After Transmigrating as a Tycoon's Wife, My Thoughts Are Heard by the Whole Family-Chapter 369

Qin Han’s fall created a commotion backstage, knocking over nearby props with a loud crash, followed by his wailing in pain. Yu Xin stood frozen, utterly shocked by the sudden turn of events.

Ji Fei and the others, who had been brought backstage by Qin Xian, stood watching the scene unfold. None of them made any move to intervene, each fully engrossed in the drama.

Qin Xi, one of the uncles, clicked his tongue. “Third Brother is usually stern, but he rarely gets physical. Qin Han really crossed the line this time.”

“Not just this time,” chimed in the twins, Qin Chao and Qin Rong. “We saw the posts too.”

The two siblings vented their frustrations while Ji Fei leaned into Qin Xian, listening intently as he explained the follow-up plans Third Uncle had prepared. Satisfied, she smirked at [N O V E L I G H T] her husband’s detailed recounting.

“Hehe, serves Su Ze right. Let him keep thinking he’s all that. Now he’s getting a beating too—perfect brothers in suffering!” Ji Fei thought gleefully.

After delivering the kick, Third Uncle, still panting from his outburst, stepped forward and addressed Qin Han coldly. “This is how you behave as a brother? What have you become? Speak now—what is it you’re trying to achieve?”

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Originally, Third Uncle had planned to resolve the matter privately at home. But seeing firsthand the mess his foolish son had created today, his patience had reached its limit.

Qin Han, who had never been physically punished by his father before, was dazed and disoriented. Yu Xin quickly rushed to help him up, her voice trembling as she attempted to defend herself.

“Uncle, this is all just a misunderstanding. Qin Han treats me as a little sister, that’s all. We never bullied Jiaxi. I’m not sure what she’s told you, but I’ve always respected you and Auntie. I’m an orphan with no parents, and in my heart, I’ve always thought of you as my—”

“Miss Yu Xin,” Third Uncle interrupted curtly. “Our family matters have nothing to do with you. Stop your scheming. Let me make it clear: the Qin family will never adopt a girl with ulterior motives like you. I already have a daughter and don’t need another.”

Yu Xin’s face turned ghostly pale.

“Dad, how can you say that? Jiaxi is selfish and gloomy! She’s always made trouble for Yu Xin whenever we or Mom treated her kindly. How can you criticize Yu Xin and coddle someone like Jiaxi?” Qin Han, infuriated by his father’s decisive rejection of Yu Xin, immediately lashed out.

“What’s wrong with Qin Han? Is he seriously this delusional? He doesn’t even respond when scolded, but the moment Yu Xin’s name is mentioned, he jumps to her defense like it’s an automatic reflex.” Ji Fei’s inner thoughts raced. “Oh, I get it now—he was conditioned from childhood by that mysterious Third Aunt of theirs. No matter what, he was taught to always protect Yu Xin. No wonder he’s making a fool of himself like this. To him, Yu Xin is considerate and thoughtful, while Jiaxi is dull and uninteresting. But did he ever give Jiaxi a chance to be anything else?”

Third Uncle let out a bitter laugh. “You say Jiaxi is selfish and gloomy. Tell me, whose fault is that? Did you ever treat her with genuine warmth? Did you ever give her a reason to open up? How dare you blame her for being upset when you’ve always treated Yu Xin better than her? If your mind is so warped, then ask yourself: how much of what you’re saying is even true?”

Third Uncle’s voice turned icy. “Let me be clear. Not only do I reject the idea of ‘adopting’ Yu Xin, but from now on, no one in this family is allowed to associate with her.”

Yu Xin nearly lost her balance, while Qin Han stared at his father in disbelief.

“It’s a choice between Jiaxi and Yu Xin,” Third Uncle declared firmly. “I want to see if you’re truly so far gone that you’d abandon your own blood.”

“Dad, how can you be so heartless? Don’t you remember how much Yu Xin has done for us? When Mom, you, and I were unwell, wasn’t it Yu Xin who painstakingly gathered medicinal recipes and prepared herbal meals for our recovery? She was always so thoughtful, while Jiaxi was like a mute, ignoring her family! How can you favor Jiaxi just because of blood ties? You’ve gone senile!”

Third Uncle’s chest heaved with suppressed fury, nearly triggering a cardiac episode. The mention of the herbal meals struck a nerve—it had been a reason he had allowed Yu Xin to frequent their home, making his wife and son happy. But now, he realized how blind he had been to the true nature of her motives.

“Medicinal meals... so thoughtful, yet so suspicious...” Ji Fei thought, noticing Qin Jiaxi’s hesitant expression. “There’s something off about this. Should I dig into it?”

Sensing a potential twist, the second branch of the Qin family became visibly excited, anticipating yet another revelation. Why wouldn’t Jiaxi speak up if there’s more to the story? Is she really so insecure, even with Third Uncle on her side?

Their curiosity was soon rewarded.

Ji Fei’s quick investigation uncovered the truth.

“Unbelievable! This shameless Yu Xin copied Qin Jiaxi’s hard-earned work! The recipes were collected by Jiaxi after consulting countless traditional medicine doctors. Yu Xin spied on her documents, copied them, and handed them in first. Jiaxi, thinking they had both worked on the same thing, didn’t speak up to avoid seeming petty. She had no idea Yu Xin had stolen her efforts!”

The second branch was outraged. How despicable!

“How do we counter this?” they wondered.

Qin Xian, always composed, interrupted the growing tension with a pointed question. “These medicinal recipes—were they for Third Uncle’s stomach issues?”

Third Uncle, momentarily distracted by the question, nodded. “Yes, they were excellent recipes. They effectively treated my stomach problems, my wife’s cold constitution, and even Qin Han’s headaches. That’s why I gave her a place to stay as compensation.”

“Dad, sincerity can’t be bought!” Qin Han exclaimed indignantly.

Qin Xian turned his gaze to Yu Xin. “You put in a lot of effort finding those recipes?”

Yu Xin, teary-eyed, nodded. The sight of Qin Xian—young, composed, and striking—made her heart skip a beat. Flustered, she unconsciously adjusted her posture to appear more pitiable.

“Coincidentally,” Qin Xian continued, his tone casual but sharp, “I have a use for them. Why don’t you recite them now?”

Yu Xin froze, utterly speechless. Her façade shattered in an instant.