Chapter 15: He Qingchen’s Two Big Taboos

Chapter 15

Yu Xue was wailing next to He Junting as he answered the phone, while crawling out of bed to get dressed.

He Bohuai narrowed his eyes and gloomily looked at He Qingchen on the screen.

He Qingchen raised an eyebrow at his gaze, "Uncle, did you enjoy the fireworks?"

He Bohuai didn't answer him, instead he directly hung up with a dark face. He got out of bed, put on some clothes, and drove with Yu Xue to the suburbs.

At this moment, in the second floor bedroom of the villa, He Junting was sleeping soundly while hugging a beauty. The phone had been ringing for a long time before he picked it up to see who it was. He answered in an annoyed tone, "Mom! What are you doing calling so late at night?"

"Junting, get out of the villa quickly. He Qingchen has set your villa on fire. Hurry, get out!" Yu Xue anxiously shouted in a crying voice.

"What? He Qingchen set a fire?" He Junting tumbled out of bed and ran to the floor-to-ceiling windows, drawing back the light blocking curtains. He saw the courtyard filled with raging flames and was so frightened that he ran outside without even putting clothes on. He even forgot about the woman still in his bed.

He didn't care and was only concerned about saving himself! If that woman hadn't woken up when his phone was ringing like crazy, she definitely would have burned to death inside!

When He Bohuai and Yu Xue arrived, the firefighters had already extinguished the flames consuming He Junting's villa. He was standing outside alone, bare chested and shivering from the cold.

Seeing his parents arrive, He Junting cried sorrowfully while complaining to them, "Can you tell me why you had to provoke that grim reaper? I almost burned to death. How are we supposed to live now? Our family isn't lacking money. The annual dividend from the company stocks is over 100 million. Even if Dad, you aren't Grandpa's own..."

Slap!

"Shut up!" He Bohuai slapped He Junting. "You know nothing, useless fool!"

Yu Xue pulled He Junting behind her and glared at He Bohuai. "What are you doing hitting him? Junting just narrowly escaped death, yet you hit him? Why don't you go hit He Qingchen instead?"

He Bohuai looked at the obese woman in front of him and the useless son behind her. His eyes were filled with disappointment.

A graceful figure flashed through his mind and resentment welled up in his chest again. for new novels

He got into the car and left. Now was not the time to turn against Yu Xue. He would wait a little longer, until after the old bastard died. When he had He Group under his control, then... Humph! Get the hell out, all of you!

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The next day, Jian Xi woke up at 6:30am as usual due to her biological clock.

After getting up, she washed and cleaned up first before getting the cleaning talisman to work and start tidying up.

Once everything was tidy, she went downstairs and started preparing breakfast. Unfortunately, she didn't know how to use some of the kitchen gadgets like the coffee machine and bread maker.

"Mm." He Qingchen grunted in affirmation, which answered his question since that was one of her skills.

Shen Xiaoheng studied Western medicine surgery and was world class in terms of Western medical knowledge. However, what many people didn't know was that he was also very interested in traditional Chinese medicine.

Just as he was about to go over and observe, he saw Jian Xi rummaging through her limited edition handbag.

He figured she was going to take out acupuncture needles, so he turned and grabbed some alcohol to disinfect for her later use.

But what he absolutely didn't expect was for her to take out not the small cloth bundle from last time, but a talisman sheet!

Shen Xiaoheng gently closed his eyes for a moment before opening them again.

Sure enough, it was a talisman sheet and he hadn't seen wrong.

He turned to look at He Qingchen's reaction, only to see him looking completely calm.

Alright, so the clown was only himself!

In less than a minute, Jian Xi spoke up, "Bro, I need grandfather's eight characters."

Bro? Shen Xiaoheng was shocked. Could this Miss Jian be the sister who gave He Qingchen that Five Emperor coin?

Was this little Taoist priestess down the mountain now?

While Shen Xiaoheng was distracted, Jian Xi had already obtained grandfather's birth details and calculated his lifespan. She now had a sense of his condition.

This was one of grandfather's critical life obstacles!

However... brother's parents!

After delving deeper into the calculations, she frowned. "Bro, I need your parents' birth details. Do you know them?"

Shen Xiaoheng sharply looked at Jian Xi, then glanced sideways to see He Qingchen's reaction.

This was one of He Qingchen's taboos!

Everyone in their circle knew he had two major taboos. First, no one was allowed to mention his parents. Second, no one was allowed to call him brother!

"May 3rd 1980 at 7-9am. The other, November 18th 1980 at 5-7pm," He Qingchen answered without any hesitation, as if the details were engraved in his heart.