Of course, this was all an act, Qin Hao's way of expressing his fake grief. He couldn't just smile and say that he was happy about his father's death in front of everyone. He couldn't leap into the air with glee and thank the heavens that his father had died without discovering the facts about Lily and Qin Chuan.
"I…" Qin Hao clutched his chest dramatically. "Father? Are you saying that my father is dead?" As if on cue, a single tear instantly rolled down his cheek.
"Mr. Qin? Are you alright?" the doctor asked. His concern evident from the expression on his face. "Go get Mr. Qin a glass of water," he instructed the maid. As the maid raced off to do his bidding, the doctor asked again, "Mr. Qin? Are you alright?"
"I… I need some air," Qin Hao said as he staggered towards his office. "Find the butler and try to call Zhang Yifei. Inform them of the Patriarch's death. Aside from them… I don't want anyone else to know yet," he said before disappearing down the hallway.
