The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

Meanwhile, on the other side.

After Wen Xiaoman disappeared, the people Qiao Sinian sent out to investigate quickly pointed the clues to Qiao Siyue.

And at this moment, the phone call that Qiao Siyue took the initiative to make further confirmed his guess.

The name "Qiao Siyue" appeared on the phone screen. Qiao Sinian pressed the answer button but did not speak first.

Qiao Siyue's voice, tinged with obvious laughter, came from the other end of the phone, as if he were sharing some good news: "Brother, did I disturb your rest? I have some good news to tell you, Xiaoman is visiting me."

Qiao Sinian's eyes turned cold, his knuckles gripping the phone turned white, and his voice was devoid of warmth: "Tell me, what do you want for me to let her go?"

"Hahaha..." Qiao Siyue laughed happily, "It's still more straightforward to talk to me, no need for all those roundabout ways."

Qiao Sinian threw out his bargaining chip directly: "Do you want the shares I hold, or the contract you've been eyeing lately? Name your price."

“No, no, no…” Joss slowly denied, “Shares? Contracts? Those things are so boring. This time, I don’t want them.”

He paused, then said with a hint of mockery, "I want you to... promise me one thing."

Qiao Sinian's heart tightened, a sense of foreboding washing over him: "What is it?"

Joss's voice, tinged with amusement, came through: "I want you to marry the daughter of the Fanning family in a grand and glorious manner, just as your parents had arranged."

Qiao Sinian was stunned for a moment.

On the other end of the phone, Qiao Siyue continued, "Brother, you don't know, my wedding was forced to be postponed due to some unexpected events last time. I've been feeling really upset and suffocated ever since."

"So this time, brother, your wedding absolutely cannot have any accidents."

Qiao Siyue's voice was filled with even more laughter, "I want to see you get married with my own eyes, to see you happily walk into the hall of marriage. Only in this way can I feel more at ease and at peace."

Qiao Sinian understood everything instantly.

He was taking revenge.

Qiao Siyue is vengeful. Last time, he secretly sabotaged Qiao Siyue and Wen Xiaoman's wedding, and Qiao Siyue has held a grudge ever since.

Now, he's going to use this method to force him to marry a woman he doesn't love, to get his revenge.

"Brother, you'll grant me this small request, right?" Qiao Siyue asked insincerely.

Qiao Sinian's voice was low and deep: "What if I don't agree?"

"You won't agree?" Qiao Siyue laughed. "Brother, how could you not agree? After all, Xiaoman... is still 'visiting' me. Don't you want to see her again? Or do you want to see... a less-than-perfect version of her?"

Qiao Sinian clenched his fists, the veins on the back of his hands bulging.

How could he not hear the threat in Qiao Siyue's words?

Xiaoman is his biggest hostage.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: "Okay, I agree to your conditions."

Joss was not surprised at all.

Then Qiao Sinian added, "But you are not allowed to touch a hair on Xiaoman's head until my wedding is over. Once this is over, you must let her go immediately!"

“No problem.” Qiao Siyue agreed with unusual ease, his tone filled with the satisfaction of a successful scheme. “Then I will await your good news, brother. I wish you a happy marriage in advance, my dear brother.”

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone call with Qiao Siyue, Qiao Sinian's aura was as cold as the Siberian cold front.

He immediately summoned two trusted confidants, A-Yi and A-Yong.

He explained the tasks that needed to be planned next.

After hearing the instructions, A-Yi hesitated and worried, and couldn't help but ask to confirm, "Master, are you really planning to marry the daughter of the Fan Ning family? It's obvious that the second young master wants to take this opportunity to create a misunderstanding between you and Miss Wen. If you marry the daughter of the Fan Ning family, it will be difficult to explain to Miss Wen."

Ah Yong also said, "Recently, the second young master has been in close contact with the Fanning family. It's hard to say that the second young master has already formed an alliance with the Fanning family and wants to take this opportunity to deal with you."

If they could think of these things, how could Qiao Sinian not?

He was fully aware of Qiao Siyue's schemes.

In the eyes of his confidants, their master was not an impulsive person, and he would never allow the second young master to manipulate him.

But now that Miss Wen has fallen into the hands of the second young master, things have become uncontrollable. Even the most clear-headed and rational master can be swayed by emotions because of a woman.

Sure enough, after they finished speaking, Qiao Sinian still insisted, "Xiaoman is in his hands. Do as he says, keep him calm, and ensure Xiaoman's safety is the top priority."

Ayi and Ayong exchanged a glance. Knowing their master's feelings for Miss Wen, they said nothing more and respectfully replied, "Yes, your subordinates understand."

He then stepped back and began making arrangements in earnest.

......

Meanwhile, Qiao Siyue sat with his legs crossed, happily waiting for news.

He would send Qiao Sinian a message every now and then, urging him in a sarcastic tone.

Fortunately, Jossian's efficiency did not disappoint him.

The next day, news that Qiao Sinian and the heiress of the Fanning family were getting married soon, and that the two wealthy families were about to unite, quickly spread in the industry, causing quite a stir.

Upon seeing the news, Qiao Siyue's lips curled into a smile. He picked up his phone and sent a message to Qiao Sinian:

[You're pretty quick on the uptake, bro. Looks like you can't wait to be the groom?]

After sending the message, before Qiao Sinian could reply, he slowly added another message:

Don't worry, brother, I'm a man of my word. I'll take good care of Xiaoman until your wedding is completely over. Once the wedding is finished, she'll be free.

Qiao Sinian stared at the two messages on his phone screen with a cold, piercing gaze.

He replied, "You'd better keep your word, or I'll make sure you die before me."

The smug smile on Qiao Siyue's face froze instantly on the other end of the phone.

He had known Qiao Sinian for so many years. Although they had fought each other openly and secretly, and he had even done many things that crossed the line, Qiao Sinian had mostly suppressed him or given him minor punishments. He had never said that he wanted to take his life.

After all, in everyone's eyes, including Qiao Siyue's own, Qiao Sinian's sickly body might just suddenly disappear one day, and the future of the Chemosi family would ultimately fall on Qiao Siyue's shoulders.

But this time, the decisiveness and coldness in Qiao Sinian's words didn't sound like a joke at all.

If he really dares to touch Wen Xiaoman, or refuses to release her afterward, it seems that Qiao Sinian will... really go to any lengths to kill him first.

As Joss gripped his phone, his expression darkened, but then he let out a disdainful sneer.

Threaten him?

Ah.

He, Qiao Siyue, was no pushover either.