Lord, give up! Madam has too many vests

Chapter 309

The morning sunlight streamed into the bedroom through the sheer curtains. Yan Lan reached out and touched the empty bed beside her; Qin Shi's body heat still lingered on the sheets.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and vaguely heard low voices coming from outside.

She put on her coat and tiptoed to the door. Qin Shi's cold voice came through the half-open door.

Be careful these next few days.

He was on the phone, his tone unusually stern.

"Winning the qualifiers yesterday doesn't mean you can let your guard down. That Si Chu is no simple character; he'll definitely come after you."

Cheng Fei on the other end of the phone seemed to be still in high spirits, saying something with a grin, which made Qin Shi's brows furrow even more.

"A bar? You're still celebrating? Go back right now, don't make me say it twice."

He had just hung up the phone when he heard footsteps in the hallway.

"I heard you won the qualifiers yesterday?"

Shen Yunzhong's cold voice came through the door. Yan Lan saw him standing in the living room through the crack in the door, his face gloomy. He was clearly not there to offer his congratulations.

Qin Shi didn't even look up, his tone indifferent, "You wanted to see me about something?"

Shen Yunzhong sneered.

"I heard that Secretary-General Si approached you and proposed that Diqi Automobile and Qinqi Automobile merge, but you refused?"

"Yes," Qin Shi replied crisply.

Shen Yunzhong's face instantly turned ugly.

"Do you even know who's behind Diqi? Going against the government means that not only Qinqi, but the entire Qin family is no match for them!"

Qin Shi finally looked up at him, his eyes sharp as knives.

"My affairs are none of your concern."

Enraged by his attitude, Shen Yunzhong raised his voice, "Who do you think you are? Without the Qin family, you are nothing!"

Qin Shi stood up, his tall figure exuding an imposing aura.

"Instead of lecturing me, you should spend more time with your mother."

Shen Yunzhong's expression stiffened slightly, then he sneered.

“I’ve always been by your grandmother’s side and fulfilling my filial duties to your mother. It’s none of your business to interfere in my affairs.”

He turned to leave, but Qin Shi suddenly spoke, his voice low and dangerous.

"Shen Yunzhong."

Shen Yunzhong paused in his steps.

"I don't care what you do," Qin Shi's voice was as cold as ice, "but if you dare to hurt Mother..."

He paused, emphasizing each word: "I will not let you go."

Shen Yunzhong scoffed and walked away without looking back, the sound of his leather shoes hitting the floor particularly jarring.

The living room fell silent for a moment, with only the ticking of the wall clock remaining.

Yan Lan gently pushed open the door. Qin Shi stood by the window with his back to her, the morning light outlining his taut shoulders. She

"You heard everything?" he asked in a low voice, his tone softening.

Blue dots.

"He...has always treated you like this?" she asked softly.

Qin Shi remained silent for a moment before saying, "I'm used to it."

Those three simple words caused Yan Lan a pang of pain in her heart.

She looked up at him, her fingertips tracing the wrinkles between his brows, and made a decision in her heart: some people simply don't have a strong bond with their parents.

"Qin Shi, there's something I need to tell you."

She hesitated for a moment, then went back to her room, retrieved the DNA test report, and handed it to him.

Qin Shi took it, his gaze sweeping over the paper, but his expression was surprisingly calm.

"You...aren't surprised?" Yan Lan asked, somewhat taken aback.

Qin Shi closed the report and casually put it into a drawer. "I've known about this since I was a teenager."

Yan Lan's eyes widened. "You already knew that Shen Yunzhong had another family?"

Qin Shi's eyes darkened, as if he were recalling some unpleasant past events.

“When I investigated this matter back then, he found out and sent me abroad to study the next day.”

Yan Lan's heart skipped a beat, and her fingers unconsciously tightened their grip on his clothes.

"So... all these years... you haven't told Madam Qin and Sheng Sheng?"

Qin Shi held her hand, his thumb gently stroking the back of her hand, his tone calm.

“Telling them will only make them sad; I have my own solutions.”

But Yan Lan saw a fleeting pain in his eyes, and she hugged him tightly, her heart aching for him.

"Qin Shi...you still have me and the child."

He lowered his head and kissed the top of her head, his gaze gentle. Heaven had been kind to him, allowing him to meet Yan Lan.

In the following days, Qin Shi was worried that Chu Shao and his group might make a move, but everything went smoothly. On the day of the finals, Qin Shi and Yan Lan prepared to take a car to the venue early in the morning.

The traffic ahead was slowly crawling forward.

Yan Lan sat in the car, her fingers unconsciously stroking her pregnant belly, her gaze fixed on the traffic jam outside the window.

Qin Shi's profile looked particularly stern in the morning light. He stared at the stationary traffic ahead, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

Something's not right.

He suddenly spoke, his voice low and deep.

"The traffic shouldn't be this bad at this time."

The driver was about to explain that it might be rush hour when Qin Shi opened the car door. "I'll get out and check. You wait in the car."

Yan Lan watched his tall figure stride quickly through the traffic and soon disappear into the fog.

Several minutes passed, and Qin Shi still hadn't returned.

Her heartbeat began to accelerate, and an ominous premonition spread in her heart.

"I'll go down and take a look."

After speaking to the driver, she carefully opened the car door.

Yan Lan quickened her pace, and when she saw the crowd, her blood froze instantly—

A familiar sports car was wrecked beyond recognition, its front end deeply dented into the roadside guardrail.

That's Cheng Fei's car!

"Cheng Fei!" Qin Shi's roar came from the accident scene.

Yan Lan saw Qin Shizheng and the paramedics carefully lifting Cheng Fei, who was covered in blood, out of the deformed driver's cab.

Cheng Fei's face was deathly pale, and there was a hideous wound on his forehead from which blood was gushing out.

"His ribs...may be broken..."

Cheng Fei groaned in pain, each word seeming to be uttered with all his might.

"The brakes...have failed..."

Qin Shi's fists clenched so tightly they cracked, his knuckles turning white; this was clearly not an accident.

His gaze swept over the rear of Cheng Fei's car—where there were obvious signs of an impact.

Qin Shi's eyes instantly turned terrifying, like those of a raging beast.

The ambulance siren grew louder as it approached, and medical staff quickly lifted Cheng Fei onto a stretcher.

Yan Lan noticed that Qin Shi's hands were trembling slightly.

"The competition..." Cheng Fei suddenly grabbed Qin Shi's arm, his eyes filled with determination, "We can't... forfeit..."

Qin Shi pressed his hand down: "Don't talk, let's go to the hospital first."

"No!" Cheng Fei struggled violently, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth again. "They...they just want...us to forfeit..."

Yan Lan suddenly understood something and looked at Qin Shi: "This is a diversionary tactic. If we rush to the arena now, we can still make it."

Qin Shi's gaze lingered between Cheng Fei and Yan Lan, his struggle evident.

Finally, he took a deep breath and said to the medical staff.

"Do everything you can to save him." Then he turned to Yan Lan: "Let's go."

On the taxi ride to the competition venue, Qin Shi remained silent. Yan Lan looked at his tense profile, then gently took his hand.

"Cheng Fei will be alright."

"This was not an accident."

Qin Shi suddenly said, his voice hoarse, "Cheng Fei's braking system was just checked last night."

He turned to look at Yan Lan, his eyes burning with cold fury. "The more they act like this, the more I want to win."

When their car finally arrived at the track, an ultimatum was being broadcast over the loudspeaker.

"Drivers of the Qin Motors team, please proceed to the starting line immediately, or you will be considered to have forfeited..."