Chapter 432

He He Shizi was in a good mood; he glanced at Qin Han with a smile in his eyes and brows: "Rong Chi has one too."

Even if someone else is left out, the little one won't be.

This child was raised by He He Shizi himself; he fed him bite by bite, making him no different from Rong Yang. He He Shizi lowered his head; seeing the little milk bun happy, He He Shizi's mood improved as well.

Qin Han looked meaningfully at the others and even smiled. Rong Yang has a share of the shop profits; since Rong Yang is He He Shizi's biological child, it is no fault of He He Shizi's to want to compensate him.

But what about Rong Chi?

Rong Chi is not biological either; he has only been raised for such a short time, yet he can get a share of the soap shop profits. Fubao counts as a legitimate young lady in Yan Guogong Fu.

The Rong Shizifei and several sisters-in-law exchanged glances. If Rong Chi gets a share, does that mean Qin He's children will get a share of the shop profits too? The words were on their lips; they were incredibly gossipy but dared not ask.

Qin He's legitimate younger sister didn't care. Seeing He He Shizi's manner, she felt he might have simply forgotten Qin He's two children. People of high status have short memories; he just hadn't thought of Fubao and her brother, which was too careless.

Qin He's legitimate younger sister felt a bit reproachful, so she smiled and reminded He He Shizi: "He He Shizi, is there no shop profit share for Fubao and her brother?"

As soon as she asked, Qin Lang stepped into the front courtyard hall. Qin Lang narrowed his eyes and glanced sideways at Qin He's legitimate younger sister, who was seeking attention. The Second House was always trying to grab things for Fubao.

Sure enough, he was a step too late; the Second House had already done this.

Qin Yan and Xue He Shizi were discussing Qin He's illness recovery and said little about Qin He's legitimate younger sister's words. What was there to say? Previously, He He Shizi had been very attentive to Qin He and her children; their childhood friendship meant Qin He had gained many benefits.

If He He Shizi wanted to give something, there was nothing strange about it.

Jiang Mo wondered if Qin Han had deliberately brought up the shop profit share earlier. Jiang Mo did not want to get involved; he was a merchant, so earning silver was enough. He He Shizi only acted very gentle in the Hou Fu because of family ties.

As a powerful minister, how could he be a person of good temper?

The Rong Shizifei and others were completely curious about the weight Qin He and her children held in He He Shizi's heart. They all looked at He He Shizi, who was lowering his head to speak to the little bun; upon hearing this, he looked up.

He He Shizi was surprised: "Why ask me this?"

Qin He's legitimate younger sister was stunned. If not He He Shizi, then who? If He He Shizi agreed to give Fubao and her brother a share of the shop profits, only then could they get silver! Asking others, others wouldn't give Fubao and her brother anything.

Seeing Qin He's legitimate younger sister silent, He He Shizi turned and asked Xue He Shizi: "Do you want to give your shop profit share to Fubao and her brother?"

"This..." The question thrown at him left Xue He Shizi dumbfounded: "What do little children need so much silver for?"

"No, no..." Qin He's legitimate younger sister saw the misunderstanding and quickly waved her hands: "I wasn't asking my brother-in-law Xue He Shizi. He He Shizi, you gave all the soap shop profit shares to Rong Yang and Rong Chi. Won't you give even a little to Fubao and her brother? Fubao and her brother can't compare to Rong Yang, but compared to Rong Chi, if Rong Chi gets a share, Fubao and her brother should have a share too."

Alright, this time it was finally said clearly.

This question came from Qin He's legitimate younger sister, but it was also Qin He's intention. Qin He didn't need to instruct her sister on how to speak about the shop profit silver; the sister and Qin He were often together and thought alike.

Qin He's legitimate younger sister was straightforward; she never beat around the bush.

Everyone looked up at the few seated in the upper position. Even the children stopped making noise. Fubao stared at He He Shizi, waiting for him to give her a share of the soap shop profits. It didn't matter if he gave it to her brother; as long as he gave it to her.

He He Shizi chuckled lightly, showing surprise, then turned to ask the Xue He Shizi beside him: "Xue He Shizi, do your children need me to raise them? Is your spirit foundation destroyed, or has your cultivation path been severed? You and Qin He both have shop profit shares, yet your children come asking for my shop profit share."

Xue He Shizi's face flushed red, squeezed and rebuked by He He Shizi's few words. He He Shizi's tone was gentle and unhurried, but his words were harsh. Was Xue Qing unable to raise his own children?!

Xue He Shizi anxiously defended himself: "My children, naturally, I will raise."

Qin He's legitimate younger sister grew anxious and asked hurriedly: "If Rong Chi gets a share of the silver, why don't Fubao and her brother? He He Shizi, you shouldn't be so biased; it hurts the children's hearts."

He He Shizi sneered lightly: "Why should I give my own share of silver to Xue He Shizi's children?"

"But, but..." Qin He's legitimate younger sister was so anxious she spoke incoherently. You used to be very attentive to Qin He's sister and her children! Why is there no share for Fubao today?!

"Xue Qing." He He Shizi called his name, sneering: "No ambition, even your children need others to raise them."

Xue He Shizi felt ashamed and angry, shouting: "Qin Yuan, by what right do you ask this? As for the children of Qin He and me, on what grounds should He He Shizi give the shop profit share to Fubao and her brother?"

Qin Yan stopped watching the spectacle; they were getting angry.

He He Shizi's face also looked bad. He held the little milk bun Rong Chi in his arms. Rong Yang, small in stature, leaned against He He Shizi's chest, quietly watching Qin He's legitimate younger sister beg for things for Fubao.

The Rong Shizifei and others had complex expressions. What was going on? Previously, Fubao had received so many good things; she never needed to open her mouth to ask He He Shizi. Why had it turned into a scene like this today?

Qin He's legitimate younger sister, Qin Yuan, felt very aggrieved: "Why scold me? Previously, whenever He He Shizi had good things, he gave them to Fubao."

"What?" He He Shizi narrowed his eyes and asked: "Am I wrong?"

"Fubao counts as a legitimate young lady of Yan Guogong Fu." Qin Yuan couldn't help but say again.

He He Shizi didn't mind telling everyone: "I, He Yan, have only legitimate sons, no legitimate daughters."

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone in the Hou Fu changed. That meant Fubao was nothing in Yan Guogong Fu, yet Qin He had been clamoring that Fubao was a legitimate young lady of Yan Guogong Fu.

This mess was worse than not mentioning the shop profit silver in the first place.

If it hadn't been mentioned, Fubao might have kept the empty title of a legitimate young lady of Yan Guogong Fu. He He Shizi was unhappy; people favor their own children; what business do Fubao and her brother have in this?

He He Shizi publicly stated he had no legitimate daughters, so Fubao couldn't even borrow the title anymore.

"Exactly." Qin Lang stopped standing at the hall entrance. He had blown in some cold air, but Qin Lang was in a good mood. He stepped into the hall, walked to He He Shizi's side, and picked up Rong Yang: "He He Shizi only has us, Rong Yang, as his child."

Qin He's legitimate younger sister and Qin Han stared intently at He He Shizi, hoping he would refute.

Unfortunately, Qin Yuan and Qin Han were disappointed.

"And me too." The little milk bun said in a milky voice.

Qin Lang looked down at the child. He He Shizi looked down at the little bun in his arms and smiled: "Yes, you are also a father's child. I, He Yan, have two legitimate sons; Rong Chi is the second legitimate son."

The little milk bun was happy. Qin Lang grinned with joy and glanced disdainfully at Qin Yuan and Qin Han.

What kind of onion are Fubao and her brother?!