Inside the room, Qin Huai appeared somewhat agitated.
He instinctively reached into his pocket, only to find that he didn't have any cigarettes.
Pushing open the bulletproof glass, Qin Huai looked out the window, pondered for a long time, then took out his phone and dialed Aunt Lan's number.
Beep beep beep...
"Xiao Huai, what made you suddenly decide to call me?"
Aunt Lan's gentle voice came from the phone, and the noise gradually subsided.
Aunt Lan was clearly busy.
"Aunt Lan, are you busy? Did I disturb you?"
"No rush, what's up?"
"I'm fine, I just miss you."
"Don't I know you? You never call me unless there's something wrong. If you do call me, it's because you've run into something you can't handle. Tell me about it."
Qin Huai scratched his head, looking somewhat embarrassed.
He rarely called Aunt Lan, not because he didn't care, but because he was afraid of having too much contact with her.
After all, her identity is sensitive, and she is often in danger, so she was afraid that Aunt Lan would worry.
In fact, the time I spent in Chongcheng was the most comfortable period Qin Huai had experienced in recent years.
"There is indeed a small matter... There's a Mei Kai Group in Rongcheng that almost caused Qingxue's death, I think..."
"What?"
Aunt Lan was shocked upon hearing this: "Where is Qingxue? How is she now? Should we bring her to the capital for treatment? I'll send someone over immediately!"
Qin Huai quickly said, "Aunt Lan, please don't get agitated. Qingxue is fine now, she's lively and energetic. I just want to avenge Qingxue."
"Don't worry, I definitely won't get involved in this."
"Aunt Lan, you're so kind... Uh, wait a minute, Aunt Lan, what did you just say?"
Qin Huai suddenly realized what was happening, and his mind went blank for a moment.
How can I manage this?
Aunt Lan said sternly, "You can't even protect your own wife, what kind of man are you? If you want revenge, you should do it yourself. What's the point of asking your family for help? You've been out there for so long and you've never amounted to anything! You need to remember that you are a member of the Qin family!"
His tone was stern, full of disappointment and frustration.
Qin Huai fell silent.
After a long silence, he said, "I can indeed avenge Qingxue in my own way, but that's too slow. I want the Meikai Group to disappear quickly."
Aunt Lan said, "There are many ways to take revenge. It is more difficult and more effective to destroy someone's spirit than to kill them. When your father was the same age as you, he didn't rely on his family either. He caused chaos in the capital all by himself. He relied on his wisdom. Don't always think about using force to suppress people. Use your wisdom!"
"None of the Qin family members are fools, and neither are you, understand?"
"I understand everything you're saying!"
"If you understand, then do it yourself! Although I don't know the size of that Mei Kai Group, I'll still say it again: before you truly become the head of the Qin family, whatever you encounter, except for life-or-death crises, whether it's gratitude or grudges, you must resolve it yourself."
As she spoke, Aunt Lan paused, then added, "It's not that Aunt Lan doesn't love you. You, your father, and your grandfather all went through the same thing."
"I know……"
"Alright, hang up if there's nothing else. I'm actually quite busy here, dealing with a bunch of old foxes every day, it's exhausting."
"Aunt Lan..."
Qin Huai suddenly changed his tone, deliberately pouting, and said in a coquettish tone, "I've never had a mother since I was little, and my father doesn't love me either. You are the closest person to me, and no one can replace you."
"you……"
Aunt Lan was stunned.
“In my heart, you are no different from my own mother. Actually, I have always wanted to call you Mom, but I feel embarrassed.”
"No matter how old I am, I will always be a child in front of you. When my son is wronged outside, he will subconsciously think of his mother."
“I will definitely protect my own wife. I know I should take revenge myself, but I can’t wait.”
"Please help me this once, okay? If I were the one being bullied, I would never say a word, even if you beat me to death. But Mei Kai Group is bullying your daughter-in-law, the mother of your future grandson."
“If something really happens to her, there won’t be any little kids calling you Grandma in their sweet, childish voices anymore.”
"Do you prefer your grandson or granddaughter? I think granddaughters are cuter. Grandsons are too naughty; they'll probably pee on your bed with their bare bottoms. Granddaughters are different; they'll gently touch your cheek with their chubby little hands, give you a sweet kiss, and say sweetly, 'Grandma, you're so beautiful.'"
"Tell me..."
"Alright, stop talking."
Aunt Lan suddenly felt dizzy and seemed to be hallucinating. She kept seeing two naked children hugging her legs and calling out "Grandma, Grandma!"
"Meikai Group, is it? How dare they bully my daughter-in-law! They deserve to die! Wait, Aunt Lan will make the arrangements right now!"
Beep beep beep...
The call ended.
Lan Yuanxin hung up the phone herself.
She feared that if Qin Huai tried to bewitch her again, she would immediately go back, dig a hole, bury Qin Mushan, and transfer all of the Qin family's assets to Qin Huai's name.
"That brat... his skills at charming women are even better than his father's."
Lan Yuanxin muttered something unsatisfactorily, but her face was beaming with a smile as bright as a blooming peony.
"Mr. Lan, what about the eastern route..."
A female assistant rushed over and was stunned when she saw the beautiful smile on Lan Yuanxin's face.
Although Lan Yuanxin was gentle, her smile always had an air of imperial majesty. When had anyone ever seen her smile so genuinely?
"cough."
Lan Yuanxin quickly regained her composure and said, "Go investigate Rongcheng's Meikai Group, and notify the Commerce Department and the pitchers to prepare."
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