[Chapter 57 Chapter 57 Being sold to the Golden Triangle: The sadistic story of Bai Yueguang (57)]
Ah Gang used Jiang Chenggong's death to frame Mr. Hu, forcing him to stay away from the power center of Yuanlong Society, and at the same time he was labeled a traitor.
Mr. Hu fled to Leiyingtang and became Qian Kang's right-hand man by virtue of their past friendship.
After Qian Kang's strong recommendation, he became the person who could represent him in the black market.
This is also the reason why Yan Qing saw him at the Rejuvenation Banquet last time.
Yan Qing also knew that the bald executioner she framed for taking the original owner's organs alive was only dealt with so easily with his help.
When she went downstairs and saw Luo Xi'er and A Gang standing shoulder to shoulder, she couldn't help showing a bit of surprise on her face.
On the other hand, Mr. Hu, who was sitting upright with his back straight, looked somewhat ignored and lonely compared to the liveliness of the other two.
Is this a concerted effort to address external challenges?
The four of them ate this meal with ulterior motives, but instead of the bloody scene they had imagined, the atmosphere was unusually peaceful.
The rule of not talking while eating should be implemented thoroughly.
It was at this time that Rocky came back and saw Agang and Mr. Hu, who were rumored to have a blood feud with each other for killing their fathers, were actually eating at the same table in peace.
When he looked at Yan Qing, a gleam of brilliance flashed across his eyes.
"General." Mr. Hu and A Gang stood up at the same time.
Yan Qing also called out, "Dad."
Rosier was the only one eating by himself, his lazy face full of disgust for his father.
"Young Gang Leader Jiang and Military Advisor Hu are well-known in the underworld." Rocky smiled and pressed his hand to signal the two to sit down.
The butler sent someone to add more bowls and chopsticks, and the young guard who replaced Tang Ze took the initiative to step forward and taste the dishes one by one.
After a few pleasantries, Rocky suddenly asked, "Are you two shaking hands and making peace?"
Mr. Hu had a smile on his face, an arc like that measured by a ruler, which did not make him seem overly humble, nor did it make people feel offensive.
"There are no enemies at the dinner table. Thanks to the general for not minding, Yuanchu and I have the opportunity to sit at the same table with you in the old capacity of a young lady."
He raised the hand holding the wine glass: "Hu toasts to the general."
The hatred that was about to burst out of his chest was suppressed deep in his heart. His smoky grey eyes deepened, but the flattering expression on his face remained unchanged.
A Gang raised his glass but said nothing.
He is not good at speaking with a hidden edge; only hypocritical people are good at this kind of communication.
If it weren't for his consideration for Yan Qing, he really wanted to shoot the two people in front of him who were smiling but not smiling.
In this general's mansion, who would dare to send the young lady to another man's bed without the permission of her master Rocky?
He knew that there was no birthmark on Yan Qing's chest, so naturally she would not be as convinced of her identity as the outside world was about her being the general's daughter.
Not liking to use his brain doesn't mean he can't think.
No matter what Mr. Hu's purpose was in sending Aqing here, for Aqing's safety, he could not easily destroy their plan.
Although he was also aware that Rosier, the so-called brother, had bad intentions, he did not mind having multiple allies temporarily to deal with the person who posed the greatest threat together.
By then, he would become the person with the deepest bond with Yan Qing. Roxelles was just a brother in name only, so how could he pose any threat?
Don't be fooled by his silly appearance in front of Yan Qing, he is actually quite smart.
Rosier put down the bowl, kicked away the chair and went upstairs, not wanting to say a word to this so-called father.
It seems that they have reached the point where they are fed up with each other.
Rocky sighed, "My son is naughty and makes everyone laugh."
He is keen on pretending to be a father in front of outsiders, a good father who is very disappointed with his children.
After a long while, Mr. Hu spoke with a sigh, breaking the silence at the table: "I wanted to discuss something with the general last night, but I didn't expect to get nothing."
Rocky heard the inquiry in his words and smiled calmly: "The disobedient pet is causing trouble, so I, as the owner, have no choice but to go and check it out."
"If you have anything to say, it's not too late for me to discuss it with you after dinner."
As he said this, he observed the expressions of others calmly.
Mr. Hu is as steady as a rock and unfathomable, while the boy from Yuanlong Society is still daydreaming and looks simple and honest.
Yan Qing looked at him suspiciously: "Dad, do we have pets in our manor?"
Rocky picked up some food with chopsticks and put it in her bowl: "Specially raised to take care of your mother."
Yan Qing instantly realized who the disobedient pet he was referring to was.
From the very beginning when she entered the manor, Rocky introduced Yang Liu as the person who would take care of Song Weiyi.
"Is Daddy okay? A mad pet will scratch people," she asked with concern.
Rocky looked at her attitude of focusing on him as her father with satisfaction, and his smile deepened: "Of course Dad will be fine."
The two of them are like an ordinary father and daughter.
During the time at the manor, every word and sentence he spoke while teaching Yan Qing was PUA.
Yan Qing's performance had never disappointed him, otherwise he would not dare to give up his black market power so easily.
Although he let Yan Qing take over the black market, he already had his own plans.
After dinner, Rocky went to the study with Mr. Hu.
A Gang wanted to stay with Yan Qing for a while longer, but after she comforted him, he raised his hand and signaled the butler to send him away.
When the young man left the general's mansion, the resentment in his eyes was about to overflow.
He looks just like a puppy abandoned by his owner.
Yan Qing stood outside the study, his eyelids drooped, his long eyelashes casting a small shadow that covered all the emotions on his face.
Yang Liu had been lurking beside Rocky for many years and had already figured out the guard rotation pattern of the manor. This time, she must have discovered something and alarmed Rocky.
I felt depressed, my throat was dry and itchy, and I suddenly wanted to smoke.
She lit one and leaned against the wall, puffing on it, the white mist blurring her pretty face.
Mr. Hu came out of the room, snatched the cigarette from her hand, and stared into her eyes calmly: "Girls, don't smoke. It's bad for your health."
The deep voice carried a sense of mature preaching.
Yan Qing watched him snatch the cigarette and throw it on the ground and crush it with his foot. Suddenly he went forward to hug him and whispered in his ear: "Sir, do you regret it?"
The man's eyes moved, but he remained silent.
Yan Qing smiled and stepped back. She didn't want his answer in the first place.
Just as I was about to push open the door that was not completely closed, I heard a soft "hmm".
Mr. Hu watched her enter the study, his smoky gray eyes dim.
He regretted it.
I regretted it a long time ago.
He actually had a better way to protect Yan Qing under his wing, but out of some selfish motives, he still made a choice that was beneficial to himself.
At that time, she probably thought that only she could perfectly complete the task of defeating Rocky.
She never seemed to let him down since they had known each other.
In the study, Rocky saw the two people hugging each other intimately through the crack in the door, and his shrewd eyes became even deeper.
Mr. Hu is a rare talent, and he has thought countless times about attracting people to his camp.
I thought that being forced to leave Yuanlong would be an opportunity, but I didn't expect that he would turn around and join Jin Yuanxiu's camp.
Few people know that Lei Yingtang is Jin Yuanxiu's vanguard.
He looked at Yan Qing, a smile spreading across his kind face.
If he had known that his daughter had the ability to win over the Yuanlong Society and the current Leiying Hall through men, he would have definitely changed his strategy.
One valuable politician is far less important than two valuable forces.
Unfortunately, the die is cast.
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