Love Has Fireworks - Chapter 74

Chapter 74: Causes and Consequences

Qian Fei smiled radiantly and said, "Your dad? I guess your dad should be named Li Qiansheng. Am I right?"

Li Yifei's mouth instantly fell wide open. His face froze into an expression of utter, extreme shock, which was entirely a mismatch with his usual proud, tsundere, and beautiful countenance.

"How did you know?!"

After thinking about it, he felt this question didn't seem like the most crucial one, so he quickly switched to another.

"When did you find out?!"

Qian Fei picked up her phone, opened WeChat, found their conversation history, and tapped on a picture to show it to Li Yifei.

It was the very photo he had sent her when he was working overtime over the weekend.

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During the adjournment of the meeting earlier today, Qian Fei had looked down from her seat at the absolute head of the table. The sight of the bustling crowd of moving heads had given her a strangely inexplicable sense of familiarity.

As if a spark of inspiration had flashed through her brain, she swiftly pulled out her phone.

Indeed, the photo Li Yifei had sent her was taken inside this exact conference room!

Furthermore, judging by the camera angle, he must have been sitting in the very seat she occupied today.

And what kind of status must a person have to sit in this position, strategizing and commanding the entire scene?

A bold hypothesis began to materialize in her heart.

To verify this hypothesis, she casually fished for answers from Vice President Liao.

And Vice President Liao had told her that Chairman Li Qiansheng's wife had passed away a long time ago.

Later, she had hurried to the restroom and used her phone to search Baidu, hoping to dig up gossip like "Li Qiansheng's son." Unfortunately, this tycoon protected his son's privacy exceptionally well, and almost nothing could be found online. The only exception was a single interview snippet that contained the following exchange: Reporter: You seem to have never mentioned your children to the public. Everyone only vaguely knows that you have a son. May I ask if you do this to protect him?

Li Qiansheng: In fact, I want him to look at the people around him from the perspective of an ordinary person, so he can see clearly what kind of people they truly are and whether they treat him with sincerity. I am very worried that once others know he is my son, the starting point of their interactions with him will no longer be pure.

Staring at this dialogue, she turned it over and over in her mind, reflecting on many details she had previously overlooked.

—Back when they dealt with Hu Zining, Li Yifei had said he used a connection with an uncle in the municipal government to speak directly to the hotel's chairman.

—Once, while they were drinking beer together, Li Yifei had told her very seriously that he was a wealthy second-generation heir. She had thought he was joking and didn't believe him at all.

—He had once told her that his dad worried people around him were only nice to him for his money. At the time, she hadn't taken those words to heart whatsoever.

—He and Liao Shiyu were childhood friends. According to the equity structure listed in the group's corporate documents, Liao Shiyu, along with her parents and her uncle, all held shares in the group.

—And then there were those brand-name teas, Wuliangye liquors, and specially supplied imperial porcelains.

All kinds of details surged into Qian Fei's mind like a tidal wave.

She felt that her bold hypothesis was rapidly closing in on the absolute truth.

Gritting her teeth, she powered off her phone to sever the impulse to call him directly and interrogate him.

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Li Yifei looked rather uneasily at Qian Fei, who had been completely silent for a full ten minutes. Tentatively reaching out his hand, he nudged her arm. "Jinjin, don't stay completely quiet. Say something at least! Anything is fine!"

Qian Fei looked at him. "Anything is fine?"

Li Yifei nodded furiously.

Qian Fei: "Li Yifei, screw your eldest uncle!"

Li Yifei silently lamented in his heart—what could he do? Both his dad and he were only children; he didn't even have an eldest uncle.

After delivering this emotionally charged sentence, Qian Fei fell silent again. Li Yifei continued to nudge her. "Don't stop, say something else. If you really don't want to talk, it's totally fine to get physical and hit me too!"

Qian Fei glared at him.

Then her phone rang.

She picked it up to answer. Liao Shiyu's frantic voice came through the receiver.

"Qian Fei, I went to find Wang Ruohai, but he keeps throwing up and even blacked out for a moment. I've brought him to the hospital now! But he won't let the doctor examine him. He only keeps saying he wants to see you!" Her voice was very loud, and Li Yifei, who was right beside her, heard every single word clearly.

Qian Fei's heart missed a beat. She asked for the specific hospital and ward number.

Hanging up the phone, she told Li Yifei, "We'll settle our score later. Right now, I have to go to the hospital."

Li Yifei leaped up. "If Wang Ruohai wants to throw up, let him throw up! Why on earth do you have to rush over just because he throws up and says he wants to see you?! Does he not know your man's rank is way higher than his? Does he have no idea what it means to feel utterly ashamed of himself? No way, I don't agree to you going!"

Qian Fei raised her head to look at him, placing heavy emphasis on specific words as she spoke: "When I stepped out of 'your family's office building' this evening, a sign flew down from right across 'your family's office building.' It was originally heading straight for my head, but Wang Ruohai shoved me aside from behind, so it ended up hitting him instead. He took the blow for me and is now showing signs of a concussion. Do you think I should go check on him or not?"

Li Yifei knitted his brows. "Then I'm coming with you!"

Qian Fei said with a cold face, "Do you think I'm still that person with a flawless, boundless good temper? Let me tell you, Sponsor Representative Qian has developed a real temper now! We haven't even sorted out the matter of who your dad is yet. Just looking at you right now gives me a headache! I'm telling you, if you dare follow me, I'll break your legs!"

Having said her piece, she grabbed her bag and walked to the door. After changing into her shoes, she pointed fiercely at Li Yifei, who was restless and about to move in the living room, and said, "Stand right there! Don't you dare move!"

Li Yifei kept one leg shaking back and forth. "Sponsor Representative Qian, are you really going to just abandon me like this and leave me completely ignored to go see your ex-boyfriend? Is that a good idea? That's way too unfaithful of you!"

Qian Fei raised her brows. "How about you take me to see your dad instead? I'm telling you, I get irritated the moment I look at you right now. As for you, just hurry up and go home to your family, okay! Lest there be a sequel later to 'Daddy, where are we going?'"

Li Yifei shook his leg and asked, "What sequel?"

Qian Fei answered sarcastically, "Your dad calling you up in a bit to ask, 'Son, son, where on earth have you gone?'" After saying this, she opened the door and walked out.

Li Yifei looked at the front door that slammed shut with a loud bang, feeling that his shaking leg was almost about to cramp up.

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All along the way, Qian Fei felt a knot of suffocating anger constantly pressing against her chest. She didn't even know who exactly she was angry at, but she was simply furious.

If she were to blame Li Yifei, he actually had told her that he was a wealthy second-generation heir; it was she herself who hadn't believed it.

But if she didn't blame him, he had later exerted immense effort to lead her firmly down the path of believing he was just a spoiled, spendthrift kid from a self-employed household.

The more she thought about it, the more this suffocating anger blocked her chest. By the time she arrived at the hospital and saw Wang Ruohai's self-destructive display—vomiting repeatedly while refusing to let the doctor treat him, insisting on waiting for her arrival—her suffocating anger finally could no longer be contained and exploded.

She pulled over a chair and sat down by the side of the hospital bed. Liao Shiyu made a move to step out, intending to leave a private space for her, but Qian Fei stopped her.

Once Wang Ruohai finished vomiting, she asked calmly, "Wang Ruohai, what exactly do you want to do? Why do you refuse to accept treatment if I don't show up?"

With a deathly pale face, Wang Ruohai said, "I don't know what I want to do either. But if you don't come, I feel that whether I get treated or not holds absolutely no meaning!"

Qian Fei took a deep breath. "I am very grateful to you for taking that blow for me. But right now, I would rather the person who got hit was myself, because then I wouldn't have to endure this emotional blackmail of yours. I originally didn't want to speak harsh words, but now it seems impossible not to. Wang Ruohai, do you feel very unhappy right now? Back when I was dumped by you, seeing you living such a good life, I also felt incredibly unhappy. Let me tell you, the reason you feel unhappy today is solely because I am living a very happy life. If I were currently living a different kind of life—going on blind dates with all sorts of balding old men every single day and being scrutinized, criticized, and rejected—do you think I would still catch your eye? I'm afraid you wouldn't even want to spare me a second glance. And how miserable would the me living that kind of life be? If I hadn't met my current boyfriend, truly, I might very well be living exactly that kind of life. So when you admire the me of today, don't forget all the causes and consequences. Your current unhappiness and sorrow aren't necessarily because you genuinely still have feelings for me; to put it bluntly, it's nothing more than a sense of psychological loss."

She paused for a moment, then continued, "Your life belongs to you; it has nothing to do with me. You're already vomiting like this, yet you still refuse to let the doctor see you and insist on making me come over. Tell me, what on earth is the point of that?"

Turning her head, she looked at Liao Shiyu again and said, "And since you want to be a bad woman, please be thorough about it. Don't be so submissive and accommodating. The moment he asks you to find me, you just go find me—do you have no dignity? Am I a doctor? Since you've already played the role of the third party, then harden your heart and utilize your schemes all the way to the end. Don't stop halfway. You trying to act with such high morals and nobility is something you might be used to doing, but even I can't stand looking at it!"

The moment she finished speaking, Qian Fei pressed the call button on the bed to summon the doctor.

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When Qian Fei returned home, Li Yifei was still there.

Seeing her return, he instantly bounced up from the sofa, trying to edge closer to her side.

Supporting her head, Qian Fei said exhaustedly, "Don't hover over me. I'm exceptionally annoyed with you today. Go home right now! If there's anything, we'll talk tomorrow!"

She stepped into her room and closed the bedroom door.

Standing outside the door, Li Yifei asked crestfallenly, "I say, you didn't hold his hand and say things like 'Wang Ruohai, you have to be strong,' right?"

From inside the room, Qian Fei said in a muffled voice, "Mm, I did. Aside from that, I also told him, 'Wang Ruohai, don't cry,' and 'Wang Ruohai, hang in there'!"

Li Yifei widened his eyes, desperately wishing he could scratch down the door. "Holy crap, no way! I only briefly deceived you mentally out of an infinite sense of guilt. You don't have to be this ruthless, torturing me both mentally and physically at the same time, right?!"

Qian Fei ignored him.

Li Yifei pounded on the door. "Jinjin, don't sleep just yet. Tell me, which hospital is Wang Ruohai staying at? I'll go check on him!"

After a short while, Qian Fei asked from inside the room, "Why are you checking on him?"

Li Yifei said, "I'll let him know that if he gets a concussion again in the future, he can just come straight to me. I can also hold his hand on your behalf and encourage him: 'Wang Ruohai, if you've got the guts, don't cry! Wang Ruohai, if you've got the guts, stand up and handle it yourself'!"

Two seconds later, a loud thud sounded against the inner side of the bedroom door.

It was Qian Fei throwing a buckwheat husk pillow from the bed, smashing it against the door.

"Get lost! Go back to your own home and handle it yourself!"

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Early the next morning, right after Qian Fei brought the project team to Qiansheng, she heard the people all over the building gossiping.

"I heard the crown prince is formally returning to court today to begin gradually taking over the group's affairs!"

"Have any of you ever seen the crown prince? Come to think of it, our Chairman has protected him way too well! I've never known what he looks like!"

"The important personnel at the mid-level management and above have worked overtime with him in the first conference room. It's said he's incredibly handsome!"

...

The members of the project team asked Qian Fei, "Director Qian, what kind of person do you think this crown prince could actually be?"

Qian Fei let out a cold laugh. She truly wanted to tell them that he was your former boss, haha.

"Who knows. Probably a wretched wealthy second-generation heir," she said vindictively.

Her colleagues all curled their lips in agreement. "What kind of good kid can be raised in a wealthy household? He's probably just a good-for-nothing loafer!"

Qian Fei felt a bit of satisfaction in her heart.

After she arrived at the office specifically prepared for them by the group, she received an intercom call from Vice President Liao.

"Director Qian, it's like this. Today, our Chairman Li's son is formally coming to work at the group. He mentioned that he wants to understand the specific details and progress of the project. Do you think you could gather the other intermediary agencies so we can hold another meeting together with our group's executives? If there are any issues, Young Director Li can join the discussion as well! Come to think of it, perhaps you and our Young Director Li already know each other; he used to work in investment banking before as well!"

Qian Fei agreed. Hanging up the phone, she couldn't help but chuckle.

She didn't know if this Vice President Liao genuinely didn't know or if he was just playing dumb while fully aware. How could she not know their Young Director Li?

She brought the members of her project team over to the conference room. The other intermediary agencies had already arrived. This time, she firmly insisted on not sitting in the top seat.

She had to leave an opportunity for that wretched wealthy second-generation heir to show off to the absolute end.

She looked at everyone present; many faces were filled with intense curiosity. Especially her colleagues—every single one of them carried a "Who exactly is he?" expression on their faces.

The door to the conference room opened. Everyone cast their eyes toward the doorway.

Li Yifei walked in with a brisk, powerful stride.

He wore a tailored suit that must have cost an astronomical amount, making his figure appear even more exceptionally tall, slender, and dashing. His manner of walking and posture were elegant and captivating. Compared to the first time she had seen him over two years ago, his handsome face now possessed a layer of decisiveness and fortitude in addition to self-confidence, along with an aristocratic aura and commanding presence that he no longer needed to conceal.

She saw that apart from herself, every single one of her buddies was completely dumbfounded. Meanwhile, the eyes of the people from the other intermediary agencies and the group's staff were entirely filled with boundless praise and admiration as they looked at this Young Director Li.

Qian Fei lamented in her heart that this world which relied entirely on looks to get by was probably never going to get any better.

Seeing several female accountants following Li Yifei with glowing eyes the entire way, she said a highly displeased "Shit" in her heart.

Did this wretched wealthy second-generation heir absolutely have to make his grand entrance scene so incredibly flashy? She was almost unable to hold her ground and abandon her stance of being angry!