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Wei Ting’s face was cold as ice.
“What kind of nonsense is this? I won’t do it.”
A quarter of an hour later, Wei Ting returned home, while carrying a jar of wine back home.
Qin Canglan also came over today.
He was originally going to the palace to meet the emperor, but after considerations, he felt that some misunderstandings had gone too far, and needed to be explained clearly to his chubby little granddaughter.
Su Xiaoxiao thought that Qin Canglan came to settle accounts for her misconduct at the Duke’s residence. Who knew, Qin Canglan didn’t say anything about her framing Qin Che at all.
“Your father and Ergou went out?” Qin Canglan asked.
Su Xiaoxiao kneaded dough as she replied, “Oh, my father and Dahu took the pony out for a walk, and Ergou went to buy flour.”
Qin Canglan sat on the small stool behind the stove, occasionally tossing in some firewood.
After hesitating a moment, somewhat at a loss, he said, “I came to tell you that I have nothing whatsoever to do with Mrs. Ruan.”
Su Xiaoxiao responded with an “Oh” then said, “You mean that night when you were drunk?”
“You—”
Qin Canglan thought he had been straightforward enough, but he hadn’t expected this girl to be even more direct than him.
He frowned. “Did that old monkey tell you?”
“No!” Su Xiaoxiao decided not to sell out the old Marquis Su.
But Qin Canglan wasn’t stupid. Who else in the world would tell her about his past besides Su Shuo?
Qin Canglan gritted his teeth in anger.
That Su bastard, he would deal with him sooner or later!
“I really did drink too much that night, to the point of being unconscious. And yes, when I woke up, I was indeed lying on her bed… but I… I definitely didn’t touch her.”
He was a man, and whether or not he had touched a woman, he knew very clearly.
Su Xiaoxiao: “Oh.”
Qin Canglan looked at her nervously. “Do you… believe me or not?”
He didn’t care how others wronged him.
But he did care about what she thought of him.
“I believe you.” Su Xiaoxiao said.
She was the first person to say she believed him.
Qin Canglan was so moved he nearly burst into tears.
The next second, Su Xiaoxiao said seriously:
“A man who’s dead drunk can’t possibly have intercourse. If he can, that means he’s not really that drunk. As he needs to do it consciously, he should remember exactly what he did. But if he wakes up the next day and remembers nothing, then he must’ve blacked out. How could he still ‘raise his weapon and charge into battle’ in that state?”
“Cough! Cough!”
Qin Canglan choked so hard that his face turned red.
In the front courtyard, Wei Ting, who had just come in holding a wine jar, also froze on the spot.
Su Xiaoxiao continued:
“Some people listen to too many stories and think men can still do ‘that’ when drunk? Those men are just faking it! They’re using alcohol as an excuse! And afterward they’ll even say— ‘I drank too much last night, I didn’t expect it to turn out like this, but don’t worry, I’ll take responsibility for you.’”
Su Xiaoxiao grabbed a kitchen knife and slammed it down on the chopping board with a loud thud!
“If I ever meet a man like that, I’ll chop off his weapon of crime right then and there!”
Wei Ting immediately threw the wine jar out the door.
——
Qin Canglan didn’t stay for long in Lihua Lane.
No matter whose son Qin Che really was, one thing was certain that he wasn’t his.
He couldn’t allow Qin Che to keep occupying Su Cheng’s identity.
With the truth remaining unclear, there was much more he had to do.
Su Xiaoxiao placed the kneaded dough in a bowl to rest.
“I think… you should go meet Qin Hai.”
Qin Canglan was puzzled.
“How do you know that name?”
Su Xiaoxiao patted the flour off her hands.
“I’ve run into him twice. Even if Qin Che isn’t your son… he looks so much like you. Haven’t you ever doubted anything?”
Qin Canglan’s body trembled violently. “You mean—”