"Nonsensical rubbish, they are all your dad’s children, don’t try to drive a wedge between our relationships." Xiang Yazhi’s face brimmed with guilt, her voice rising several pitches.
Tang Yue sat there, calm and collected, in stark contrast to Xiang Yazhi’s panic, utterly poised and composed as she said, "Whether it is the case or not, isn’t something you can just deny out of thin air. Regardless of whose child Lian Qingqing is, I only hope you treat Qingyang better. Qingyang is your biological son, right?"
"No, could it be that you’re afraid of having no son and deliberately brought back Qingyang from someone else?" Tang Yue speculated casually.
Xiang Yazhi instinctively denied, "No, Qingyang is my son."
Tang Yue’s bright eyes looked at her intently, echoing, "Right, Qingyang is your son, but you don’t seem to treat Qingyang at all like your own. If I were you, I’d be very good to Qingyang, and especially not even think of slapping him."
"If you dare to lay a hand on Qingyang again, I can’t guarantee what I might end up telling his father." Tang Yue warned lightly.
From Xiang Yazhi’s reaction just now, Tang Yue wasn’t sure whether Qingyang or Lian Qingqing was actually the biological child, but regardless, Tang Yue only recognized Qingyang as a person.
"You..." Xiang Yazhi, pointing at Tang Yue, trembled for a while but ended up unable to utter a single word.
...
"Sister Xiao Yue, how did you manage that?" Lian Qingyang, with a cold towel on half his face, looked up to Tang Yue with admiration. Xiang Yazhi was someone who wouldn’t stop until she turned everything upside down, so how come she just left when Sister Xiao Yue arrived?
And she even seemed apologetic towards him. Although he didn’t particularly like her insincere manner, it still surprised Lian Qingyang.
"Secret." Tang Yue said with a gleeful smile. Her bright eyes sized up Lian Qingyang, a face resembling Lian He by a good half, and that familiar sense of kinship made her believe that Lian Qingyang was indeed Lian He’s child, whereas Lian Qingqing’s parentage was unknown.
"Sister Xiao Yue, please tell me." Lian Qingyang’s curiosity was piqued to the max, anxious about being left hanging.
Tang Yue pursed her lips and smiled, saying, "You should focus on preparing to open your store."
"Alright then." Lian Qingyang looked disappointed, knowing that Tang Yue wouldn’t reveal more, he simply stopped pondering it and said, "That’s right, I’ll accompany you to see your husband."
"No need, your brother-in-law is recovering quite well now. You just take good care of the computer store. Although making games might not be very profitable at first, I believe in you, it will get better in time, and you will definitely make money."
Tang Yue’s trusting gaze nearly brought tears to Lian Qingyang’s eyes.
His own mother didn’t believe in him, and although his grandfather and father didn’t object, they weren’t very optimistic about him making games. Only Sister Xiao Yue was always believing in him, supporting him, and trusting him.
"Sister Xiao Yue, don’t worry, I will definitely achieve something," Lian Qingyang said with determination.
"Mhmm."
Tang Yue nodded affirmatively.
Tang Yue returned to the hospital and, after thinking thoroughly, she still told Meng Siyu about the matter, completely forgetting that she was still at odds with Meng Siyu.
"You’re saying that Lian Qingqing isn’t a child of the Lian Family?" Meng Siyu was also somewhat shocked.
Tang Yue nodded affirmatively and said, "On the trip to Yan Mountain, Qingyang was injured and is type B blood. This time, when Lian Qingqing was injured in Country F, it turned out to be type O blood. I know that both Lian He and I are type B."


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