After Swapping Lives, the Metaphysics Side Character Became the Wealthy Family's Beloved - Chapter 71

“It’s so late—aren’t the kids at home?”

“They went back to the countryside to stay with their grandparents.” As Wang Jia said this, her expression brightened.

Before long, Wang Tao’s voice came from outside. He exclaimed excitedly, “Wife, today I drove a boss home, and he gave me an extra hundred bucks! Hehe.”

But when he saw the three unexpected guests in the house, his smile froze.

Wang Jia quickly stepped forward to introduce Mr. Ye.

The couple was extremely hospitable, immediately serving tea and fruit.

They were simple, honest people.

Li Shaoyang suddenly felt a pang of pity for them. What if those two children were theirs…?

He didn’t dare dwell on it. Restless, Li Shaoyang paced around the living room until his gaze landed on a table.

Under the glass tabletop was a family photo. He quickly pulled it out and handed it to Li Qiao.

Mr. Ye, standing nearby, also saw it—and his pupils shrank.

“These are my son and daughter. One’s four, the other’s three. They usually live with us, but last week they went back to the countryside.”

When talking about their children, Wang Tao and his wife’s eyes softened with affection.

“It must be hard supporting a family of four as a chauffeur,” Mr. Ye remarked, eyeing Wang Tao’s uniform.

Suddenly receiving concern from a wealthy man, Wang Tao couldn’t suppress a smile.

Scratching his head sheepishly, he replied, “It is hard, but as long as we’re together, it’s worth it.”

As the man of the house, he had to set a good example for his kids. What made him happiest was having such a wonderful wife—coming home to a warm meal made even the toughest days bearable.

Seeing how deeply they cared for each other, the visitors hesitated to reveal the truth.

Mr. Ye and Li Shaoyang exchanged glances before turning to Li Qiao for help.

“We’re not here to talk about the demolition. Your children… something has happened to them.”

“Young lady… what are you saying? My kids are at my parents’ place. How could anything happen?” Wang Tao frowned in confusion.

Wang Jia added, “I just video-called home today. Mom said the kids had just gotten back and were already asleep after playing.”

“They lied to you. Your children are actually…” Li Shaoyang trailed off, unable to finish.

How heartbroken would this couple be when they learned the truth?

“What’s wrong with my kids?”

Wang Jia’s heart dropped.

Clutching each other’s hands anxiously, she immediately called Old Mrs. Wang.

The first call went unanswered. On the second try, the line rang for a long time before someone picked up.

“What the hell do you want at this hour? You trying to kill me?” Old Mrs. Wang snapped.

“Mom… Mom, let me see Xiaobao and Xiaobei. Just one look—” Wang Jia pleaded desperately.

“They’re asleep. I’m hanging up if you’ve got nothing important.”

“Wait! Mom, please, just let me see them—”

But Old Mrs. Wang cut her off coldly. “Wang Jia, you and Wang Tao focus on making money. Leave the kids to me. They’re my grandchildren—you think I can’t take care of them?”

Click. The call ended.

Wang Jia grabbed Wang Tao’s arm, her voice trembling. “Husband, let’s go home. We need to see the kids.”

Wang Tao, though calmer, turned to Li Qiao. “What… what really happened to them?”

“They’ve passed away.”

Li Qiao delivered the words gently but firmly.

The couple turned deathly pale, as if struck by lightning.

How could their healthy children just… die?

“No! I don’t believe it! Wang Tao, let’s go home—now!” Tears streamed down Wang Jia’s face as she begged.

“Okay, we’ll go.”

Wang Tao asked Mr. Ye if they could borrow his car. Their hometown wasn’t far—just a two-and-a-half-hour drive.

Mr. Ye agreed, on the condition that he and the others accompanied them. This was also part of Li Qiao’s plan.

Grateful, the couple quickly prepared to leave.

With six people (including the driver), the car was overcrowded.

Just then, blinding headlights flashed.

Li Shaoyang immediately cursed, “Who the hell is this? Learn how to drive!”

A familiar car pulled up beside them.

Li Qiao recognized He Yi at the wheel—and in the back sat He Jingnian and Master Qingxu.

The latter waved enthusiastically. “Little friend, hop in!”

“Second Brother, you go ahead in Mr. Ye’s car. We’ll follow.”

Without hesitation, Li Qiao got into He Jingnian’s car.

Li Shaoyang’s eyes nearly bulged out of his skull.

Why does this guy keep showing up everywhere? Is he stalking Qiaoqiao?!

“Shaoyang… is Master Li really with He Jingnian? They…”

“Mr. Ye, my sister just turned eighteen. She’s still a baby.”

No man—no matter how rich or handsome—was good enough for her.

Mr. Ye gave him a complicated look. Did this kid really just dismiss He Jingnian?

Well… as the brother of a true master, he had the right to be picky.

…

Li Qiao was curious why they’d come together. Master Qingxu grinned. “Little friend, I divined that you were in danger, so I rushed here with Jingnian to help! Touched? How about repaying me with some talismans?”

He Yi (the driver): “…”

Only Master Qingxu could shamelessly beg for gifts while pretending to be noble.

“Speak plainly,” Li Qiao said coolly.

Master Qingxu coughed awkwardly.

He Jingnian, watching with amusement, finally explained: “The Master is here to… clean up his sect’s disgrace.”

He Yi: “…”

Boss, you raced here because you sensed Miss Li was in trouble—and now you’re playing it cool? No wonder you’re still single.

“Clean up what disgrace? Who?” Li Qiao crossed her arms.

“Yang Mao.”

Master Qingxu sighed.

Li Qiao raised an eyebrow. “So this scum is your fellow disciple?”

“He’s my junior brother. Over the years, he’s used our teachings to profit unethically. I only recently learned the extent of his crimes.”

The mere mention of Yang Mao filled Master Qingxu with rage. Having such a disgrace in their sect would invite ridicule from other schools.

“Do you know what he’s done this time?”

“Probably nothing good.”

Li Qiao’s smile didn’t reach her eyes. Master Qingxu’s heart sank.

That bastard Yang Mao—what unspeakable evil has he committed now?

Meanwhile, He Jingnian leaned back, eyes closed. The scent and sound of Li Qiao beside him slowly eased his restless mind.

Upon arriving at Xingfu Village:

Wang Tao and Wang Jia sprinted to their parents’ home.

Wang Tao kicked the door open—only to find Old Mrs. Wang sitting on the bed, counting money.

The sudden intrusion made her jump.