I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 1064 - 1062: The Wine is Not Poisonous (2)

"Well, aren’t you playing the part anymore?" Perhaps it was because she had just seen those videos, Xia Wan’an felt inexplicably enraged, so her tone was somewhat aggressive: "That’s right, with the evidence all out there, you can’t continue to shamelessly play the role..."

"What a pity..." As Xia Wan’an spoke up to this point, she suddenly stopped the "Q" she was about to spit out and instead, she looked at "Han Qingqing" silently for several seconds before finally saying: "...Chi Rong."

Chi Rong... this familiar yet long-absent name, when uttered by Xia Wan’an, left everyone in the underground cinema shocked.

"Chi Rong? Chi Yao’s brother?"

"Didn’t he die in a fire during a trip over twenty years ago?"

"Yeah, he and Chi Yao were both raised by the old lady. Half a year before his death, he was exiled from the Han Family for some reason..."

"..."

Amid the numerous discussions, Xia Wan’an suddenly caught the phrase "exiled from the Han Family."

Chi Rong was in love with someone from the Han Family. After being exiled from the Han Family, he got close to Han Qingqing with the purpose of transforming into Han Qingqing to return to the Han Family, meaning his actual goal was to be close to the person he loved... The person he loved died, and he cried bitterly. During that time, among the women of the Han Family who had died over the years... there was only... only...

Xia Wan’an subconsciously turned her head to glance at Han Jingnian.

So that’s how it is... That’s really how it is... She was wrong. The room full of oil paintings that Q drew were not of Han Qingqing at all, they were... they were... the mother of Han Jingnian.

The mother of Han Jingnian and Han Qingqing were both ladies of high society, and there were some similarities in their demeanor and conduct. What Q had been doing all these years, instead of living as a copy of Han Qingqing, he was clearly living as if he were the mother of Han Jingnian...

"Madam, what did you say? Chi Rong? You’re saying Q is Chi Rong?" Zhang Te, utterly perplexed, couldn’t help but speak up.

Xia Wan’an returned from her reverie, "Yes, he is Chi Rong. An’an’s biological father is Chi Rong."

"This morning, I was thinking that there seemed to be something very important that I had forgotten. Just now, I remembered... An’an’s smile, the look in her eyes when she smiles is very similar to Chi Mu..."

The old Madam Han who had not spoken before took over the conversation: "Yes, An’an’s guess is correct, he is Chi Rong. No wonder Qingqing’s expression was like that before her death when she found out who he was..."

As she spoke, the old Madam Han turned to look at Chi Rong: "I should have thought of you earlier. Back then, I shouldn’t have let you off lightly!"

"Let me off lightly?" Chi Rong, as if hearing a ridiculous joke, threw his head back and laughed loudly for a long time. Then with hateful eyes fixed on the old Madam Han, he gritted his teeth and said, "You call that letting me off lightly? You knew full well that she was the one I loved first! I was the one who met her first! Yet you still let your son marry her!"

"Indeed, she liked your son, and I consented to it. Wasn’t that enough? I just wanted to be somewhere I could see her. I just wanted to watch her; that was my only wish. You didn’t fulfill it yet cast me out of the Han Family. You clearly wanted to drive me to death; you clearly wanted my life!"