Qin Yun Returns Home

A rare summer downpour enveloped the entire area, with vehicles speeding along the winding mountain roads. The windshield wipers were working so hard they almost sparked against the glass, yet they struggled to keep up with the relentless rain.

Driving in such weather in the mountains was extremely dangerous, but the driver had no choice.

Qin Yun had to slow down, carefully controlling the steering wheel to avoid veering off the road.

“Give me a reason to forget, the one who loved me so much…”

Her phone kept ringing, A-Lin’s melodious voice filling the car, creating an atmosphere that was hard to ignore.

But Qin Yun couldn’t spare a hand to answer the call, silently cursing the damned weather.

Of all days, it had to rain heavily on the day she was traveling. Was the universe conspiring to stop her from returning to the Qin family?

This thought only deepened her resentment.

But today, she had no choice but to return to the Qin family.

She recalled the phone call with her father yesterday, his firm tone saying, “This matter is too important. Come to the Qin family’s old house, and I’ll explain.”

Qin Yun felt repulsed at the thought of returning and tried to negotiate, but her father knew she needed his help and insisted she come back, leaving no room for discussion.

Reluctantly, Qin Yun agreed.

She knew what returning to the Qin family meant—her father wanted her to recognize her ancestry and be re-entered into the family register.

In modern society, who still cared about family registers? But the Qin family, being a prestigious medical family, clung to these old traditions.

Even her father, who was highly regarded in the medical field and had received modern education, still valued these traditions deeply.

Qin Yun had always loathed her father and the Qin family. Returning to recognize her ancestry felt like being forced to kneel.

But today, she had no choice.

She thought of Fang Zhou’s face. He had finally trusted her once. If she failed, he would be deeply disappointed.

And Fang Wenjing, frail and pale yet resilient, living like a tough weed, smiling despite her suffering.

Thinking of how Fang Wenjing called her “sister” warmed Qin Yun’s usually cold heart.

The smile of a young girl was as effective as a brightening serum.

“Fine, consider it repaying her.”

Qin Yun muttered to herself. Seeing the rain lighten, she stepped on the gas, speeding up.

The black car splashed through the water, sending droplets flying.

Meanwhile, a few kilometers away at the Qin family’s old house, someone was sitting in the sky garden, enjoying the heavy rain.

Raindrops pattered on the transparent glass, leaving streaks like deliberate brushstrokes.

A pair of hands poured tea from a purple clay teapot, raising it slowly before stopping.

“Dad, have some tea.”

An elderly man in a traditional Zhongshan suit, with graying hair and a goatee, took the cup, sipped it, and softly commented, “Today’s tea isn’t as good as before.”

Qin Shu poured himself a cup, took a sip, and replied, “The taste isn’t great. My skills have declined.”

“Why, are you unsettled because that girl is coming?”

The old man put down his cup, glanced at his son, a hint of amusement in his cloudy eyes.

Despite his age, Qin Shu still seemed like a child in front of his father, his thoughts easily read.

“Yes, I’m a bit excited.”

“It’s the first time Qin Yun is coming to our old house. I’ve had the servants renovate the place and prepared a new room for her. If she doesn’t like it, we’ll change it…”

The outside world saw Qin Yun as a mature woman in her late twenties, almost thirty, but she never imagined being referred to as a little girl, with every word dripping with affection.

The old man’s eyes showed a hint of regret as he looked at his son, shaking his head and sighing, “It’s a miracle she’s coming at all. Staying might be too much to hope for.”

Qin Shu, however, was confident, saying, “She needs my help now. Even as a father, one must show some humility when asking for something.”

“Staying here for a few days to bond with you would be great, letting you enjoy some family time.”

“If only Ah Yan and Ah Li were still here, our family could be complete…”

As he spoke, Qin Shu grew melancholic, the sadness enveloping him.

The old man coughed, stopping him.

“Enough, don’t dwell on the past. The deceased need not be mentioned. We must look forward.”

“Don’t bring this up in front of that girl, or she might leave in anger.”

Though the old man had never met his granddaughter, he had heard enough about her from his son over the years to understand her character.

Too rigid and overly clever, just like her mother.

Qin Shu nodded softly, agreeing.

“Alright, I understand.”

“There’s a big matter to discuss with her, so we can’t upset her.”

He glanced outside.

The rain was easing, but Qin Yun hadn’t arrived yet, making him anxious.

The mountain road was indeed treacherous, with some dangerous spots. A misstep could mean falling off a cliff.

He took out his phone, ready to call Qin Yun and check her whereabouts.

But the call only returned, “Sorry, the number you dialed is not available. Please try again later.”

“Don’t worry, she’ll be here soon. Calling her in this rain might distract her, and you’d regret it if something happened.”

The old man sipped his tea, calmly watching the rain outside.

Qin Shu calmed down a bit but still frowned.

“No, I can’t relax. Let’s have Uncle Ma drive out to check…”

Just then, a voice announced from the door.

“Sir, Miss Qin is here. Shall I bring her up?”

Qin Shu immediately stood up, instructing, “See if she’s wet and needs a shower first.”

Doctors always cared most about health.

“Got it, I’ll check.”

“Dad, I’m going to meet her.”

Qin Shu said to his father before heading out.

The old man watched his son’s back, shaking his head and sighing, “What a mess!”