All along, his older cousin had been the object of his jealousy and someone he wanted to surpass. Even though he was now married and his wife was pregnant, just thinking of Qin Yize would ignite anger in him. He felt that his cousin was just lucky.

What abilities did he have? Everything he had now was thanks to the Great Grandfather and the Qin Family.

However, today, in his most embarrassed and terrified moment, he witnessed a Qin Yize he might never be able to reach in his lifetime, his older cousin.

Graceful and composed, polite and dignified, especially with his fluency in the S language, as if it were his native tongue.

His matters were effortlessly resolved.

No fines, and some of the food would even be refunded to him in cash.

He had thought he would lose everything, imagined being burdened with huge debts, and maybe even losing his life, yet in such crisp autumn weather, his older cousin, whom he had always resented, resolved it calmly.

This kind of Qin Yize was one he had truly seen for the first time.

When he was young, he often followed his older brother to Great Grandfather’s place to play. What was it like then? He couldn’t clearly recall. What he remembered most vividly were others’ comparisons and his parents’ resentment towards Great Grandfather and his grandparents.

Hearing it so much, he too became hateful.

He hated all the way until now.

Yet he had completely forgotten that his present was piled up with money from Great Grandfather.

Qin Yishan lowered his head, not daring to look at his cousin shining like autumn sunshine.

Qin Yize naturally didn’t know Qin Yishan’s thoughts, nor did he care to look. He took him back to the hotel.

For many years, this pair of cousins stood face-to-face like this for the first time. They bore some resemblance, but their demeanors were worlds apart, especially now, even more evident.

Qin Yize’s calm gaze turned icy. If he could, he truly wanted to drive Qin Lang’s family out of the Qin Family.

He genuinely hoped that Qin Lang and Qin Yishan would give him this opportunity.

But before that, he needed to collect a bit of interest.

Qin Yize kicked Qin Yishan to the ground with a flying kick, then his fists rained down.

At first, Qin Yishan was stunned, but as the intense pain and fear came over him, there was a hint of joy. He didn’t know where the joy came from, but he was quite happy that Qin Yize could hit him.

He felt he must be crazy.

The pain vanished, replaced by numbness. His eyes swelled, leaving only a thin slit through which he could see his icy older cousin swinging his fist, and he grinned, feeling a laugh coming on.

Unfortunately, it hurt too much; the corners of his mouth were battered.

The smile looked like crying.

Qin Yize retracted his fists, stepped back a few paces, tidied up his coat, his cold and sharp eyes like cutting steel blades onto Qin Yishan’s face. The once warm room brimmed with icy cold air. Qin Yishan huddled his body, not daring to move.

The room fell into dead silence.

After a long while, Qin Yishan barely opened his eyes, gradually adjusting to the indoor light. He looked up to see the tall figure sitting on the opposite sofa, those exquisite, cold eyes with a deep color, as dark as an abyss of ice.

Qin Yishan silently lowered his head, not daring to meet the deep and cold gaze opposite, feeling as if his heart was frozen.

After a while, he hoarsely, with difficulty, spoke, "Brother..."

Hardly getting these two words out, he didn’t know what to say next.

Say thank you?

He knew Qin Yize wouldn’t care.

Say he was wrong?

But he couldn’t bring himself to say it.

"Daring to sell fake wine, are you tired of living, or do you think others are fools?"

Qin Yize sat on the sofa, unbudging, only his thin lips uttered each word slowly, with a tone carrying both coldness and anger.

"Brother, I was wrong. I won’t dare again." Ultimately, Qin Yishan admitted his mistake.

Qin Yize coldly snorted, too lazy to reprimand further, picking up the phone to call a doctor for him. He was reluctant to deal with his injuries himself, fearing he might accidentally kill him, so calling a doctor was best.

After the examination, they applied the medicine, and the necessary parts were bandaged up, making him look like a mummy.

Qin Yize reported his safety to Great Grandfather and Grandmother. Regardless, for now, Qin Yishan was still a descendant of the Qin Family. Just like the last incident of smuggling and framing, if they weren’t part of the Qin Family, Dongfang Yu and Old Man Lin wouldn’t have proactively approached.

After making the call, Qin Yize didn’t even look at his cousin but took his phone to the rest area outside to call his wife.

Once he heard Qiaoqiao’s gentle voice, Qin Yize’s icy demeanor instantly melted. In a voice as tender as water, he told his wife he would bring Qin Yishan to the Imperial Capital the day after tomorrow.

After chatting with Qiaoqiao for a while and hearing chaotic noises on her end, knowing she was busy too, he advised her a bit before hanging up. Looking out at the beautiful autumn scenery of Port City, the thought in his heart grew increasingly stronger.

Over two lifetimes, he owed Qiaoqiao too much.

If things continued this way, he could never make amends all his life.

He thought it was time to make a decision.

The glorious days, though only a few years, had fulfilled all his dreams.

This glory would perhaps be the most beautiful Chapter of his youth.

And now, he had new dreams and pursuits.

Perhaps, it would be another period of splendor.

No matter what, if he made the choice, he would truly be with Qiaoqiao forever.

Suddenly, for this kind of life, Qin Yize became incredibly eager.

Along with it, his mood improved considerably. At least when he returned to the room and looked at Qin Yishan’s injuries, he hoped Qin Yishan wouldn’t die in front of him, while his cousin inexplicably felt touched.

Finally, with difficulty, he spoke, "Brother, thank you..."

Qin Yize was indifferent. Had he forgotten that some of those injuries were caused by him?

And this cousin’s face on the verge of tears but afraid to cry was truly unsightly.

Qin Yize stood by his bed, lips tightly pressed, his voice a bit chilly. However, having just finished a call with his young wife, he was in a good mood, and unusually said, "Take a day to recuperate, tomorrow I’ll take you back to the Imperial Capital."

"Brother, boo hoo hoo..."

Qin Yize looked disdainfully at the fellow with tears and a runny nose, seeing that he couldn’t move his hands and feet, he reluctantly took out his handkerchief, roughly wiping his tears, then throwing the handkerchief by his bedside, impatiently saying, "Alright, stop crying, you’ve already started a family, stop thinking you’re a kid."

"Brother, I remember when I was young, when people bullied me, you helped me fight them, bought me sugar-coated haws, took me to eat roasted chestnuts..." Qin Yishan inexplicably choked up, "Back then, my favorite person was Brother."