Reborn, I am doing involution on Jinshan

Duan's mother Luo Peiqi yelled, "I don't care anyway. Qingyang wants to marry Donghua, so we have to decide it quickly."

"Why are you in such a hurry? Besides, it depends on whether Donghua is willing or not." Duan Yihai frowned slightly

"Of course she's willing, otherwise why would she find excuses to come to our house every now and then? And even stay for three days?"

"Don't be so self-righteous. Maybe she's just using this place as a refuge. Or maybe she's trying to figure out if you, her future mother-in-law, are easy to get along with."

"A refuge? Humph, I think she is deliberately seducing Qingyang. It's a pity that our son only likes fair-skinned women and doesn't seem to like Donghua."

"Don't talk nonsense. Our son Duan Qingyang doesn't have fair skin. Sun tanning is popular in San Francisco. Donghua deliberately tanned herself. Her mother is a great beauty. After a few days, she will become fair too."

"But Donghua looks mostly like her father. Can she really be white? The Yin family's genes are all mixed up. The boys look like their mothers, and the girls look like their fathers."

"Okay, okay, stop talking. Let's wait until Qingyang comes back. He's the one who married my wife anyway, so there's no point in getting anxious and angry." Duan Yihai rubbed his temples. He felt that arguing with his wife any further would be fruitless.

Luo Peiqi glanced at her husband and said, "The Qian family is interested in forming a marriage alliance with ours. Yuan'er likes Qingyang. Have you told him?"

"He said he would give it a try. I think he's just dragging it out because he's still attracted to his adopted daughter."

Luo Peiqi was annoyed, her features splitting apart. "Forget about adopting a daughter. She's too disgusting. First of all, I don't agree to marry her. She's so young and so charming like a vixen. Wouldn't that man be worried if he married her?"

Luo Peiqi seemed to be very dissatisfied with Yin Xiaoyao and even had great hostility towards her.

"Hmph, no matter how good she is, she can't compare to Yuan'er. The Qian family is very powerful in the business world. If Qingyang can marry Yuan'er, it will only benefit him in taking over the family business in the future. Besides, Yuan'er is beautiful and well-behaved, how can she not be worthy of him?" Duan Yihai stated his position tactfully, and the couple agreed.

It was because he couldn't bear the shame of being broken off that he sent people to kidnap Yin Xiaoyao and teach the arrogant little girl a lesson. Unexpectedly, two bodyguards were injured in the end, which made him even more angry.

At this moment, the study door opened and Duan Qingyang, who had just returned, walked in. Seeing his parents' serious expressions, he guessed something in his mind.

"Mom and Dad, have you seen my cell phone?" Duan Qingyang glanced at the desk and found his new cell phone next to it.

"Qingyang, you must give us a clear answer today regarding the Qian family's marriage and Donghua's matter." Luo Peiqi spoke directly.

Duan Qingyang sighed helplessly, "Mom, love can't be rushed. I know you value the Qian family's power, but I really don't have that kind of feeling towards Yuan'er. As for Donghua, she's like my sister."

"What do you mean? You don't want to marry Yuan'er, nor do you want to marry Donghua? What exactly do you want?" Duan Yihai stood up angrily.

Duan Qingyang said calmly: "I want to find the person I truly love according to my own wishes, rather than getting married casually because of personal gain."

Duan Yihai was so angry that his face turned red. He pointed at Duan Qingyang and said, "You little brat, why don't you understand our painstaking efforts? The support of the Qian family is of vital importance to our Duan family."

Duan Qingyang shook his head firmly, "Dad, the support gained through marriage is not long-lasting. Wouldn't it be better if I could strengthen the Duan family with my own abilities?"

After hearing this, Luo Peiqi's tone softened a little, "Qingyang, it's easy for you to say, but this is easier said than done."

Duan Qingyang took a deep breath. "I know it's difficult, but I'm willing to try. If I sacrifice my lifelong happiness just for profit, I can't do it. Besides, I already have someone I like in my heart, but I haven't had time to tell you yet."

Duan Yihai and Luo Peiqi exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with surprise. "Who is she?" Duan Qingyang smiled faintly. "Her surname is Deng, she's a local, and she comes from an ordinary family. But she's kind, smart, and independent. I feel more relaxed and comfortable with her than ever before."

Duan Yihai frowned. "You're confused. A girl from an ordinary family? How can that be possible? What can she bring to the Duan family? You might as well marry Du Ruping. You already have a son anyway."

Du Ruping was just the antidote for his love poison. She was a small clerk who had been secretly in love with him for a long time. He only had gratitude and desire, but no love or excitement. He had never considered marrying her, but she insisted on giving birth to a child.

When the elders saw that they had given birth to sons, they made up their minds and tacitly chose to keep them. They originally thought that this might be a good thing, after all, blood is connected and family ties are hard to let go.

However, what had seemed like a good decision at the time had unexpectedly become a significant stumbling block to their proposed marriage. The Yin family's adopted daughter resisted the marriage, and Duan Qingyang's past romantic history was dug up. Once publicized, this scandal not only brought shame upon the family but also sparked widespread criticism, becoming the subject of gossip and ridicule. And the instigator of all this—the eldest son, once so highly regarded—was now mired in the whirlpool of public opinion, unable to extricate himself.

Duan Qingyang's face darkened. "Dad, love isn't a transaction. It can't be measured by whether or not there are benefits. I won't force myself to marry Du Ruping just because we have a child. You know why we have a child. It's because of a scheme set up by your opponent. I helped you avoid a disaster."

Duan Yihai laughed in anger, "Good, very good, you've grown wings, haven't you? After enjoying yourself, you still want to blame me?"

Luo Peiqi hurried to smooth things over, "Alright, alright, calm down. Qingyang, since you're so determined, when are you going to bring that Miss Deng back to us?"

Duan Qingyang breathed a sigh of relief. "Give me a little more time. I need to take care of some things first."

At this moment, Du Ruping, who had been eavesdropping outside, pushed the door open and walked in, tears streaming down her face. "Qingyang, I know you never loved me, but the child is innocent. Are you really so cruel? You don't want us?"

Duan Qingyang looked at her, feeling a little guilty but more helpless. "Ruping, I will fulfill my responsibilities as a father, but marriage cannot be compromised. I will give you the greatest compensation. Just go over there obediently and don't cause me any more trouble."

Du Ruping smiled bitterly, "Okay, I hope you won't regret your decision today."

After saying that, she turned and left, holding her 8-year-old child. Duan Qingyang looked at her leaving back, his heart full of mixed feelings, but his eyes became firm again. He was determined to fight for his love, no matter how many obstacles lay ahead.

"Du Ruping is gone now, so you can calm down for a while and stop getting into trouble. The wedding can be postponed, but you must choose a fiancée, otherwise I won't be able to explain myself to the shareholders."

Duan Qingyang stepped forward and looked at his father seriously. "Dad, if you saw the person I love, you would probably appreciate her. The positive influence she has brought to me is my greatest wealth. Believe me, I will not let the Duan family decline."

Luo Peiqi interrupted, "Qing'er, Yin and Duan must get married. This is related to the survival of the family business. It is not something you can change at your own will." Luo Peiqi said seriously.