Qi Xiao looked at him calmly and continued:
"Ah Ming, you’re an adult now. If you don’t even have the most basic judgnt, you’re not qualified to be our parents’ son."
When Qi Ming heard this, he wanted to retort, but held back when he t the coldness in Qi Xiao’s eyes.
"In your heart, do you feel our parents are too heartless? That they bla Qi Miao without reason, and that they are irrational, right?"
His deep gaze fell on Qi Ming’s face.
Qi Ming didn’t answer, but his attitude obviously confird Qi Xiao’s suspicion.
Qi Xiao looked at him and couldn’t help but laugh in anger.
"Qi Ming, you should know my temperant. I can be patient and talk to you here because I still treat you as my younger brother. Both mom and I told you back then that Qi Miao is not innocent. It’s not just because she was taken by mistake, occupying our real younger sister’s life."
He narrowed his eyes, and the deep pupils added a touch of profound aning.
"In your eyes, are mom and I unreasonable people?"
Qi Ming looked at him, and there was a hint of imperceptible guilt in his black pupils.
"Or perhaps, in your heart, you know what’s really going on, but because you like Qi Miao, you deliberately avoid the obvious doubts."
Qi Xiao stared at Qi Ming’s flickering eyes and said solemnly:
"Not to ntion the mistake of children being exchanged back then, just the dicine Qi Miao gave you, do you really think she is innocent? The dicine was given to her by you, and it just happened to end up on Mo Mo. Do you really think it’s just a coincidence?"
"Qi Ming, you are naive, but you are not a fool. As an adult, if you don’t even have the ability to think independently and allow yourself to be lead by the nose of a woman with impure motives, treating the parents who raised you as enemies for no reason."
"If you still stubbornly cling to this, then you are not worthy of being a descendant of our Qi family."
Qi Ming’s face turned pale at Qi Xiao’s words, and he didn’t dare to look at Qi Xiao.
"Think about it."
After leaving these words, Qi Xiao walked towards the room. After taking a few steps, he stopped again.
"Also, the Qi family shares I hold were not given to by my father for free. I bought them with my own private property from other shareholders. If you’re capable, find a way to buy them yourself. Don’t act like a three-year-old child, asking parents for milk."
Qi Ming stood in the yard for a long ti, unable to co back to his senses.
Qi Xiao’s words were like a thunderbolt, hitting his head and shattering his deliberate concealnts, forcing him to confront so things he didn’t want to face initially.
He didn’t know how long it had been when a cold wind blew, chilling Qi Ming and bringing him back to reality.
In his mind, Qi Xiao’s words echoed, as each word struck his heart.
He went upstairs in a daze and pushed open the door of the room. Qi Miao was sitting on the bed, using her mobile phone, not showing the helpless sadness he had imagined.
When she saw him enter, she revealed a faint trace of sadness.
Qi Ming hesitated at the door, feeling a bit complicated.
Qi Miao saw Qi Ming’s expression was different, thinking that he had been brainwashed by the family downstairs. She was annoyed, but still maintained a gentle and dependent expression, and said:
"Second Brother, what’s wrong?"
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