Peach Blossom Unmatched

Chapter 11 The Mean-Spirited Mother and Son

Qin Feng was overcome with an indescribable mix of emotions.

For over a decade, the longing for family had been buried deep in the innermost part of his heart. He had imagined the moment of reuniting with his parents more than once.

But never had he thought he would gain a younger brother—let alone one from his father’s second marriage.

This was something he struggled to accept. Yet, on the other hand, his parents were no longer alive, making this brother his only remaining blood relative.

They say blood is thicker than water, but Qin Feng couldn’t bring himself to transfer the long-awaited affection he’d held for his parents onto this younger brother he’d never met. That’s why he felt such a confusing, tangled mix of feelings.

Moreover, from Hou Bao’s words, he could tell this boy named Qin Yu was a spoiled playboy, and Cheng Mei was no easy person to deal with either.

Cheng Mei had entered Qin Wei’s life during his early entrepreneurial years. At that time, she worked as a civil servant in a government department and used her personal and family connections to smooth the way for Qin Wei’s business ventures.

Their relationship moved quickly: Cheng Mei got pregnant, so they married in a hurry and had Qin Yu the same year.

Inside an independent villa in the prime location of a luxury residential community in the southeast of the city, Cheng Mei pointed at Mei Hui and shrieked at the top of her lungs, “What did you say? You found Ah Wei’s son? That’s impossible! He’s been missing for fifteen years—where could he have suddenly popped up from? He must be a fake! Mei, don’t think I’m stupid. You and that old bastard Hou are just two ungrateful wretches who can’t stand seeing me and Xiao Yu inherit Ah Wei’s fortune. You’re both harboring malicious ambitions!”

Such vicious words made Mei Hui’s face darken instantly.

Hou Bao and Mei Hui were the two pillars of Qin Group. Whether in the early, middle, or later stages of the company’s development, Hou Bao had been an irreplaceable core figure. Without him, Qin Group’s assets would have shrunk by at least half.

Mei Hui’s capabilities had shone through after Qin Wei’s death. Through her efforts, the company’s performance hadn’t declined following Qin Wei’s passing, and its stock price had remained stable—a feat that seemed impossible in the eyes of industry peers.

For the sake of the company’s interests, Mei Hui and Hou Bao had worked day and night, sacrificing countless hours. To be called “ambitious villains” after all that hard work left Mei Hui seething with anger.

“Mrs. Cheng, I hope you’ll watch your words!” Mei Hui ground her teeth and said, “If he were an imposter, Hou Bao and I would never have let him get this far, even without you saying a word. Let me be honest with you—we completed a DNA test last night, and it confirms that this young man is Qin Feng. If you don’t believe it, you can take him to any authoritative institution you trust and redo the test.”

Mei Hui’s calm confidence stemmed from the truth; she was certain the facts would silence Cheng Mei.

Before Qin Wei died, he had never written a will. Though he’d never said it outright, Hou Bao—who had followed him for over a decade—was certain Qin Wei had wanted to leave some of his assets for his eldest son, who had been missing for years, rather than giving everything to Cheng Mei and her son.

Cheng Mei was a petty, narrow-minded woman, even someone who could be described as “more of a hindrance than a help.” And Qin Yu was a hopelessly spoiled rich kid. By the middle stage of the company’s development, Qin Wei had already barred Cheng Mei from participating in management—and subsequent events had proven this decision wise.

Qin Wei knew full well that if he left the company in Cheng Mei and Qin Yu’s hands, it would be run into the ground within three years. So, during his final days of illness, he had gradually transferred his authority to Hou Bao and Mei Hui.

The absence of a clear will, combined with the existence of a missing son, had become their excuse to block Cheng Mei and Qin Yu from inheriting the entire fortune.

“Just you wait, Mei—I’ll get to the bottom of this!” Cheng Mei, ever unreasonable, sneered arrogantly, “If that boy’s DNA doesn’t match Ah Wei’s, you and that old fool Hou can** go to court! I’ll sue you both for fraud!”

The stretched Lincoln pulled to a steady stop in front of the villa. Fang Fang turned to Qin Feng and said, “I think I’ll stay in the car. After all, this is your family matter, and I’m an outsider—it wouldn’t be appropriate for me to go in.”

Qin Feng nodded, then got out of the car with Hou Bao.

The atmosphere in the villa’s living room was tense. The two women turned their heads away from each other, refusing even to make eye contact.

Hou Bao turned to Cheng Mei with a forced smile and introduced Qin Feng, “Mrs. Cheng, this is Qin Feng—Ah Wei’s long-lost son…”

“Don’t jump to conclusions!” Cheng Mei cut him off rudely, her words dripping with malice, “Who are you to say he’s Ah Wei’s son? For all I know, you picked him up off the street like some stray!”

Qin Feng’s hands clenched into fists involuntarily. The term “stray” filled him with disgust. If this woman hadn’t been Qin Wei’s widow, she would have been dead before she finished speaking.

Hou Bao’s expression hardened, “Mrs. Cheng, I have the paternity test report right here. Xiao Feng is undoubtedly Ah Wei’s son—there’s no room for doubt!”

Cheng Mei scoffed, “Paternity reports can be faked, can’t they? Hou, do you really think a few pieces of paper can turn a street urchin into Ah Wei’s son? He’s been missing for over a decade—he’s probably long dead, not even a pile of bones left!”

Qin Feng lost his temper. He could tolerate her refusing to acknowledge his identity or calling him an imposter, but he drew the line at her referring to Qin Wei’s missing son as a “stray.”

“You vile woman—I’ve had enough of you!” Mei Hui snapped first, pointing a finger at Cheng Mei, “You want to inherit President Qin’s fortune? Dream on! Even if we hadn’t found Xiao Feng, you’d never have gotten your hands on it—and now, with him here, you don’t stand a chance!”

Cheng Mei jumped up from the sofa, “You little slut—who do you think you are, talking to me like that? Don’t think I don’t know you seduced Ah Wei when you were his assistant! That’s the only reason you landed the CEO position! And you, old p*****t Hou—calling her your ‘adopted daughter’? Everyone knows what ‘adopted father and daughter’ really means these days! You two are just trying to steal our Qin family’s assets, and now you’ve dragged some random nobody here to pretend to be Ah Wei’s son. Let me tell you this—I, Cheng Mei, am not someone to be pushed around!”

Hou Bao trembled with rage, and Mei Hui was equally furious. Neither of them had expected Cheng Mei to spew such venomous lies.

Qin Feng was about to slap her when a voice suddenly called down from upstairs, “Who’s making all that noise? Don’t you know I’m sleeping?”

A boy with a arrogant look on his face appeared at the top of the stairs. Rubbing his eyes, he said, “Oh, it’s Old Man Hou. Perfect—bring me a few more bottles of that medicine from last time. I’ve got a date with four girls tonight, and I need to keep up my stamina. Can’t let them think I’m weak, now can I?”

The boy didn’t look fourteen at all. Standing at 175 centimeters with a fair, handsome face, no one would question it if he claimed to be eighteen.

“Ms. Mei’s here too?” His eyes raked over Mei Hui in a grossly inappropriate way before shifting to Qin Feng. “Who’s this guy? The new security guard or driver? Do you even know where you are? Get out—now!”