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Old Qin looked at him with a stern expression, anxiously protecting Shu Ran, as if fearing he would swallow her whole, which made him furious.
"You little brat, how dare you speak like that!"
Qin Xian pressed his thin lips together, his expression indifferent, saying nothing.
Old Qin was extremely angry and took a stance of not backing down. "What’s the matter? You’ve grown some wings now and dare to come interrogate me?!"
Qin Xian shot him a glance, refusing to respond but not backing down either.
The atmosphere was tense, and Shu Ran stood behind him, nervously tugging at his sleeve, urging him not to act this way.
Uncle Jiang timely stepped in to mediate, "Old Qin, you know the young master's temperament. Don’t hold it against him; just calm down."
Old Qin's expression softened slightly; after all, he understood his grandson's temperament. He had his own principles and bottom line—if he didn't move, it was fine; but once he did, he would never back down.
This time he had already given him face; if it were someone else, it might have ended differently...
Yet he still coldly snorted and mocked, "If you don’t change that temper of yours, who will be able to stand you in the future? Be careful that even Shu Ran won't want you anymore."
Upon hearing this, Qin Xian's face suddenly darkened, and his tone turned icy as he replied, "You needn't worry about that."
With that, he turned around and took Shu Ran's hand, walking away without looking back.
After they left, Old Qin was so furious that he felt a heaviness in his chest. Uncle Jiang hurriedly patted his back to help him breathe easier. He took several deep breaths before finally calming down.
After a while, he let out a quiet sigh, looking slightly dejected as he slumped into the chair.
Uncle Jiang poured a cup of tea and stood beside this weathered seventy-year-old man.
The aroma of tea wafted through the air, bringing a sense of calm.
After a while, the old man slumped in his chair finally spoke, his voice hoarse and lacking energy.
He quietly said, "Xiao Jiang, is Qin Xian still blaming me for not letting him come back?"
Uncle Jiang was taken aback for a moment but quickly understood.
This was a long-standing rift between grandfather and grandson that had yet to dissolve even after all these years.
Years ago, when Qin Xian's parents passed away, Old Qin went to great lengths to hide it from him, ensuring that Qin Xian never got to see them one last time. Even during the funeral, Qin Xian was peacefully asleep in a foreign land, completely unaware.
How mocking.
How tragic.
Although Old Qin did it for his own good, that regret, that irreparable lifelong regret, was indeed an indelible mark.
Yet over the years, neither had ever brought up this matter, and they had coexisted without issue.
So Uncle Jiang did not understand why Old Qin suddenly mentioned this.
As Uncle Jiang pondered this, Old Qin continued, "Otherwise, why would he be so anxious, as if fearing something might happen to her in my hands?"
Now Uncle Jiang understood; Old Qin was comparing Shu Ran to Qin Xian's mother, Shen Xinyi.
He believed that Qin Xian's urgency and anxiety stemmed from the fear that Shu Ran might encounter an accident under his care. Just like Shen Xinyi had suffered an accident out of sight and left him quietly behind.
It must be said that Old Qin truly understood his grandson.
Uncle Jiang comforted, "Old Qin, don't think too much. The young master doesn't mean it that way."
Such comfort ultimately felt too pale; how could it appease such a shrewd old man?
He smiled helplessly, took a light sip of tea, but instead of the rich aroma he had imagined, all he tasted was bitterness.
Looking at Old Qin's increasingly frail appearance, Uncle Jiang sighed deeply in his heart before slowly speaking, "I actually think the young master cares too much about this girl."
He explained to Old Qin, "The young master has someone watching her at all times, not willing to let her out of his sight for even a moment. Even now, while we are taking advantage of this opportunity for less than half an hour, the young master has already noticed."
"If it were Mrs. Qin Shen, the young master might not worry to this extent, to the point of not giving her any personal space."
"So I believe the young master has feelings for this girl; he has his own thoughts and doesn't want anyone interfering in his matters."
His advice finally had an effect; Old Qin became less negative and nodded thoughtfully, no longer lost in wild thoughts.
Uncle Jiang finally breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, there were still some things he hadn't said. Qin Xian was indeed affected by Shen Xinyi's incident, leading him to be unable to accept the idea of someone he cared about leaving his side, even fearing any accidents happening to her.
Over time, an extreme possessiveness had taken root.
But no matter what, this matter had finally come to a close.
Meanwhile, the Qin Family had already made over ten calls urging Old Qin to set off.
…………
On the road, cars sped by.
Shu Ran sat in the passenger seat, looking anxious. Throughout the journey, she kept persuading the cold-faced driver, "Qin Xian, you can't treat Grandpa Qin like this. He's old; doing so will hurt his feelings."
Although she was filled with confusion, it was clearly Qin Xian who had asked her to accompany Grandpa Qin, so how did it end up causing a quarrel between the grandfather and grandson?
Shu Ran felt very guilty.
"Besides, Grandpa Qin is just concerned about you."
Qin Xian seemed to ignore her completely, driving the car without a care.
Shu Ran suddenly felt disinterested; this person would not want to talk to anyone when he was angry.
Moreover, it was obvious that he was in the wrong. How could he lose his temper at his own grandfather like that?
"Do you think it's unreasonable for Qin Xian to act like this, being wrong yet treating it as if it's perfectly justified?!"
Qin Xian had stopped the car at some point, a hint of a chilling smile playing on his lips, but his gaze was fixed on her, with an unexplainable coldness in his eyes.
!!!
His expression and words startled her greatly.
This was not the first time Qin Xian had guessed her thoughts.
Shu Ran dared not remain silent; her previous tacit agreement had already caused trouble for Zhou Jiajia and Zheng Tong. She could not make the same mistake again.
Even though Grandpa Qin was his grandfather, once Qin Xian went wild, no one knew how far he would go.
She could not cause unnecessary trouble again.
So, she hurriedly explained, "No, I just think that what he did is not right."
She concealed the panic in her eyes and gently met his gaze, trying to warm the coldness in his eyes with her tenderness, hoping to burn it away completely.
"Please don't do this next time, okay?"
Shu Ran was not mistaken; Qin Xian indeed fell for this tactic. He calmed the unease and anger within him and replied with a dull "mm."
Shu Ran finally let out a sigh of relief.
But what she did not know was that when Qin Xian received the report from the Supervisor and heard the Supervisor mention that Miss Shu was missing for unknown reasons, the first thing that came to his mind was the memories of his mother—damn those memories.
Those tragic and pitiful memories.
If Shu Ran were present, she would see a Qin Xian with a twisted face, filled with murderous intent and coldness.
But she would also see how afraid he was of losing her.
He had walked through blood and storms, making countless enemies along the way. Many had tried to threaten him, many wanted him dead.
If they couldn't kill him, they would target those close to him.
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