This had already sealed his death sentence.
Wang Dequan collapsed on the ground, no longer daring to beg for mercy. In a moment of folly, he had leaned toward the Second Young Master. He had underestimated Qin Yu and overestimated himself, thinking he could get away unscathed. Little did he expect to be caught before even getting on the highway.
Long Jiu grabbed him by the collar and directly lifted him, calling someone to take him away. It seemed he was destined to spend the rest of his life in prison, and as for whether he could survive and come out alive, only heaven knew.
After everyone left, Long Qi said, "Third Young Master, this incident with Wang Dequan must have been orchestrated by Qin Xiu a long time ago. I think it's because of the previous unsuccessful bid."
Qin Yu put out his cigarette in the ashtray and responded indifferently, "It's not surprising; he has hated me for more than a day or two."
Qin Xiu was not difficult to figure out; he was overconfident and did not possess corresponding abilities. He had always treated the Qin Group as if it were his own possession. Sadly, things did not go as he wished.
Long Qi frowned, feeling indignant on behalf of Qin Yu but at a loss for words since matters concerning the Kyoto Qin Family were not for them, the subordinates, to comment on extensively.
"How is Mingyang's case being handled?" asked Qin Yu.
Long Qi replied, "Everything is proceeding smoothly. Compensation has been made according to legal requirements, and the families have been appeased. They admitted that their initial provocations were instigated by Wang Dequan, thinking they could exploit the opportunity to extort more compensation money."
"The internet has gradually calmed down following the official report, and the project can be launched as usual next week."
Recalling the senseless accident, Long Jiu felt indignant. His words carried a hefty resentment, "These people had ulterior motives from the start—a bunch of relatives with no conscience, feeding on the misery of others. That old fox, Wang Dequan, blinded by greed and unscrupulous in achieving his ends, caused the death of an innocent and tried using public opinion to halt Mingyang's project. Sending him to prison is letting him off too easy."
Long Qi placed a hand on his shoulder and smiled, "Don't you know the saying, 'Living is more painful than dying'?"
Long Jiu looked back and smiled, "You're right."
Qin Yu tapped his fingers on the armrest, a lazy expression crossing his handsome face, and spoke slowly, "It seems I really should return to the old residence."
Long Jiu immediately said, "Third Young Master, let me accompany you."
Long Qi also showed intent to act.
Truly, the Qin Family was too restless.
Qin Yu stood up, straightened his collar, "No need. You brothers should take a good rest during the upcoming holidays. Besides, I don't care about those wastes from the Qin Family."
The Qin Family was a century-old noble family in Capital City, and any member walking out was held in high regard as a part of the foremost distinguished lineage of the Capital City, with the Qin Family undoubtedly at the pinnacle.
What Qin Yu said seemed arrogant but was not at all—Long Jiu and Long Qi knew well Qin Yu's capabilities, having seen him, gun in hand, repeatedly rush in and out of the enemy headquarters in Black Corner Domain, rescuing them from death like a war god.
Since then, they swore to follow him for the rest of their lives, for their lives were given by Qin Yu.
The facts had proven that Qin Yu was indeed a king, thriving in the Black Corner Domain and establishing his own reign. Returning to Capital City, he was also capable of propelling the Qin Group to a new level, standing unshakeable in the business world.
As for those from the Qin Family, they were indeed useless, clowns too weak to manage the family fortunes. If it had not been for Qin Yu timely taking over the Qin Group's mess five years ago, the Qin Group would have likely been consumed by wolves long ago.
It was baffling how Qin Xiu and his ilk had the audacity to target the Third Young Master. Thinking of Qin Xiu's petty schemes, Long Jiu couldn't help but silently curse—good-for-nothing scum!
Besides resorting to devious and venomous tactics behind the scenes, they always posed like groveling dogs, something Long Jiu truly despised about Qin Xiu's hypocritical demeanor.
This time, although Mingyang was implicated, Qin Xiu, the mastermind, managed to escape involvement, which was really letting him off too easily.
After Long Jiu and Long Qi left, Qin Yu asked Uncle Wen to call the old mansion, saying he would be returning soon.
As for the exact day, Qin Yu was not sure. Qin Xiu had gone to great lengths to present him with such a significant gift, so he ought to reciprocate by making him feel like a startled bird during this New Year.
When the mansion received the call, some were happy, and others were sad. The grandmother was so pleased that she kept nodding, her smile never fading, while others, especially Qin Xiu, felt peculiar emotions. He had just received the news that Wang Dequan was captured, and right after, Qin Yu planned to return for a meal. He didn't believe it was a coincidence.
It seemed that Qin Yu already knew it was him behind Wang Dequan. Was he coming back to make trouble?
Wang Dequan, that useless fool, deserved to die. Had he known earlier, he would have had him killed on the way; a dead man tells no tales and he wouldn't have been so passive now. His gaze turned fiercely sharp.
"Since Qin Yu seldom returns, no one is allowed to miss this reunion dinner; there are no overnight grudges among brothers."
"Even if you are unwilling, you must endure it for me! If it weren't for Qin Yu back then, who knows what would have become of the Qin Family's foundation!"
The grandmother, leaning on her cane, surveyed the room and spoke sternly. Qin Xiu's restless thoughts of leaving subsided completely.
He could even feel the grandmother's gaze on him, which seemed almost tangible. He looked up and forced a smile, "Grandmother, what are you talking about? It's the New Year, and if the Third Young Master wishes to come back, of course we are happy."
The grandmother snorted coldly, "I may be old, but I am not senile. Do you think I don't know what you are thinking?"
As the atmosphere grew tense, Qin Xiu's father, Qin Huaiming, stepped forward to support his mother's arm and tried to placate her, "Mom, do we really have to settle old scores now during the New Year? Even if we were wrong, is Qin Yu entirely blameless? Don't forget, he chose to leave on his own."
The grandmother, agitated by the mention of past events, watched Qin Huaiming with eyes still clear despite being lined with wrinkles, "When I wasn't around, you could say whatever you pleased, but now that I am here, even if it's just for show, I expect you to act harmoniously like brothers. I am not afraid to say this openly. You'd better weigh your actions."
Qin Huaiming was left speechless and couldn't find the words as he watched his mother walk away.
Qin Xiu said bitterly, "Everything always favors Qin Yu!"
Qin Huaiming held his shoulder, "A little patience avoids ruinous plans. The fat meat of the Qin Group, it's not only us who dislike Qin Yu's dominance, we shouldn't be the ones to stick our necks out."
Qin Xiu could only temporarily suppress his fury.
That night.
Qin Yu turned off the lights, peeled back a corner of the blanket, and lay flat on the bed. In the darkness, he seemed to smell that inexplicable sweet fruity scent again, stronger than before.
He wondered if the scent was having an effect, as his consciousness quickly blurred and his breathing gradually evened out.
Ah Da was drowsily asleep, her head initially sticking out of the covers, but unconsciously she burrowed deeper into the increasingly warm and suffocating bedding. She felt almost smothered and groggily thought about crawling out.
She bumped into something warm. Ah Da groped around hastily, and before she realized it, someone had grabbed her, jolting her from her sleepiness, causing her hair to stand on end.
"!!"
It's over!