Seeing Qiao Dalong leave with his people, Song Yuwei breathed a sigh of relief, but she then turned to Qin Han, annoyed, and said, "Why did you tell him your name? What will you do if he comes to bother you again in the future?"
Song Yuwei's eyes reddened again as she sobbed, "Why do you have to fight? Why can't we just live a peaceful life?"
Qin Han looked at Song Yuwei with a calm expression. After a while, Song Yuwei perceived his expression and, thinking he was angry, she looked at him timidly. She was afraid he would become enraged and shame her; after all, he had hit her before in public.
It seems that she was still unsure about Qin Han's change over the past two days.
Qin Han lifted his hand, intending to touch Song Yuwei's face. Frightened, Song Yuwei stepped back and pleaded, "I...I won't say it anymore, please don't do this here, okay?"
"Daddy, you promised you wouldn't hit Mommy again!" The little one, seeing Song Yuwei's frightened look, clung tightly to her in her arms, shielding her face with stubborn determination on his little face.
Qin Han sighed and raised his hand to wipe the tears from Song Yuwei's face, saying helplessly, "I just wanted to wipe your tears."
Seeing that Qin Han was not going to hit Mommy, the little one smiled with delight and boasted to Song Yuwei, "Mommy, Daddy promised me he won't hit you anymore."
Qin Han couldn't help but laugh at the child's adorable voice and picked her up, placing her on his shoulder.
At this moment, a man in a suit appeared in the corridor. When he saw Qin Han, his eyes lit up. The person his old master instructed him to find had taken a great deal of effort to locate. He had pulled many strings, reviewed surveillance, and made inquiries to find out Qin Han would be here today.
Just watching Qiao Dalong hurry out, since they were acquaintances, the man felt obliged to call out, "Qiao Dalong, where are you rushing off to in such a hurry?"
"Hm?" Qiao Dalong was still fuming and had drunk quite a bit, paying no attention to the person who had come in. He was surprised to hear someone greeting him.
"It seems that people of your stature often forget things, Zhou Mansion, Ling Hong!" The newcomer was Zhou Bingchen's personal secretary, Ling Hong, who looked at Qiao Dalong and smiled faintly.
"Ah! Look at me, isn't this Brother Ling? I've had too much to drink today and was soured by a fool, so I really didn't notice you, my apologies! In front of you, how can I claim to be a lord? I am older than you, so you can just call me Qiao Ge!"
Qiao Dalong rubbed his eyes, and his face was instantly covered with a smiling expression. His attitude was not sycophantic, but it was extremely respectful.
The man before him was not much of a figure by himself, but the person he represented was another story.
The Zhou family was one of the most prominent families in the city of Zhongzhou. This envoy usually represented the Zhou family, and, more importantly, represented the Zhou family head!
Qiao Dalong, also known as Qiao Dalong, had a not-so-small reputation in Zhongzhou, but in front of true power players, people like him always had to bow their heads.
"Did the old master come?" Qiao Dalong quietly asked Ling Hong.
"The old master didn't come. I am here to take care of some business for him." Ling Hong's eyes held a hint of amusement, pleased with Qiao Dalong's attitude.
"What business? Just give the command, and I will handle it." Qiao Dalong said with a respectful face, having long been eager to establish a relationship with the Zhou family to augment his connections in Zhongzhou. He had met them before, but their acquaintance was not deep.
People in the corridor stopped and stared at the man in the suit, their faces filled with disbelief. Who could this person be that even Qiao Dalong was so respectful to him?
"I am here to find someone. There, that's him!" As he spoke, Ling Hong pointed to Qin Han in the distance, who was wiping away Song Yuwei's tears.
"Him? Could it be that he has also offended the Zhou family?" Qiao Dalong's eyes followed Ling Hong's gesture toward the inside and saw that the person Ling Hong was looking for was Qin Han.
"Oh? Qiao Ge knows him?" Ling Hong was somewhat surprised, not expecting Qin Han and Qiao Dalong to be acquainted.
"I don't know him! But the blockhead I was talking about just now is him. Brother Ling, rest assured, I'll take care of the rest of the matter!" Qiao Dalong said, gesturing for his men to call more people over.
"Wait! Blockhead? Brother Qiao, are you planning to deal with him?" Ling Hong asked, his eyebrows raised in surprise.
"Yes, he offended the Zhou family and also offended me just now. We'll take care of him!"
"Brother Qiao, there might be a misunderstanding here!" Ling Hong hurriedly stopped Qiao Dalong and pulled him aside to continue speaking.
"The old man had a car accident a few days ago, surviving was simply a miracle, and this miracle was created by the man inside! The old man asked me to find him and make sure to invite him to a banquet."
"What? The old man had a car accident? He saved the old man?" Qiao Dalong's face was filled with disbelief.
"Yes, the old man holds him in high regard. Brother Qiao, I'm telling you this because we know each other. I think we should just let today's incident slide. It will be good for you in the future." Ling Hong said sincerely. After all, if the old man knew someone was taking action against Qin Han and he was there but did nothing, once he returned home, he'd be in serious trouble.
"Ah, today is truly a blessing from the nobles, meeting Brother Ling. Otherwise, I would have caused a huge problem. Let's go, I must apologize to him!" Qiao Dalong had risen to his current status in the city not because he was foolish; he understood the message in Ling Hong's words instantly.
With these words, the two men walked shoulder to shoulder toward the corridor, heading deeper toward the family of three with Qin Han.
The prospective in-laws of the Song family saw Mr. Qiao leave and then return with a young man, their faces filled with confusion.
Could this young man be someone Mr. Qiao brought to deal with Qin Han?
Song Yuwei saw Mr. Qiao leave and then return, her heart filled with panic. The inevitable hadn't been avoided; what to do now? The child was still here, trouble had arisen, how to resolve this.
If it really came down to it, she just had to shamelessly seek the help of her adoptive father, Song Yuanqiao.
However, as the newcomers approached them, they heard.
"Mr. Qin! You were not easy to find!" Ling Hong bowed slightly toward Qin Han, speaking respectfully.
"Who are you?" Qin Han's eyebrows furrowed slightly, certain he did not know the man in front of him.
"I am Zhou Bingchen, the personal secretary to the Family Head, Ling Hong. You can just call me Xiao Ling. The old man has recovered and would like to invite you to the Zhou residence as a guest, you may choose the time!" Ling Hong said with a smile.
So that's how it was! With this, Ling Hong's actions were understandable.
"How has the old man's recovery been?" Qin Han asked calmly, his demeanor completely different from before.
The group from the Song family watched in amazement at this 'good-for-nothing', wondering when he had such a presence. Song Yuwei was even more astonished looking at Qin Han. The Zhou family! How did he know someone from the Zhou family?
The Zhou family's old man wanted to invite him to a banquet; one must know that the old man's guests are always distinguished, and in the city, only a handful of people could sit with the old man of the Zhou family.
"The old man is recovering very well, he can already get out of bed," said Ling Hong with a light smile.
"That's good to hear, no need for a meal, though!" Qin Han said with a smile.
"Mr. Qin, please honor us with your presence, I implore you!" Ling Hong pleaded earnestly.