madam He, who was crying her heart out before him, Qi Hong slightly furrowed his brow.
Wan Yu had called him here, but he didn't know what was happening. This sudden family recognition left him somewhat at a loss.
"Ting'an, don't you remember anything? Mom still has your childhood photos on her phone..." Madam He tremblingly opened her phone and showed Qi Hong the photos she looked at several times a day.
Qi Hong's memories of childhood were already very fuzzy. He only vaguely remembered being beaten often as a child. Later, his parents passed away, and he was adopted by another couple in the village.
Perhaps due to the abuse and suffering, his mind had activated a protective mechanism, causing him to forget his birth parents.
But now, seeing his own childhood photos in Madam He's phone, some distant and blurry memories faintly surfaced.
Madam He rolled up Qi Hong's shirt sleeve. Seeing the long-healed but still visible scar on his arm, she wept bitterly. "Did the buyers abuse you when you were little?"
The pity and heartache in Madam He's eyes touched a nerve deep within Qi Hong.
A faint redness tinged the rims of his eyes. "It's alright. It's all in the past."
Madam He could no longer control her emotions. She tightly hugged Qi Hong, who was over six feet tall, crying as if her heart would break. "My son, it's Mom's fault. I didn't take good care of you back then, letting you suffer so much hardship. All these years, there were several times I didn't want to live anymore, but I was afraid that if you came back, you wouldn't have a mother anymore..."
"I was so afraid I'd never see you again, Ting'an, my Ting'an..."
Qi Hong stretched out his long arms and pulled Madam He into his embrace.
He Qingyuan also extended his arms, embracing both mother and son.
The three of them hugged each other and wept.
Seeing this scene, both Wen Yan and Wan Yu couldn't help but feel their eyes grow moist.
Madam He's biological son had been found. The shareholders and executives were all happy for her.
The ones who could least accept this were Second Uncle He, Second Aunt He, and He Xiuyuan.
The moment He Xiuyuan saw Qi Hong enter, it was as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt.
How could it be that man who wanted to steal Wan Yu from him?
He had been planning to drive that man out of the capital once he gained power!
But now, he had transformed into Madam He's biological son!
No, it can't be!
He was Madam He's son!
"Quick, think of something," He Xiuyuan urged Second Uncle He and Second Aunt He.
Second Uncle He never dreamed in his wildest dreams that He Ting'an could return to the He family again.
Everything of the He family could only belong to his son, He Xiuyuan.
Second Uncle He stood up, his face livid with rage. He stormed forward, snatched the paternity test report, and tore it to shreds. "This test report must be a fake fabricated by Wen Yan!"
Second Uncle He had heard Wen Yan's name from He Xiuyuan. It was because of this meddlesome woman that Madam He had become estranged and suspicious of He Xiuyuan.
"You're an outsider meddling in our He family's affairs. I think you're just asking for a lesson!" Second Uncle He raised his hand and swung it hard towards Wen Yan's face.
But before it could touch her face, his wrist was caught by her. Wen Yan raised her other hand and, with lightning speed, slapped him back with a sharp crack.
Second Uncle He's face instantly turned red and swollen, even his teeth felt loose.
He never expected a seemingly delicate woman to possess such strength!
His wrist was locked in her grip, unable to move an inch.
"Have you lost your mind?" Second Aunt He sprang to her feet and rushed over, fuming with anger. "Elder Brother, Sister-in-law, how long are you going to let an outsider cause trouble? You believe it's Ting'an just because she brought some random person here?"
"Ting'an was kidnapped over twenty years ago. He's long gone, you can't find him anymore. Wake up! I kindly had Xiuyuan adopted by you, you should cherish that!"
Wen Yan let out a scornful laugh. "You two are truly paragons of virtue, deserving a thunderbolt from heaven!"
Second Uncle He forcefully pulled his hand back, glaring fiercely at Wen Yan. "You dare hit me? I'll call the police and have you arrested right now!"
Wen Yan curled her lip slightly. "Weren't you the one who tried to hit me first?"
Wan Yu immediately nodded. "I can testify to that."
Madam He wiped the tears from her face. "There are surveillance cameras in the conference room. Don't you dare bully this young lady!"
Second Uncle He, furious, his face still ashen, said, "Sister-in-law, I know you long for your son, but you can't just randomly acknowledge someone as family. Ting'an can't possibly come back!"
Madam He reached out and touched Qi Hong's face. Her own son, how could she not recognize him?
There was a small scar at the end of his eyebrow, left from the kidnapping all those years ago.
Moreover, he looked just like her when she was young!
"Second Brother, your own nephew has been found. Aren't you happy? Why do you think it's fake?"
Second Uncle He clenched his jaw tightly. Just as he was about to say something, a light, drifting voice came through. "Of course, because he is the one responsible for Madam He losing her son in the first place!"
As soon as Wen Yan spoke, the conference room fell silent for a moment.
The faces of Second Uncle He and Second Aunt He changed dramatically simultaneously. Suppressing the panic in their hearts, they looked at Wen Yan in disbelief.
What nonsense was this woman spouting?
"Say one more word of that, and I'll tear your mouth apart!"
Wen Yan raised an eyebrow, a contemptuous, disdainful smile curling her lips. "You may want to tear it, but your ability doesn't allow it. Can you even manage to tear it?"
Remembering Wen Yan's powerful slap earlier, a surge of bloody taste instantly rose in Second Uncle He's throat.
This woman was nothing but a jinx.
"Get out! Our He family's affairs are none of your business!"
Madam He pulled Wen Yan to her side, her voice trembling as she asked, "Miss Wen, don't be afraid. I'm here, no one can lay a hand on you again. You just said he was the one responsible. What exactly is going on?"
Second Uncle He clenched his fists tightly at his sides. He suppressed the panic in his heart, constantly telling himself that so many years had passed, no one knew the truth, and this woman absolutely could not know either.
She must be trying to trick him!
