Cui Xuzhe's gaze swept over Cui Ying's neck, which was wrapped in gauze, and his expression became even more gloomy.
The spoon clinked against the porcelain bowl, and his anger carried through the sound to every corner of the restaurant.
"I think this madman is an ungrateful wretch who's already started turning against his master. We'd better kill him!"
He became furious, his voice even more gloomy than the oppressive weather.
The atmosphere at the dinner table became awkward.
The twins involuntarily put down their chopsticks, looked at each other, and shook their heads simultaneously, not daring to answer.
"Master?" Cui Nan chuckled softly, gently put down her chopsticks, and leaned back lazily in her chair, her posture relaxed.
"In terms of kinship, Cui Ziqi is your younger brother. Tell me, when did you become your brother's master?"
Cui Nan smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.
Cui Xuze's initial momentum was instantly suppressed, and he slumped in his chair like a wilted eggplant, not daring to even lift his head.
My aunt is the eldest princess of the Cui family. Even my father is afraid of her, and he dares not offend her.
She then looked at Cui Ying, "Also, when did the Cui family start killing each other?"
As princesses of the same Cui family, Cui Ying was much less wary of Cui Nan.
Pointing to the wound on her neck, she complained, "Auntie, that madman started it! If we're talking about sibling rivalry, he's the one who did wrong!"
"Really?" Cui Nan's tone was flat, without the slightest inflection. "How did the wolves in the Wildlife Park die?"
Cui Ying suddenly felt a chill run down her spine.
Of the entire Cui family, only Cui Nan would be furious about their mistreatment of Cui Ziqi.
However, both her father and eldest uncle doted on this aunt, so when they were punished, no one came to their aid.
The restaurant fell into a deathly silence.
Cui Nan snorted coldly, "Weren't you quite the talker? Why are you silent now?"
Old Mrs. Cui couldn't stand it and was about to speak up for Cui Ying when Cui Nan stood up abruptly.
His cold gaze swept over everyone at the table.
“This time I’m coming back, I’ll be staying at the Cui family’s place. If I see anyone lay a hand on Ziqi again, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”
After saying that, Cui Ying turned and left the restaurant.
After she left, the sound of breathing could be heard one after another in the restaurant.
Cui Ying couldn't help but look at Grandma Cui, and asked in a coquettish voice, "Grandma, isn't Auntie living well abroad? Why did she come back?"
Grandma Cui couldn't bear to look at her beloved granddaughter's pale face.
"This is your aunt's house. Since she's coming back, don't ask why. Don't upset your aunt during this time."
"Grandma! Are you just going to stand by and watch Cui Ziqi hurt me? The doctor said that if the wound on my neck had gone down two millimeters, it would have cut the carotid artery. I almost didn't see you again!"
Grandma Cui doted on Cui Ying like a precious darling.
“My dear granddaughter, rest and recover. Your father will avenge you.”
Cui Ying leaned her head against Old Mrs. Cui's chest. Thinking of the news that was giving her father a headache, she couldn't help but focus her attention on the topic of Zheng Minghuai and Xia Zhizhi, which was just as popular as the news. Her face became even more gloomy.
Despite all her precautions, she still couldn't guard against Xia Zhizhi!
She should have guessed long ago that a timid and weak woman like Xia Zhizhi, who couldn't distinguish right from wrong, was the object of every man's affections!
Zheng Minghuai is a normal man, yet he cannot escape the allure of women.
Xia Zhizhi is more to her liking!
Oh.
There's nothing Cui Ying sets her sights on that she can't get!
Third-floor study.
Cui Jiyang sat at his desk listening to his secretary's latest report.
"All news about the night before last has been suppressed, and inappropriate pictures and videos have been ordered to be deleted. As for those reporters, they have powerful backers, so we can't easily touch them; we can only pay them off."
Cui Jiyang's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally sank.
He closed his eyes, and the dark circles under his eyes were very noticeable, indicating that he hadn't rested for a long time.
The secretary stood respectfully to the side, awaiting the next instruction.
A minute later, when the secretary suspected that Cui Jiyang had fallen asleep in that position, Cui Jiyang finally spoke.
His voice was deep and cold, like a raging beast on the verge of exploding.
"The bird we raised is finally ready to fly."
Yesterday's trending news, besides the scandalous affair between Zheng Minghuai and Xia Zhizhi, also included a piece of dirt on the Cui family.
—Using charity to cultivate relationships with the powerful, the head of the Cui family actually became a brothel madam!
An unknown reporter infiltrated the ship's cabin and not only filmed the underground boxing ring at the bottom, but also sneaked into the hull where he imprisoned the "cargo," capturing photos and videos of him coldly surveying the powerless "cargo" in cages, as well as some transactions with the powerful.
The next day, these photos and videos were featured in the topic and appeared on the news homepage.
Fortunately, Zheng Minghuai's sex scandal attracted some attention, and his people discovered it early.
He immediately took measures to delete the topic post, quickly found the source, and spent a day and a night navigating the situation to extinguish the conflict that had almost broken out.
Now that I've come to my senses, it's not hard to guess who did it.
His son has really grown up!
"Ever since Xia Wan appeared, Cui Ziqi has become increasingly out of control. It seems that this woman is very important to him."
He suddenly opened his eyes, his sharp gaze falling on his secretary.
"Things he cares about cannot exist."
Including people.
The secretary lowered his head. Having followed Cui Jiyang for many years, he still couldn't help but get goosebumps.
"I see."
The secretary left the study.
Cui Jiyang took a wooden box from the upper right drawer of the desk.
The piece is palm-sized, dark brown, and of superior quality, with black gemstones of varying sizes inlaid on the side, casting a sharp halo under the cool light of the study.
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