SDS: Chapter 27
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A bitter smile spread across Qin Chengyu’s lips.
He felt like a child who had been adopted from an orphanage,
only to be returned when the foster family no longer wanted him.
So, was he supposed to return to living the way he had before?
He refused to accept that!
Why give him hope, only to crush it so cruelly?
Just then, the door to his room burst open with a bang.
“Qin Chengyu! When you were being all arrogant before, did you ever think a day like this would come? The moment I heard you were sent back from the Nian family, I rushed over to see this pathetic sight. You didn’t disappoint me!”
Qin Chengluo sneered.
His mocking gaze landed on Qin Chengyu,
who was crouching on the floor,
sorting his belongings,
and he laughed even louder.
“Qin Chengyu, are you crying? You thought you’d found a great owner, but it didn’t last long, did it? You got returned, just like that. Crying seems fitting.”
Qin Chengyu stood up and faced Qin Chengluo, his gaze steady.
“Qin Chengluo, congratulations. I heard your project was a success. With all those people carrying you on their shoulders, it must’ve been easy, wasn’t it?”
“Of course. I barely had to lift a finger, and plenty of people worked for me. You must be envious.”
Qin Chengluo ignored the sarcasm in Qin Chengyu’s words and even seemed proud of it.
He scrutinized Qin Chengyu, a hint of surprise flashing across his face.
“You look bigger than before. I guess Nian Jinsui really knows how to train dogs.”
“I could knock your teeth out with one punch right now. Want to try?”
Qin Chengyu’s tone remained cold.
Qin Chengluo snorted.
“I know your tricks, so don’t bother trying to provoke me. Rest assured, I won’t touch you for now. But once I’m officially recognized as the head of the Qin family, I guarantee you won’t have an easy life.”
Having learned his lesson from past encounters with Qin Chengyu, Qin Chengluo knew better than to linger and risk falling into one of Qin Chengyu’s traps.
After delivering his threat, he turned and left the room, leaving Qin Chengyu standing there, his eyes cold and filled with a dark fury.
He was tired of being someone others could discard whenever they pleased.
Some things wouldn’t belong to you unless you fought for them.
And people were no different.
Qin Chengyu did not show up for dinner that evening.
Knowing Qin Chengyu had returned to the Qin family, Qin Zhuo asked one of the servants,
“Did no one ask the Second Young Master to come down for dinner?”
“Yes, sir, someone did. But the Second Young Master said he wasn’t hungry,”
Housekeeper Wu answered tactfully.
“Rest assured, sir, I will have the kitchen prepare some porridge to send to his room.”
Qin Zhuo nodded and instructed,
“Make sure to check on him later. If he’s feeling unwell, have the doctor come by.”
Qin Muyun chuckled sarcastically,
“He says he’s not hungry? I bet it’s because he’s embarrassed after being sent back by the Nian family. He didn’t even come home for the New Year—I thought he had some great relationship with the Nian family. Who knew it’d end so quickly?”
Qin Zhuo frowned, his sharp gaze cutting over to Qin Muyun.
“Is that something you, as an elder, should be saying?”
Qin Muyun quickly tried to smooth things over.
“Father, don’t be angry. I was only joking.”
Qin Zhuo said nothing more, finishing his meal before taking his usual walk in the garden.
“Old Wu, have you checked on Chengyu? Is he alright?”
he asked as Housekeeper Wu walked alongside him.
“Yes, sir. I delivered the porridge myself. The Second Young Master is fine,”
Housekeeper Wu replied.
“That’s good.”
“Sir, I…” Housekeeper Wu hesitated.
Qin Zhuo guessed what Wu wanted to say and smiled.
“You’re curious why I’m suddenly paying so much attention to Chengyu?”
Housekeeper Wu lowered his gaze.
“The Second Young Master is your grandson. It’s only natural for you to care about him.”
Qin Zhuo nodded.
“You’re right. Honestly, I don’t know Chengyu very well. It’s about time I paid more attention to him. I’d also like to know why Nian Yixin speaks so highly of him.”
Recalling his phone call with Nian Yixin that afternoon, Qin Zhuo seemed deep in thought.
Housekeeper Wu had suspected there was more to Qin Zhuo’s sudden interest in Qin Chengyu.
It turned out the Nian family was involved.
“Housekeeper Liu from the Nian family was very respectful to the Second Young Master when he dropped him off today,” Wu noted.
“It seems he had a good life with the Nians. I’m just not sure why they suddenly sent him back.”
“Nian Yixin said it was just a spat between the youngsters. It’s probably nothing serious,”
Qin Zhuo said dismissively.
After a pause, he added,
“Now that I think about it, I haven’t seen Chengyu in over a year. Come with me to check on him.”
“Of course, sir.”
When Qin Chengyu heard the knock on his door, his gaze flickered, but he didn’t look up.
Instead, he continued typing on his laptop.
“Come in,” he called out.
Qin Zhuo entered the room to find Qin Chengyu sitting cross-legged on the bed, engrossed in his laptop.
He didn’t even lift his head, seemingly absorbed in whatever he was doing.
“Chengyu.”
Hearing Qin Zhuo’s voice, Qin Chengyu finally looked up,
surprise flashing across his face—though not too much.
He placed his laptop to the side as he stood up.
“Grandfather, what brings you here?”
Qin Chengyu said, his expression appropriately respectful.
“I haven’t had time to tidy up the room. Please, have a seat on the bed.”
Qin Zhuo glanced around, noting the thin layer of dust covering the floor and furniture—
evidence that the room hadn’t been cleaned in a long time.
Though his brows furrowed slightly, he said nothing.
Housekeeper Wu, who had also noticed the state of the room, feared Qin Zhuo might be displeased and blame him.
However, Qin Zhuo’s mild reaction indicated that he wasn’t overly concerned about Qin Chengyu’s comfort.
“It’s fine. I heard you didn’t come down for dinner. Are you feeling unwell? And why are you still on the computer?”
Qin Zhuo’s tone was even, more disapproving than concerned.
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