The real heiress's disguise has been exposed, making her the most beloved member of Beijing

Jiang Li said fiercely, "Do you think I'll believe you? Jiang Youli, if anything happens to my son, I won't let you get away with this! Even if it's a matter of life and death, I'll drag you down with me!"

Jiang Youli felt a little annoyed listening to Jiang Li's words.

Although Jiang Li can't cause any trouble for her, if she keeps bothering her every few days, it will give her a headache.

So she thought for a moment and said, "Alright, since you want to see your son so much, I'll take you to see him. If after seeing him you still want to reunite with him and your son, then I won't separate you."

After saying that, she threw a silver needle at Jiang Li.

Before Jiang Li fainted, Jiang Youli instructed 001: "Throw her in the trunk of the car."

001 stepped forward and caught the swaying Jiang Li, then carried her to the back of the car, opened the trunk and threw her inside.

After Jiang Youli got into the car, she called Ye Ying and asked someone to come and pick up Jiang Li so she could reunite with her son, Long Lin.

"Okay, boss."

Jiang Youli wasn't worried at all that Jiang Li's disappearance would attract anyone's attention.

After all, apart from the old man who still has some fatherly affection for Jiang Li, probably no one in this world cares about Jiang Li's life or death anymore.

……

Qi Huan had just returned to the old house when she ran into Uncle Ya at the door again.

He was wearing a military green padded coat, a windproof hat and gloves, and stood outside the door with his hands tucked into his pockets.

It seems that Uncle Du was waiting for him on purpose.

As she approached, Qi Huan smiled and said, "Uncle Ya, were you waiting for me?"

The mute uncle typed something on his phone and handed it to him: [When are you planning to go and pick up your brother?]

After reading it, Qi Huan said, "Didn't Zhou Zerui tell you? He doesn't plan to go back to the old house."

Uncle Dumb waved his hand and continued typing: [No, now that his identity has been revealed, it's safer to bring him back to live with us. After all, the Qi family members are all ruthless; who knows if someone might kidnap him to threaten you.]

After pretending to think for a moment, Qi Huan said, "That makes sense, so what you mean, Uncle Ya?"

The mute uncle typed: [I hope your grandfather can personally go and bring your brother back, and apologize to him in person. As compensation, he should also give him another 5% of the Qi Group's shares.]

Qi Huan thought for a moment and had no objection. "Okay, when I see Grandpa later, I will talk to him as you suggested, Uncle Ya. I think Grandpa will agree. After all, he has felt guilty about sending my brother away all these years."

Hearing Qi Huan's words, Uncle Ya nodded with a complicated expression, didn't type anything more, and left directly.

Qi Huan looked back at Uncle Ya's departing figure as he got on his bicycle and pedaled away with great effort, his gaze somewhat deep.

Only after Uncle Ya rode away did he turn his gaze back to Cheng Jing and say, "Alright, I'll try to walk back the rest of the way."

After Xiaoli'er finished her treatment today, she told him that starting today, he should walk for at least half an hour every day.

She will not require further treatment; she will only need regular massages.

Cheng Jing nodded and handed over the cane: "Okay."

Cheng Jing pushed the empty wheelchair and said, "The mute uncle waited here specifically for the young master to say these things, so he must be planning to take action."

“Yes, if he doesn’t take action soon, Qi Feifan and Qi Shaoxiong will get anxious.” Qi Huan leaned on his cane and walked with difficulty, step by step.

But no matter how difficult the steps are, they can't compare to the joy of being able to walk again.

Cheng Jing followed at a distance, and seeing this, he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

This time, young master is truly walking entirely on his own!

Meeting Miss Jiang is truly a great blessing for Third Master!

"Huan'er?" Grandpa Qi, who was chatting with Qi Feifan, was pleasantly surprised to see his eldest grandson Qi Huan walk in. "You can walk by yourself now?"

Qi Feifan's smile stiffened slightly when he saw that Qi Huan had indeed walked in on her own, leaning on her cane.

Qi Huan can actually walk normally now!

Qi Xiuyuan, who was sitting idly to the side playing on his phone watching the live stream, looked up when he heard the sound and saw Qi Huan walk in. His eyes widened.

No!

Qi Huan, that cripple, actually had his legs healed by that bitch Jiang Youli!

Done!Done!

Wouldn't that reduce the eldest brother's chances of winning by several percent?

Qi Huan did not ignore the unfriendly gazes of the Qi Feifan and Qi Xiuyuan brothers, and smiled, "Well, Xiao Li'er said that starting today, I should try to walk for half an hour at a time."

As he spoke, he lifted his foot and stepped over the threshold.

"That's wonderful!" Old Master Qi was very excited. He got up and wanted to help Qi Huan himself, but he held back and decided to let his grandson walk the rest of the way on his own.

After taking their seats smoothly under everyone's gaze, Qi Huan put down his cane and looked at Qi Feifan: "What brings you two brothers back to the old house today?"

Qi Feifan smiled insincerely and said, "I came here to congratulate you on finding your younger brother, Huan-ge. I didn't expect your legs to be almost healed as well. This is truly a double celebration."

"No, it should be said that it's a triple celebration," Qi Huan added. "Long Yuan's capture can be said to have eliminated a major hidden danger for our Qi family."

Qi Feifan said with a forced smile, "That's true, it's a triple celebration. If Huan-ge becomes the heir of the Qi family, it will be a quadruple celebration."

"Thank you for your kind words," Qi Huan said with a smile. "Recently, the African non-ferrous metal industry managed by Third Uncle's family has encountered some problems. Fortunately, it was resolved by smoothing things over, but it has also caused considerable losses. I hope that you and Fourth Uncle will manage the Qi family's new energy industry well, and avoid a serious mishap like that of Third Uncle's family."

Qi Feifan: "..."

Ha, they've done all the hard work, so they get to reap the rewards?

Qi Xiuyuan couldn't help but say, "Didn't your third uncle's family have such a big problem because of your fiancée Jiang Youli causing trouble, Huan-ge?"

"Xiuyuan! Shut up!" Qi Feifan turned around and scolded his younger brother Qi Xiuyuan, then said, "But I just heard Grandpa say that Zhou Zerui, no, should we call him Qi Zerui or continue to call him Qi Yue? He hasn't been brought back to live in the old house yet."

Qi Xiuyuan picked up his phone again to watch the live stream with resentment.

Qi Huan ignored Qi Xiuyuan's interruption and replied to Qi Feifan, "Grandpa will pick you up in person tomorrow."

Old Master Qi was taken aback. How come he didn't know about this?

"Grandpa went to pick him up?" Qi Feifan was taken aback. "Zhou Zerui asked him to? What, your brother hasn't even come back yet, but you're making quite a big fuss about it."

Qi Huan said frankly, "After all, Grandpa felt guilty towards my younger brother back then, so he still had to show his sincerity in personally bringing the old house back."

Qi Feifan looked at the old man, who actually didn't say anything. He immediately understood that the old man had tacitly approved.

Ah, just as Qi Shaoxiong said, the old man really spoils Qi Huan.

This time, the African industry was implicated and caused such a big incident because Jiang Youli offended the big shot behind the Long family. Instead of blaming Qi Huan, the old man protected and favored her in every way.

They're both the old man's grandsons, yet their treatment is worlds apart. It's truly infuriating to compare oneself to others.

“Since Huan-ge, your brother hasn’t returned yet, I’ll come back to congratulate him on his return to the family clan at the next family meeting.” Qi Feifan looked at Qi Xiuyuan, who was watching the live stream on his phone, and said, “Xiuyuan, let’s go.”

"Oh... okay." Qi Xiuyuan closed the live stream, put away his phone, got up and followed him out.

After walking for a short while, he couldn't help but ask, "Big brother, Qi Huan's legs are really recovering. Do you still have a chance to become the heir of the Qi family?"