Who am I, where am I, where do I come from and where am I going.
This is one of the most philosophical questions in the world, and it is also why Qin Chen is confused now.
He never thought that his "pretend" mother was different from the one before. After all, except for her personality, there was no difference in appearance.
However, Qin Juncheng is indeed the blood of the old man of the Qin family, and this has been sufficiently verified.
For three days in a row, Qin Chen didn't even change his posture. He just sat in the basement of Dragon Soul, staring at a pile of test reports in a daze.
Even when Rao Rao came to visit, he was blocked from the door.
"He needs to be quiet." Long Yan said.
"I don't think there's anything wrong with it. It means that Bai Ruixin is a fake now! Why don't we just arrest him and cut him into pieces." Brother Snow was about to make a move.
"Slice? If it could be done, your godfather would have cut it long ago. Let's look at Achen. After all, he is his family. If he is willing to make mistakes, we will accompany him." Rao Rao sighed, looking at the laboratory with a faint look. Closed door.
She had thought that Qin Chen would behave abnormally after learning the results, but she did not expect that it would have such a big impact on him. It seemed that he had not completely let go of the relationship between his parents.
Also, if a person can really be indifferent to family affection, then he is no longer a normal person.
Just as the three of them were discussing countermeasures and planning to break in, the door suddenly opened.
After sitting for a long time, Qin Chen's limbs were a little stiff, but he still walked out firmly.
"Drink some water first..." Looking at the man's chapped lips, Rao Rao felt extremely distressed.
Leng Snow on the side also gritted his teeth angrily and said fiercely: "It's just that it's not worth it to make yourself uncomfortable for a fake!"
Qin Chen didn't say anything. He drank some water first and then went straight into the bathroom.
After soaking in the hot water filled with herbs and feeling the heat being injected into his stiff limbs, he gradually regained consciousness, as if he was finally alive.
An hour later, he walked out of the bathroom, his already bright eyes a little sharper.
Scanning the document bag on the table, Qin Chen said his first words in three days.
"Get the car ready and go to Qin's house."
. . .
After declining the kindness of Long Yan and Leng Snow, Qin Chen only took Su Muchen, who was already a monk, and set off with him.
Qin Chen didn't come out of Dragon Soul Laboratory these days, and Su Muchen didn't leave either. He just sat at the door of the laboratory and chanted sutras.
Ken had obviously told him that the soundproofing effect of the door was such that even if it exploded from the outside, it would not be heard from the inside, but Master Su still sat there stubbornly, and also gave him some popular science. Belief in Buddhism must come from the bottom of the heart, rather than just hearing the sound. Everyone who is angry doesn't want it.
But now that he was by his side, smelling the faint aroma of sandalwood, the hostility around Qin Chen was unknowingly melted away.
After a while, they arrived at Lao Qin's house, but unfortunately, the Qin family went on a group trip today.
"Where are you going for a trip?" Qin Chen's cold voice did not waver at all...
The Qin family's butler was slightly startled, then respectfully served tea, and then said: "Isn't it that the young lady wants to soak in the hot springs? The old man also wants to go out for a walk, and finally reunite the whole family."
"Yes, a family." Qin Chen coldly glanced at the newly hung family portrait on the wall, and the sarcastic curve of his mouth became a little wider.
"I just made a call. The driver said that the old man is still taking a bath in the hot springs at the moment. He will be back at night at the earliest, or tomorrow." The housekeeper hung up the phone and returned to Qin Chen.
It's strange to say that the young master is so young, but his aura is much stronger than that of the old man Qin Qishan.
"Yeah?"
"Look..." The housekeeper looked at him carefully...
"Then I'll just wait here."
As Qin Chen spoke, he took off his coat, then picked up his PAD and looked at it. He had three days of backlogged work, and now it was time to deal with it.
Su Muchen on the side was not as dedicated as him. Seeing that Qin Chen had already started working, he stood up and circled around Qin's house.
"If you are fine, just go and accompany Master Su. I don't need anyone to serve me here."
Qin Chen said to Guan Jia without raising his head.
The housekeeper was startled for a moment, raised his head and glanced at the handsome Master Su next to him, and walked over with a sneer.
"Then I can take Master around casually?"
"Thank you for the help of this benefactor." Su Muchen said professionally, then raised his head and looked at the housekeeper carefully, and then shook his head.
housekeeper:"!!!"
brother! what do you mean! Why does Mao look at me with such a devilish look!
As if he had guessed what he was thinking, before the butler could ask, Su Muchen was already sighing: "I just said that you have such a good appearance, but you are so unlucky. It turns out that the feng shui here is not good!"
Butler: "..."
Su Muchen's directness made the butler's face look a little ugly. Where did the monk come from and talked nonsense? When they bought this house, they specially invited several Feng Shui masters to look at it! Those people's appearance fees alone cost seven figures...not to mention that their masters purchased many expensive ornaments for the sake of their heirs.
He is just a little monk...
However, there was Qin Chen in the living room, and he could only laugh dryly.
It's just a perfunctory look in the eyes, it shouldn't be too obvious...
Su Muchen didn't know that he had been complained to a lot by the butler. He liked to study some strange arts these days when he had nothing to do. With some books mailed to him by Master Xia Qianqian, he asked himself about Feng Shui and Feng Shui. I still know a little bit about the art of recognizing people.
Thinking that the housekeeper had made tea for him and walked around the villa with him for a long time, he kindly wanted to remind him.
But he didn't expect that they didn't care at all, so he had no choice but to give up.
Rushing to help someone? He has not yet reached the level of the Holy Mother!
Time flies.
Everyone originally thought that Qin Chen was just talking, but they didn't expect that his job meant working until 11 o'clock.
The meal is easy to arrange, but the key is the room...
Because Qin Chen refused to stay here last time, the old Qin family simply gave him a room.
There are still some rooms available, but they are all servant rooms, so it is not suitable for the young master to live there.
"Young master, you see, it's already 11 o'clock, I guess they won't be back today." The housekeeper said with a careful smile.
Qin Chen put down his computer, stood up, and stretched his wrists.
"oh."
oh
Oh what do you mean? Hey!
The butler failed to understand his train of thought for a moment.
However, Su Muchen reacted first and asked someone to get two blankets. He wrapped one himself and threw the other to Qin Chen.
Immediately, the housekeeper and the Qin family's servants were shocked.
Qin Chen threw the blanket on the ground and took out a sleeping bag from the car outside.
Then.
He and Su Muchen went to the bathroom one after another to brush their teeth, and then lay down in their sleeping bags.
"Young Master... what are you doing here?"
The housekeeper and the servants in Qin House were almost scared to tears!
"Of course I'm sleeping." Master Su continued. As for Qin Chen, he gave them a cool back view and then put the eye mask on his face.
"ah"
The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, screamed in surprise and hurriedly covered his mouth.
Was he really not hallucinating
The young master of the Leng family, who was said to be extremely wealthy, lay down on the floor of their house so casually.
"Achen has a mysophobia. If you let him sleep in someone else's bed, you might as well kill him. Let's just stay here. It's not too cold. We'll just make do with it."
"Can... "
"Hush! This has caused this master to enter samadhi!"
Butler: "..."
. . .
The night passed in the blink of an eye.
Qin Chen and Su Muchen woke up at the same time with a tacit understanding at dawn.
But they slept peacefully, and all the servants in the villa stared at them with panda eyes. They wanted to float when they walked, for fear of disturbing them.
Fortunately, these days of being on tenterhooks ended right after lunch.
Qin Qishan came back with his family.
Seeing Mr. Qin Chen in the door, he was startled for a moment, then raised the corners of his lips.
"Xiao Chen is here"
"I have something to ask my father about." Qin Chen replied in a nonchalant manner, then turned to look at Qin Juncheng, who was following behind the old man with a rosy face.
It was obvious that there was no real meaning in his son's eyes, but he still shuddered suddenly, as if seeing a cat and mouse, instinctively feeling guilty.
"Is there anything that we can't talk about over the phone and why do you have to go there in person?" Seeing everyone looking at him, Qin Juncheng felt his face burning and said a little stiffly.
"I don't want to run away either, but some things must be said face to face."
"Or do you think neither you nor grandpa want me to come over? Are you disturbing your family?" In the past, even if Qin Chen was angry again, he would not speak so directly in front of outsiders.
But when he thought about the report and looked at the family portrait hanging on the wall, he felt as if his tolerance in the past had been fed to the dog...
"Qin Chen, you..." Qin Juncheng's shiny face swelled up like puffed up bread.
Seeing that the two of them were about to fight, Mr. Qin took a few steps forward and smiled at Qin Chen: "How could it be possible? It's too late for us to welcome Xiao Chen. Besides, we are a family."
"Since you're talking to your dad about something, go to the study. I just came back, old man, and I want to take a nap. Yilan, you can go to the kitchen later and tell me to prepare more delicious food at night."
As the old man spoke, he pushed his eldest son out. Even though he had spoken, Qin Juncheng did not dare to make another mistake. Although he was still angry, he followed Qin Chen into the study.
"What are you doing? You are so cautious when talking to your dad, like a thief." Qin Juncheng muttered as he watched Qin Chen take out a set of anti-monitoring equipment in the room.
Qin Chen ignored him, adjusted the equipment, and threw the prepared report into his arms.
"What's this?"
"DNA test report?"
"Bai Ruixin? What are you doing this for?"
Qin Juncheng lowered his head and turned over the pages in confusion.
He also works in biology, so he is not unfamiliar with these things.
But when she saw that the current Bai Ruixin did not match the umbilical cord blood in the hospital's library, he was dumbfounded...
"This this... ."
"Mr. Qin, are you sure the person you are sleeping with now is really my mother?"