Rebirth: He refused to Divorce Again

Chapter 95: Chapter 95: We Even Share the Same Surname

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The station chief’s expression was somewhat unfathomable.

Because the person on the other end of the phone was powerful and mysterious.

He tightly clenched the handset in his hand.

Several minutes later, he put down the phone and, smiling at Lin Qinghuan, said, “Lin Girl, you can take the people away now.”

“Thank you, Uncle Cheng…,” Lin Qinghuan sweetly voiced her thanks, then left the station chief’s office.

Very quickly, Lin Qinghuan left with Zhu Jianguo, Bai Yun, and Ning Yuli through a side door.

Afterward, they got into a red sedan.

Bai Yun’s complexion was very pale, and she looked haggard, her entire appearance more disheveled.

She sat there, head bowed, silent.

Ning Yuli was the same, especially when she saw the radiant and beautiful Lin Qinghuan, she felt even more ashamed.

Zhu Jianguo had no choice but to grit his teeth and express his thanks, “Thank you for getting us out.”

Lin Qinghuan quickly waved her hand and said, “Don’t thank me, if you’re going to thank someone, thank Old Master Bai and Madam Gu…”

After finishing her sentence, she glanced at the three people behind her and continued, “They couldn’t show up in person; I was just running an errand. I certainly can’t take the credit.”

“Madam Gu?” Ning Yuli’s eyes brightened, “Are you referring to my Great Aunt?”

“Mhm, that’s her.”

Ning Yuli lowered her head and wiped her tears, thinking that her family had given up on her.

“You all know that this isn’t just a matter of a few sisters; it also involves a struggle between two Old Patriarchs. By doing this errand, Great Grandfather will surely be angry with me,” Lin Qinghuan said somewhat melancholically.

Zhu Jianguo quickly said, “Qinghuan, we’ve taken note of your kindness. Just say the word if you ever need anything in the future, and I promise to oblige.”

But in her heart, Bai Yun scoffed.

This Lin Qinghuan had a good relationship with Qin Yize’s Great Grandfather, was even more favored than Qin Xiaoyu, whom Qin Xiaoyu disliked the most.

Don’t think she didn’t know Lin Qinghuan’s cunning thoughts, only that she was taking another path.

Feigning nobility while at the same time desiring to erect a memorial archway.

As if everyone else is a fool.

But this favor, she had to accept, even if she did not want to.

Who was she to provoke the people behind Lin Qinghuan.

Ning Yuli didn’t think so much and sincerely thanked her, “Qinghuan, I really appreciate your help…”

Lin Qinghuan’s gaze drifted subtly onto Bai Yun.

Bai Yun suppressed the disdain in her heart and said weakly, “Qinghuan, they say adversity reveals true friendship, I won’t forget your kindness.”

Lin Qinghuan smiled, “Don’t be so polite, you guys. Go home, take a bath, and wash off the bad luck…”

No one spoke again.

Although they hadn’t suffered much in those days, their experience felt like an eternity.

The car slowly drove ahead.

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Meanwhile, in the hospital’s VIP ward, Gu Qingfeng had finally regained consciousness.

By a hair’s breadth between life and death.

He mustered the strength to come back.

He couldn’t die, he still had unfinished business in this world.

They say that to be old and not die is to play the rogue.

He intended to cling to life for a few more years, until he found that mother and son.

A crowd had gathered around the sickbed.

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Gu Cheng and his sons…

The Old Master Gu, weary, spoke, “You all go out first, I’m fine, I need to rest for a while.”

Then, turning to an old man beside him, he said, “Uncle Gu, you stay.”

Gu Cheng nodded respectfully and, after expressing his concern, said to the Old Master Gu, “Dad, I’ll be waiting next door, just call me if you need anything…”

The Old Master Gu nodded and then let out a soft sigh, ceasing to talk.

Gu Cheng left with his sons.

Thoughtfully, he shut the door properly.

Outside were people loyal to Old Master Gu, and Gu Cheng had no choice but to take his sons to the adjacent room.

Meanwhile, inside the sickroom, Old Master Gu listlessly stared at the ceiling.

Gu Cheng had come to his side at the age of four, and back then, timid and afraid to speak, he still knelt on the ground and respectfully kowtowed three times.

Having been his father for fifty years, he’d treated Gu Cheng as his own son.

Yet, he couldn’t possibly give all his considerable estate to him.

Yubao Square was the Gu Family’s legacy, and neither Gu Cheng nor his children possessed the necessary talent.

Yubao Square would fall into decline within a few years if left in their hands.

It was tolerable for the decline to happen within the Gu family’s bloodline, but if it happened at the hands of outsiders, he would be too ashamed to face his ancestors after death.

The Jade Mine was discovered by his biological son, Gu Kun, at the age of twelve, a gift bestowed upon Gu Kun by the heavens.

He could not leave the Jade Mine to Gu Cheng.

By now, with his help, Gu Cheng’s family was wealthy and powerful, and on top of that, they owned the villa on North Mountain and three courtyard houses located in the southern and northern parts of the city.

Not to mention the collection of precious gems and jewels; these were enough for Gu Cheng’s family to enjoy for generations.

He, however, was determined to find his own biological son. He stubbornly believed that given Gu Kun’s intelligence and craftsmanship, Gu Kun and Lady Yu would not have met with any mishaps.

But in the event that Gu Kun truly had met with an accident and he had no descendants, all his wealth could only be left to Gu Cheng.

In his heart, he was not resigned to this.

He did not wish for fate to be so cruel to him.

Uncle Gu was silent for a moment before asking Gu Qingfeng, “Old Master, do you have any instructions?”

After a long pause, Gu Qingfeng finally said, “Call Zhang Yi here. I have something to ask him…”

“Alright, I’ll call him right away.”

Uncle Gu was also nearly sixty this year, but he was in robust health, striding towards the outer living room.

Twenty or so minutes later, Zhang Yi arrived, drenched in sweat. Seeing that the old master had awakened, he couldn’t help but feel excited.

Old Master Gu gestured to Uncle Gu with his eyes, who quickly understood and briskly walked out, guarding the door.

Old Master Gu took a breath and directly asked, “The day I fainted in front of Yubao Square, I saw a young girl who looked very much like my missing wife. Can you recall who that girl is?”

Zhang Yi was startled.

Then he quickly replied, “Old Patriarch, if it were any other day, it would be hard to say, but on the day you fainted, Elder Shen had just left, and at that time, Yubao Square only had one customer.”

The Old Master Gu’s eyes brightened as he asked eagerly, “Who?”

“It’s the young woman who sold the pendant to Elder Shen, she’s also the nucleus carver I mentioned to you a while back, the daughter-in-law of the Qin Family. I don’t know her name, but the nucleus carving is signed ‘Qiao Sheng’.”

“The Qin Family’s daughter-in-law?” Gu Qingfeng was stunned.

“Yes, it’s her. She carved another Eighteen Arhats, very exquisite work. I didn’t buy it, but Elder Shen was interested and took it away directly.”

“What is the child’s last name, do you know?” Old Master Gu asked, frowning.

“According to Elder Luo’s grandson, her last name is Gu, the same as yours…” Zhang Yi said cheerfully.

Old Master Gu’s eyes suddenly widened, staring straight at Zhang Yi, and then his breathing became rapid.

His complexion turned pale.

Zhang Yi, frightened, was about to call the doctor, but the old man, holding his chest, stopped him with a stern voice, “Don’t… call the doctor.”