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Chapter 2178: Chapter 2179: The Qin Family’s Calamity

Even though Qin Rumeng didn’t want to go back to the Qin family, under Song Yan’s persistent pestering, she had no choice but to return.

Otherwise, wherever she went, Song Yan would follow, no matter what she did. Even if she went to the bathroom, he would wait outside.

This made Qin Rumeng very uncomfortable. Anyone in her position would feel the same.

Upon returning to the Qin family with Song Yan, Qin Pojun was sitting in front of the fireplace, with a pot of wine warming on top, and a plate of peanuts on the table beside him.

Seeing this, Qin Rumeng frowned slightly: "Dad, why are you drinking again? Don’t you know you shouldn’t drink so much at your age...?"

Hearing Qin Rumeng’s nagging, Qin Pojun’s face broke into a warm and hearty smile.

Although Qin Rumeng wasn’t his biological daughter, he raised her himself and treated her no differently than he would a biological daughter.

"It’s not as serious as you make it out to be," Qin Pojun chuckled, "Besides, I’ve hardly had two taels of wine!"

"Two taels isn’t much?" Qin Rumeng snorted lightly.

"I’m just at home with nothing to do, and you blacklisted me so you couldn’t even call. You don’t even come back to see me..." Qin Pojun started to complain to Qin Rumeng.

He was scolding her, but his affection and love for her were unmistakable. ƒrēewebnovel.com

"It’s almost the Spring Festival, and everything has to be wrapped up at the company!" Qin Rumeng defended herself, "Otherwise, how could I not come back to see you!"

"You really think I don’t know anything." Qin Pojun gave her a once-over and said plainly, "That little girl Tang Yurou has been trained by you to the point where she can handle everything on her own. Many decisions don’t need you anymore."

Qin Pojun might rarely leave the house, but that doesn’t mean he’s out of touch with the world. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

Anyone at his stature, even if they never left the house, would still know about what’s going on outside.

When Tang Yurou was brought back from Jiangzhong City by Qin Rumeng, Qin Pojun was already aware and had been keeping a discreet eye on her.

Initially, Qin Pojun didn’t think Tang Yurou could manage on her own, but after observing her, he realized he had underestimated her.

Tang Yurou was far more capable than he had imagined and could now handle things independently.

It’s no exaggeration to say that even if Qin Rumeng wasn’t at Fenghua Group, as long as Tang Yurou was, she could manage everything as long as nothing major happened.

Tang Yurou could easily handle the year-end summaries.

Qin Rumeng giggled, "Dad, turns out you know everything!"

"What do you think!" Qin Pojun exhaled a long breath and said, "I only said a few things last time about how you’re not getting any younger and should consider settling down. That’s why you’re upset and won’t come back!"

Then, Qin Pojun changed the tone, "But seriously, Rumeng, you’re really not young anymore. It’s time to settle down!"

Qin Rumeng had already guessed that Qin Pojun would bring this up once she returned; hence, she looked helpless.

"I know you’re quite outstanding and that you look down on most men," Qin Pojun said earnestly, "But you should lower your standards a bit. After all, we don’t lack anything."

"What’s important is that the person treats you well. That’s the best thing."

In the eyes of countless people, both the Qin family and Qin Rumeng hold unreachable positions.

For Qin Rumeng to find someone compatible, it’s extremely difficult.

"Rumeng..."

Seeing Qin Pojun was about to continue, Qin Rumeng quickly interrupted, "Dad, don’t worry about my affairs. I know what I’m doing..."

"It’s not that I want to worry, but how could I not!" Qin Pojun sighed softly, "My mentor entrusted you to me because he trusted me! And now, if you don’t get married as you age, people would think I, Qin Pojun, want to keep you in the Qin family forever..."

"Dad, why care about what others say? As long as I know what I’m doing." Qin Rumeng interrupted again, "They’re just sour grapes."

There was some truth to Qin Rumeng’s words. Back then, numerous elderly people fought hard for her custody, knowing well what having Qin Rumeng in their family would mean.

Ultimately, Qin Rumeng went with Qin Pojun, causing quite a few to be envious.

"Of course, I know that." Qin Pojun said softly, "Rumeng..."

"Dad, what’s got into you these past two days, constantly bringing up my marriage?" Qin Rumeng asked, baffled, "Or do you find me annoying and want to chase me away?"

"How could that be!" Qin Pojun said seriously, "I’d love nothing more than to have you stay with me forever, but that’s not possible!"

"When birds grow up, they fly away. That’s just nature!"

"Dad, did something happen to you..." Qin Rumeng looked at Qin Pojun suspiciously and asked.

Lately, Qin Pojun seemed eager, almost desperate, to get Qin Rumeng married off.

"What could happen to me? It’s almost the Spring Festival, and I’m anxious!" Qin Pojun said with utmost seriousness.

"Don’t worry, I’ll definitely get married, but just not now." Qin Rumeng chuckled, "Just wait a bit longer."

Seeing this, Qin Pojun sighed slightly, "Rumeng..."

"Dad, here’s the deal: from now on, neither of us is allowed to mention this again." Qin Rumeng directly interrupted him, clearly worried he might continue speaking.

Immediately, before Qin Pojun could respond, Qin Rumeng said again, "Alright, I’ve got something to do, I’m leaving now!"

"Oh, try to drink less."

With those words, like a defeated soldier, Qin Rumeng swiftly fled the Qin family home.

Watching her leave, Qin Pojun’s face was filled with a bitter smile, yet he was powerless.

After Qin Rumeng left, Song Yan commented, "Sir, I told you before, if you bring it up like this, Miss Rumeng wouldn’t listen!"

Qin Pojun glanced at Song Yan, "Then how should I say it? Should I tell her that the Qin family might soon face a catastrophe?"

"If I tell her that, do you think she’d leave?"

With that, Qin Pojun let out a heavy sigh, helplessness etched on his face.

Song Yan’s face slightly darkened as well. If Qin Pojun spoke to Qin Rumeng like that, she might never leave, no matter how likely she was to before.