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Chapter 1202 - Chapter 1202 Chapter 1204 Destined by Heaven (2)

Chapter 1202: Chapter 1204: Destined by Heaven (2) Chapter 1202: Chapter 1204: Destined by Heaven (2) Why did he fall for Lu Weixi? In fact, he wanted to ask himself that question too.

It wasn’t just love at first sight beneath the osmanthus tree when he was twenty. It was more accurate to say that as he grew up, it became love at first sight for her.

After all, they had not seen each other for ten years.

But Lu Weixi may not remember that ten years ago, they had actually met once. And it was the young Lu Weixi who saved him.

On the day his father died.

He still remembered the evening after his father left.

The setting sun at the horizon was as red as blood. There was a maple tree outside his window, also red as blood.

He had been in Vancouver for many days without leaving the house, but he wasn’t just looking at the scenery outside the window; he had plans of his own all along.

The butler here didn’t live on the premises; she always resided downtown, taking a bus over every morning and going back in the evening.

Because that woman didn’t like the feeling of someone constantly in the house, the butler would bring fresh fruits and vegetables, tidy up the house, and even cooking was only occasional, as Qin Weizang and she still preferred the cuisine of China. Though called a butler, she was more like a part-time domestic worker back home.

They had also thought about hiring another in-house help that could offer closer care upon the child’s birth.

Qin Zhiyou would sit by the window every day, observing the woman waiting and boarding the buses, feeling the comings and goings of vehicles. Over time, he, too, got the hang of the schedule.

And his room had everything, including a computer. He had been taken to Europe and America for summer camps with his school since he was young, and had no issue with English conversation. He had long looked up local vehicle information and knew the timing.

After Qin Weizang left his room, Yang Mogui happened to return as well. No question, these two together were like a ticking time bomb, sure to argue nonstop.

But this time, the quarrel was particularly fierce. Perhaps it was because that woman went to see her brother, and having hit a snag with her son, even Qin Weizang’s normally good temper couldn’t bear it. Yang Mogui caused a scene, and he exploded immediately.

Qin Zhiyou heard the intense voices outside, the curses and abuses of men and women alike, both using the vilest tones to list each other’s faults. Yang Mogui said he had no notion of family, kept a house outside, only knew how to indulge in pleasures, even keeping an illegitimate child. Qin Weizang retorted that her temper was too bad, good for nothing but spending money. If it weren’t for her impossible personality, he wouldn’t have sought tenderness elsewhere.

The two started by aiming at each other’s flaws, but as they grew angrier, all kinds of ugly words came out. From upstairs, Qin Zhiyou watched the two adults accuse each other, saying the ugliest things, cursing each other’s ancestors, bringing up each other’s dirty laundry, vulgarities beyond his imagination. He never expected his typically calm and refined father, and his mother who always boasted of her noble lineage, to utter such ugly words.

Eventually, when the quarrel reached its peak, the two still remembered not to pull hair, rip clothes, or fight, but an enraged Yang Mogui turned and grabbed a vase, throwing it, and it shattered into pieces with a crash. Qin Weizang, equally enraged, picked up an ashtray and smashed it against the wall, causing the portrait hanging there of him and that woman to slant.