As Qin Chuan finished speaking, the living room of the Yang family villa fell into silence.
Yang Jingye and Chu Xiuying were bewildered. The couple couldn't understand why Qin Chuan's parents would refuse to come for such an important matter.
Did they look down on their daughter, or perhaps the Yang family? How could that be possible?
Yang Zimo's body stiffened, her gaze fixed on the man's face, her emotions reaching a breaking point.
Was this man ultimately going to abandon her and choose the woman named Li Ya?
Yang Zimo gave a bitter smile, filled with despair.
Qin Chuan had been observing the subtle emotional fluctuations of Teacher Yang. He noticed the intense emotional turmoil in the depths of Yang Zimo's eyes, especially the despair that finally surfaced, which made his heart tremble.
"Uncle, Aunt, please let me explain this matter in detail," Qin Chuan said quickly, not daring to delay.
"Speak!"
A cold voice rang out. Chu Xiuying's face was frosty, her body enveloped in anger. Her eyes were like knives, staring fiercely at Qin Chuan. "If you cannot give us a perfect explanation today, you will never set foot in our Yang family's door again!"
Yang Jingye remained silent, staring coldly at Qin Chuan, demanding a reasonable explanation.
Qin Chuan took a deep breath, trying his best to appear calm and collected.
Having stepped through the Yang family's door today, he was prepared to face anything.
"Uncle, Aunt, you have always known that Xiao Mo and I had a conflict that has yet to be resolved. Has Xiao Mo ever told you why we had this conflict?" Qin Chuan spoke slowly.
Chu Xiuying and Yang Jingye were stunned. They glanced at their daughter, and seeing her face as frosty as a statue, sitting motionless, they could only shake their heads. "No!"
"We asked Xiao Mo multiple times, but she refused to say, and we couldn't do anything about it."
Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan's heart trembled. He was filled with gratitude and guilt.
Teacher Yang was protecting him all along. If Yang Jingye and Chu Xiuying knew the truth, they would absolutely not let him off.
But Qin Chuan couldn't continue to be a coward. As a man, and with all the fault being his, how could he bear to let Yang Zimo suffer alone?
"Uncle, Aunt, I will tell you now. The conflict between Xiao Mo and me is entirely my fault!" Qin Chuan said.
"I made a mistake. While dating Xiao Mo, I was also involved with other women."
Unexpectedly, after Qin Chuan said this, Yang Jingye and Chu Xiuying did not seem overly surprised. It was clear that the couple had already guessed something.
Having weathered many storms in their lives, they had seen more than others. After learning about the conflict between their daughter and Qin Chuan, they had speculated on various reasons.
For example, Qin Chuan's parents objected, or various external factors. They had dismissed all of these, concluding that the most likely reason was that Qin Chuan had other women.
For a young entrepreneur like Qin Chuan, who was wealthy, successful, and currently in the spotlight, with a net worth of over a hundred million, a stock market guru, how could he resist outside temptations?
Even if he didn't actively seek them out, many women would tempt him, throwing themselves at him. It was not surprising.
"You call that a mistake? That woman is also pregnant, and her child is even more than a month older than the one in my belly!"
At this moment, Yang Zimo, who had been silent, suddenly shouted, her beautiful face filled with anger.
Hearing her daughter's explosive revelation, Yang Jingye and Chu Xiuying's expressions finally changed.
Qin Chuan having another woman and her being pregnant were two completely different concepts, with entirely different implications.
"Qin Chuan, you scoundrel!" Chu Xiuying roared in fury, cursing him directly.
"Qin Chuan, this matter is extremely serious. You must give us an explanation!" Yang Jingye's face darkened, his emotions fluctuating violently.
Qin Chuan lowered his head in shame. "I'm sorry. This is all my fault."
"Uncle, Aunt, I know that no matter how many excuses I give, I cannot absolve myself of my mistake. But whether it's Xiao Mo or the other woman, I truly cannot give up either of them."
"I've already told Xiao Mo this. My love for her and my love for Li Ya are the same. This is the root of our conflict."
"I cannot let go of either woman, so I have decided not to get married for the rest of my life!"
Chu Xiuying's face changed again. "What did you say?!"
Yang Jingye's face was as dark as ink, his expression terrifyingly grim.
As for Yang Zimo, she was already crying, her face streaked with tears, a complete mess.
Qin Chuan felt as if his heart was being drilled by a power drill, the pain intense. But he had to provide an explanation today. He had come to beg for forgiveness, and he would accept any punishment from the Yang family.
In the vast living room, the atmosphere was oppressively heavy, as if filled with liquid mercury.
The housekeeper, Aunt Zhou, had already hidden herself in the kitchen. She was also deeply shocked by what she had heard today.
If this were to get out, it would cause a huge earthquake.
She knew very well who Qin Chuan was now. Xiaomi Factory, in just over half a year, had already become the representative of Longcheng's new generation of entrepreneurs, with fans all over the country.
She heard that Xiaomi's annual profit was at least a billion.
What was a billion? She didn't know much about culture, but she knew it was a terrifying astronomical figure.
Every time a product was released, it would be sold out within days, with demand exceeding supply.
For such a young entrepreneur to be exposed as having two relationships would truly be big news.
"Baby, don't cry anymore! Mom will go upstairs with you, okay?" Finally, Chu Xiuying's concern for her daughter broke the deathly silence.
Yang Zimo was crying, her appearance heartbreaking, especially now that she was pregnant. Great joy and sorrow were particularly to be avoided.
Yang Zimo was helped upstairs by Chu Xiuying. Before leaving, Chu Xiuying glared fiercely at Qin Chuan. "You stay right here. You are not allowed to leave without my permission!"
Qin Chuan stood there like a prisoner, motionless.
Yang Jingye, extremely annoyed, sat down on the sofa, lit a cigar, and puffed on it.
"Qin Chuan, Qin Chuan, your wings have truly grown strong!"
Qin Chuan lowered his head, remaining silent.
"You came to my house alone early this morning, nominally to beg for forgiveness, but perhaps it's more like a counter-offensive? Can I understand it that way?" Yang Jingye said mockingly.
"Because my daughter is now carrying your child, you hold a trump card, which is why you dare to be so confident!"
Qin Chuan hurriedly looked up. "Uncle, I didn't!"
"Didn't you? You know in your heart whether you have such intentions." Yang Jingye sneered.
"I have investigated your rise to fame carefully. You are definitely not someone to be trifled with. Of course, a weak person wouldn't have achieved such great success at such a young age."
"When you were still weak, you dared to bare your sharp teeth at the powerful Han family, traveled all over, and combined various forces to actually bring down the Han family!"
"Now that you have grown, you are the representative of all young entrepreneurs in Longcheng, a stock market guru with an annual income of over a hundred million. Furthermore, relying on my daughter's affection for you and the fact that she is carrying your child, you have the confidence to confront us openly!"
"You've chosen the timing very well. You're quite something, using your business tactics!"
Qin Chuan shouted, protesting his innocence: "Uncle, I really didn't. You are wronging me!"