After Being Forced To Marry A Wealthy Man, Mr. Qi Wants To Divorce Every Day - Chapter 70

Chapter 70: Death and Madness

Qi Weixiong lay on the hospital bed, staring blankly at the dismal ceiling, memories of his past with the Qi family replaying rapidly in his mind.

“Qi Yue! You ungrateful brat! Look at you, always freeloading! Can’t even handle a teapot properly! Do you know how expensive this teapot is? You ignorant fool! I don’t know how I ended up with such a stupid son like you! I spent hundreds of thousands to buy this teapot, and you broke it to pieces after just a few uses!”

Qi Weixiong watched his younger self in his thirties, full of vigor, as he slapped Qi Yue hard across the face, causing his nose to bleed.

At that time, Qi Yue was ten years old, the first year after his mother’s death and also the first year after his stepmother Guo Xia entered the family.

Back then, Qi Weixiong’s career was rapidly ascending, and the teapot was bought to please a client, but it wasn’t actually worth hundreds of thousands. And it was actually broken by Qi Lei, not Qi Yue.

Qi Weixiong knew all this, but he still chose to unleash his anger about his work and the broken teapot on Qi Yue.

What Qi Weixiong didn’t realize at the time was that, as Qi Yue stood there with blood dripping from his nose, he wore a submissive expression, but hidden beneath was a gaze filled with resentment.

This gaze, spanning over a decade, was now noticed by Qi Weixiong, lying on the hospital bed.

So, you’ve been holding a grudge against me for so long.

Qi Weixiong thought to himself, feeling no remorse, but instead regretting why he didn’t notice Qi Yue’s cunning side earlier. If he had, he could have expelled this disobedient son from the family long ago, completely preventing the possibility of this ungrateful child seeking revenge now.

Qi Weixiong couldn’t help but let out a bitter smile, laughing at his own ignorance in the past, allowing Qi Yue to seize the opportunity.

If he had discovered Qi Yue’s intentions earlier and clipped his wings, would he still be the prosperous financial newcomer Qi Weixiong, instead of the current wretched figure, mocked and insulted like a stray dog?

“I hate it! I regret it!”

Qi Weixiong, who had been silently staring at the ceiling since waking up, suddenly shouted loudly. It seemed like he had put all his strength into that shout, and after he finished, his body collapsed, showing signs of exhaustion.

While the police were speaking again, to everyone’s surprise, Qi Weixiong took advantage of the distraction, rolled over, and jumped out of the window, which was less than ten centimeters away from his hospital bed.

This action was done swiftly, and even the closest police officer didn’t react in time.

The hospital room they were in was on the third floor. Normally, jumping from the third floor might not be fatal, especially given the angle of Qi Weixiong’s fall. However, due to Qi Weixiong’s poor physical condition, he experienced the taste of life gradually slipping away for half an hour after hitting the ground.

During this half-hour, rescue measures were taken but proved ineffective. Qi Weixiong watched helplessly as his life ebbed away. The surroundings became increasingly blurred, but the sensation of pain continued to torture his nerves.

In this way, Qi Weixiong endured half an hour of excruciating pain until he passed away amidst a crowd of curses.

Qi Weixiong had committed suicide.

When Qi Yue heard the news, he wasn’t too surprised.

He understood Qi Weixiong. The inherent weakness in Qi Weixiong’s character, coupled with the successive blows he had experienced, had shattered his defenses, and suicide was just one of the possible outcomes Qi Yue had anticipated for him.

But Qi Yue was surprised by how fragile Qi Weixiong’s psyche truly was. He hadn’t expected to resolve the shadows that had loomed over his life for over twenty years so easily.

It turns out that, as long as one rises up in resistance, they will discover that the things they feared and dreaded are far less terrifying and insurmountable than they imagined.

Qi Weixiong’s death was a relief for Qi Yue.

When Qi Yue saw the news in his office, he felt a part of the darkness that had lingered in his heart for over twenty years shatter. It was no longer the thick, unmentionable darkness, but rather showed signs of gradual healing.

As for the gossiping masses on the internet, upon seeing the official news, they continued their lives with sighs and comments.

“Qi Weixiong is dead!”

“What! Is it the Qi Group’s CEO who has been making headlines recently?”

“Yes, and it’s said to be a suicide. Probably couldn’t repay his debts and despaired.”

“Oh, another real estate tycoon CEO committing suicide. Does this indirectly tell us that these quick-money ventures also come with great risks?”

“Exactly, money is hard to earn and easy to lose. He made quite a bit of money in recent years and enjoyed a good life. Dying early is still better than us, struggling without money, and not enjoying life like others.”

“The CEO of Qi Group committed suicide, but what about the debts he owes?”

“Right, didn’t they say he owed his employees a substantial sum of money? He chose to end it all, but what about those employees?”

“This CEO is really cunning. He dies and leaves behind this mess. I heard he owes tens of billions to others besides the employees. Tsk tsk, he’s really a scumbag who has done something evil in his past life. This life, he borrowed money from such people.”

“Didn’t he have a legitimate son? Wouldn’t all these debts fall on his legitimate son? And what about his illegitimate son? I don’t know if he has any legal obligations to repay his debts now.”

“Guys, I heard from insiders that the CEO of Qi Group, Qi Weixiong, owed others tens of billions. His son probably won’t be able to clear those debts even in his next life!”

The online discussions were lively, but they didn’t affect Qi Yue in the slightest.

He had already anticipated this outcome the day he decided to plot against the Qi family.

In the face of such a situation, he had long been prepared. After agreeing to marry Shen Kuozhi, not only did he ask Qi Weixiong for the heirlooms left by his mother, but he also signed a contract with Qi Weixiong to sever their father-son relationship.

The contract stipulated that Qi Yue would not inherit any of Qi Weixiong’s property, and correspondingly, he would not need to fulfill any obligations as a son. From the moment the contract was signed, Qi Yue and Qi Weixiong ceased to be father and son.

Perhaps at that time, Qi Weixiong couldn’t have imagined that the disobedient son he despised had already set a huge trap for him, and he, Qi Weixiong, was just one slightly significant but foolish pawn in it.

This contract not only cleared Qi Yue from any involvement in this matter but also played a decisive move in breaking Guo Xia’s resolve.

When this contract “accidentally” came to Qi Lei’s attention, it further played its role.

Qi Lei happened to come across this contract in his father’s study and quickly hid it away.

With this contract in his possession, Qi Lei knew that neither he nor Guo Xia could lay a finger on his inheritance. All the assets would belong to him, Qi Lei, the rightful owner and controller of the fortune.

When Guo Xia slapped Qi Yue without hesitation, a seed of hesitation quietly sprouted in Qi Yue’s heart.

Since his mother had started to change and was no longer the same as before, he must also consider his own interests.

“People are selfish, Mom, you must understand me.”

Qi Yue gently stroked the secret contract signed between Guo Xia and the financial agent, his eyes cold and determined.

Being soft-hearted leads to defeat. Only by having everything under one’s control is it the most secure. This is what Qi Weixiong and you, Mom, taught me.

The subsequent developments unfolded just as Qi Yue had foreseen: both Guo Xia and Qi Weixiong were out, leaving only Qi Yue.

Qi Yue was not a threat. He would self-destruct.

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“Damn it! Qi Weixiong just died like that, leaving behind tens of billions in debt! Who’s going to deal with it?”

In a hotel somewhere in the capital, Qi Yue slammed his fist against the ceramic wall in frustration.

Although he was initially the illegitimate child of Qi Weixiong and Guo Xia, once they got married, he had a legitimate status, which had always been his pride. But now, it had turned into a legal shackle for him to repay Qi Weixiong’s debts.

Qi Weixiong, of course, had more than just him and Qi Yue as children. With so many women outside, he must have had many children. But only Qi Yue, originally an illegitimate child, had been legitimized and thus bore the full rights and responsibilities, meaning only he, essentially the illegitimate child, had to bear the debt.

“Hmph, fortunately, there’s still that scoundrel Qi Yue. Hmph! I definitely won’t pay a penny of this money. If anyone wants money, they should go to the real legitimate child.”

Qi Yue scrolled through the online discussions about Qi Weixiong, his eyes filled with coldness, hatred, and a barely detectable sense of schadenfreude.

At this moment, Qi Lei completely ignored the contract that had once severed his father-son relationship with the one who had betrayed his mother. Now, in Qi Lei’s mind, Qi Yue was the legitimate young master of the Qi family. This debt was inevitably linked to Qi Yue.

However, this was ultimately just wishful thinking on Qi Lei’s part. When he received the call from the police and learned the full amount of Qi Weixiong’s debts, he was dumbfounded.

Standing in the police station, Qi Lei couldn’t believe it as he shook his head in disbelief, muttering, “Impossible, impossible… You must have made a mistake. This is absolutely impossible! Clearly, Qi Yue is Qi Weixiong’s legitimate son, born in wedlock. I’m just a bastard. Why should I alone be responsible for repaying billions of debts?”

Qi Lei became more and more agitated as he spoke, eventually turning into a hoarse shout.

“How could that despicable person escape responsibility? Have you been bribed by that despicable Qi Yue? You must have been bribed by that despicable person! Whatever he gave you, I can offer twice… no, three times as much!”

Qi Lei clenched his fists tightly around his own hair, his face contorted with rage as he yelled at the police beside him. Clearly, he had lost his reason, consumed by anger, and was now throwing a tantrum in the police station.