The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

"Xiaxia, take a seat." Sheng Yize didn't greet Sheng Qingyi. He didn't tell An Xiaxia to greet his father either, and only asked her to sit down.

Sheng Qingyi rubbed his hands, not daring to make a comment.

After all, his son had accomplished way more than he ever had. Be it his capabilities or his temperament, Sheng Yize was no longer the boy that he could handle.

"What would you like to eat? I'll get Auntie Zhang to make you dinner," said Sheng Qingyi uneasily.

An Xiaxia shook her head. "Uncle Sheng, we're just here to ask you a few questions."

"Um, sure."

"Uncle Sheng, you've always wanted a daughter-in-law from a matching background, haven't you? Am I a worthy enough candidate now?" An Xiaxia smiled coldly.

Sheng Qingyi looked embarrassed. He cleared his throat and said, "It was very stubborn of me back then. I hope you won't mind, Xiaxia. You two are living such a wonderful life now and I can only feel happy for you. Let's leave the petty things in the past."

"Is spending seven years apart a petty thing to you?" An Xiaxia retorted.

Sheng Qingyi looked disturbed and he didn't want to continue this conversation.

"I don't feel so well. I'm going to lie down." He found an excuse and hurried off upstairs.

Feeling the digital recorder in her pocket, An Xiaxia let out a sigh of relief.

Once she was back home, she sent the recording to Fang Shanshan. The latter then found a very capable hacker, who processed Sheng Qingyi's voice and compared it with the recording of the phone call she had received on the island.

They indeed belonged to the same person!

Sheng Yize had a murderous look on his face. Despite An Xiaxia's attempts to stop him, he still marched off.

An Xiaxia was going to run after him when she received another message from Fang Shanshan. "We've compared the voice with your other recordings as well. Some were a match, but some… weren't."

Some weren't…

An Xiaxia recalled that there was a time when she had tried to trick the mysterious caller. From the person's tone, she had thought it was a woman.

Could it be that there were two mysterious callers?

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The Sheng family.

Sheng Qingyi was on edge. Somehow, he thought An Xiaxia was hinting at something else with that question.

He wasn't proud of what he did seven years ago, but he had only been trying to break up Sheng Yize and An Xiaxia. That was why he had agreed to join hands with that person and come up with that plan…

They had threatened An Xiaxia with her family so that she would leave Sheng Yize.

Little did he expect that they would meet again and get back together after seven years, not to mention that An Xiaxia turned out to have such a prestigious background. He regretted what he had done and ended that partnership.

Last time during the turbulence in the Song family, he had wavered again and had had An Xiaxia stranded at sea.

But at least he hadn't killed An Xiaxia right away. Hadn't she been saved in the end?

Therefore, he wasn't the one to blame.

Sheng Qingyi tried to tell himself that in his head. His eyelids then began to quiver. He was still dazed when the door to his bedroom was kicked open.

He cried out in surprise, "Yize? Why are you back?"

The terrifying look on Sheng Yize's face reminded him of a fiend from hell. Sheng Yize marched toward Sheng Qingyi, wrapped his hands around the latter's neck, and squeezed. Sheng Qingyi's face twisted. "Let go of me… hm… Yize, I'm your father!"

"Did you see Xiaxia as your son's wife when you did those things to her?" Sheng Yize's tone was frighteningly intimidating. "I can kill you this moment!"

"Don't… Let go of me now…" Sheng Qingyi struggled.

Sheng Yize felt blood rush to this head and he was furious. The only thing he could think about was tearing Sheng Qingyi into pieces.

His phone started to ring with An Xiaxia's personal ringtone. Sheng Yize moved a hand away from Sheng Qingyi's neck and picked up the call.

"Calm down! Don't do it!"