Qian Duoduo had also tried to bail someone out once, butâ
The authority that had detained the streamer was no longer the Federation Police; the case now involved the Military Department. After some digging, he discovered that a streamer from his platform was suspected of hiring a hitman to murder a secret operative from the Military Department.
A capital offense.
Qian Duoduo: ...
The man was as good as dead. After checking repeatedly, Qian Song also confirmed to him that the video did, in fact, exist.
Rather than passively waiting for these matters to be exposed, Qian Duoduo wanted to seize the initiative.
So he summoned Qian Xingxing back overnight.
"Xingxing, I have something I need to tell you."
"Before I do, I want you to know that youâre my favorite son."
"...What do you mean by that?" Qian Xingxing looked at Qian Duoduo suspiciously. "Dad, the way you said that makes it sound like you have several sons."
"But you only have meâ" The word "son" had barely left his lips when Qian Duoduoâs expression changed.
"Dad, why are you looking at me like that?"
The middle-aged manâs face took on a sorrowful expression. He sighed. "I never wanted to tell you this. That way, you could have just been the little prince of the group, worry-free."
"But thatâs no longer possible. I have to tell youâ"
"Xingxing, you have an older brother."
The air and sound in the room froze in an instant. Little President Qian looked up, his face full of disbelief. "What did you say?" He didnât even call him "Dad" anymore.
Qian Duoduo was a little displeased, but he kept his composure. "I said, you have an older brother."
"You have another wife besides my mother?"
"Not a wife," Qian Duoduo said. "This was from a long time ago. An accident. I didnât know about the child. I only found out later."
"Later?" âThatâs a convenient âlater.ââ
Qian Duoduo felt he was throwing a childish tantrum and didnât say much more. He just fabricated an explanation of what happened back then, subtly giving Qian Xingxing the impression that he had only made a small mistake that most people make.
Qian Xingxing had rushed back from the branch office, travel-worn. He hadnât even had a chance to tell his fatherâhis guiding lightâabout the many successes of the streamers under his command. But instead, he was blindsided by this revelation, and in his eyes, his fatherâs benevolent halo shattered into nothing.
His father had been talking in circles, so Qian Xingxing finally asked bluntly, "What exactly do you want me to do?"
"Your brotherâs existence has been discovered. If he appears abruptly, it could affect the groupâs stock price, so I hope you can acknowledge him."
"?"
"You arenât far apart in age, and you both look a bit like me."
"Two children from different mothers will make the shareholdersâ"
"Perhaps your mother actually gave birth to two children, but one of them was..."
Before he could finish, Qian Xingxing cut him off. "No!"
The exhaustion from his journey and his concern for the company instantly morphed into pure rage. Qian Xingxing hadnât even had time to process the fact that his father had an illegitimate sonâthat he wasnât his only child. Now, on top of that, he had to listen to this pile of nonsense, making his fatherâs love for his mother feel like a complete sham.
"Mom only has me!"
"Dad, did you call me to the head office just to tell me this?" Qian Xingxingâs mind was in turmoil. He didnât want to stay here any longer. Grabbing his things, he turned to leave. "If this is the only reason, then I refuse."
"Xingxing, stopâ"
"I canât stop." Reaching the door, the young master took a deep breath. "Honestly, Dad, listening to you talk today... itâs making me sick."
"..."
He left without looking back.
Qian Duoduoâs expression darkened.
âIf speaking nicely doesnât work, then Iâll just have to solve this the adult way.â