Chapter 163: Just Like Poor Relatives Begging for Favors

Qin He wanted to ask, do you still have me in your heart? But she couldn't ask.

Unless she wanted to be divorced.

Qin He was full of questions she wanted to ask: Don't you like Fubao? Loving the house and its crow, you should give the best to Fubao, which would be worthy of the feelings between you two. Giving the Yan Guogong Fu's title to her legitimate son would also be fine.

And what about the promise of 'one life, one pair'? How could Heir He break his word?

It was fine for Heir He to have children with anyone, but it shouldn't have been Qin Bi. That woman was deep and scheming; clearly unremarkable in the Marquis Manor, yet she turned around and snatched her position as the Yan Guogong Fu's Shizifei.

All these things made Qin He furious.

What Qin He crazily wanted to ask was, how could you have a child with another woman?

When the words reached her lips, Qin He couldn't spit them out. No one touched her, and they were even chatting as if she weren't there, but Qin He felt an atmosphere that pressed on her until she couldn't breathe—it was the contempt of not putting her in their eyes.

"Mother!" Fubao tugged at her timidly.

Qin He was also panicked; she didn't know what to say when she opened her mouth, and she was stuck.

Heir He lowered his head to talk to Rong Yang, whom he was holding, speaking in a low voice with great patience. Qin He felt aggrieved; they were all ignoring her. Heir He, lift your head! As long as you lift your head, you'll discover her embarrassment.

However, Heir He didn't lift his head and turned to talk to the clan members again.

"Heir He..." Qin He called out urgently.

The He family's eldest Madam's mouth corners turned down, and she placed the tea bowl lid onto the tea bowl. The female relatives were all here; clinging to a man and not letting go, treating them as if they were dead? If you have something to say, say it. Calling people over and then not speaking, what kind of scene is this?!

In the flower hall, it was originally all family members; it was already strange to suddenly have Qin He, an outsider. Her voice was very abrupt, and everyone cast their gazes onto Qin He.

Fubao shrank toward Qin He's side, and Qin He clenched her hands nervously. She was also panicked, pulled at the corners of her mouth to reveal a smile, and suddenly looked at Rong Yang in Heir He's arms with surprise.

"Heir He, why is Rong Yang here?" Qin He put on an expression of ignorance.

The He family members were startled. Every manor in Jingcheng knew Heir He had a child. How fake could Qin He's question be? It was so far-fetched that it made people laugh in their hearts. Several juniors and the young ladies at the door all looked at Qin He with amazement.

"Pfft!" Someone chuckled.

Qin He had never been so embarrassed; her brain was chaotic. She should have questioned whose child Heir He was holding. She should have questioned it righteously, but she didn't dare. Her face was burning hot.

Heir He lifted his eyes, not intending to explain, and asked: "Speak, what business do you have with me?"

Qin He didn't dare to ask and far-fetchedly looked for a topic, but Heir He had no time to accompany her.

Qin He stood in the flower hall, with nowhere to hide. She didn't dare to say what she really wanted to say. In her panic, she looked down and saw Fubao. She immediately pushed Fubao, her smile increasing a bit to cover up her panic.

"Fubao said she wanted to come find Heir He." Qin He smiled again and looked at Rong Yang in Heir He's arms: "Rong Yang is here too. It's just right for her to play with her little sister Fubao. I was worried she wouldn't know everyone and would be shy; it's good that Rong Yang is here."

After finishing, Qin He felt much more relaxed and pushed Fubao: "Fubao, go quickly and play with Rong Yang."

Everyone continued drinking tea and chatting. How awkward this occasion was! This Xue Shizifei's skin was truly thick. Everyone present was a He clan member; how could you, an outsider, stay here after barging in?!

An illegitimate daughter is an illegitimate daughter; she can't be brought onto the stage.

Fubao received Qin He's words and only then walked toward Heir He and Rong Yang. Rong Yang turned his head.

Heir He lowered his eyes to look at the little Tuanzi in his arms. Rong Yang's cousin moved a stool and sat to the side; if the little girl dared to come over, he would throw her out. Why was she so lacking in situational awareness?

Even if she was young, she couldn't lack manners. Was this woman's brain flooded with water? Rashly coming to the Yan Guogong Fu and bringing two children to follow and lose face.

"Qin He, if there's nothing else, go back." Heir He said: "My manor is busy; I am not entertaining guests. The He clan members are all here, and my Rong Yang has no time to play with your Fubao."

Fubao turned her head to look at Qin He.

Qin He hurriedly said: "Rong Yang is just a little child, what could he have to do?"

Once these words were out, everyone wanted to laugh. A little Junzhu of a hereditary Guogong Fu meeting clan members naturally had many things to do. Was this Xue Shizifei from a small, poor household? She understood nothing and asked such a clumsy question.

Heir He's meaning was so clear—it was inconvenient to entertain guests. Everyone understood, only Qin He didn't understand.

It didn't matter if you didn't understand, couldn't you see it?

The ladies chuckled. They had long heard that Qin He was a person with good fortune, and they had thought she was some kind of fairy figure. They didn't expect her brain to be so stupid, and this appearance? It was just average.

It didn't touch on being a beauty, but it was true that she knew how to dress up.

Heir He ignored Qin He. He had given her face, but Qin He didn't take the steps down. Heir He talked to several He family ladies, leaving Qin He aside. Fubao ran back to Qin He's side again.

Qin He didn't want to leave. She looked around, saw the Yan Guogong Fu's second young Madam, and walked over with a smile to talk to her.

Second young Madam: "..."

She was, after all, the Xue Shizifei, so the second young Madam dealt with her.

After a cup of tea, Heir He stood up holding Rong Yang. During this time, the manor had set up a banquet for the clan members, and they were eating banquets every day. It was time to go to the banquet, and the clan members surrounded Heir He and Rong Yang.

"We have set up a banquet in our manor." The Yan Guogong Madam said politely: "Xue Shizifei, would you like to eat before leaving?"

It was a polite remark; anyone with a bit of situational awareness would have left long ago.

Qin He also wanted to leave, but she was unwilling and smiled in response: "Okay."

The ladies stumbled. Oh mother, looking back at Qin He, she didn't look like she had a brain problem. Everyone else was eating, and you still wouldn't leave. How could her skin be so thick?

The ladies' expressions were complex, occasionally glancing at Qin He, which made Qin He lower her head and stare at her feet.

Fubao was happy when she heard about the banquet. The female relatives left the flower hall. Qin Yan was still waiting outside. Qin He said: "Qin Yan, you go back first. The Yan Guogong Fu is holding a banquet; I will eat before leaving."

Amazing, it had to be Qin He Jiejie. Qin Yan left with great admiration.

At the following banquet, the He family felt strange, and their looks at Qin He were also strange. Their gazes fell on Fubao, who was picking at vegetables to eat. This child wasn't very clever either. Fortunately, the engagement between Qin He and Heir He didn't succeed back then; this mother and daughter were just like poor relatives begging for favors.

Feeling the strange gazes from all directions, Qin He felt extremely awkward holding her legitimate son. It wasn't like the Qin Yan Hou Fu in the Yan Guogong Fu; there was a seat for Qin He on the men's side.

There were female relatives at the men's banquet, all of whom were the He family's pride; Qin He was nothing.

Qin He was arranged at a table on the edge. There was no seat for her originally, so another stool was moved over.

There was no other way. Having encountered such a shameless person, and she was still the Xue Wang Fu's Shizifei, they had to give the Xue Wang Fu some face. After she finished eating, they would quickly send her away. What kind of person was this? ===== CHAPTER 164 =====