He Xiyuan became famous early and was Yan Langfeng's apprentice when he was less than ten years old.
He became famous not only because he was Yan Langfeng's apprentice, but also because he himself was outstanding among the nobles. The He family had a deep foundation, and his ancestors were marquises and prime ministers. When people in the capital mentioned He Xiyuan, most of them commented that he was gentle and elegant, with a jade-like appearance. .
He rarely gets angry and is very kind to both his family members and their collateral relatives.
Especially my cousin He Xiheng, who lost his mother at a young age and his father when he was a teenager. Both the elders and peers indulged him.
Few people would say anything harsh to him.
Whatever you want, you can have it.
Because of this, the people around He Xiheng are very arrogant, and people in the circle dare not speak out, after all, he is the He family's darling son.
This was the first time He Fan saw He Xiyuan talking to him with this kind of eyes.
"Then from today on, he is no longer the second young master of the He family."
He Xiyuan didn't need to use a particularly cold tone. Just saying this calmly was enough to scare He Fan and others present.
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He Fan's mind went blank, and he couldn't even feel the pain. He just stared blankly at He Xiyuan.
Although He Xiyuan had not yet succeeded to the throne, he had been involved in the affairs of the He family since he was 15 years old. Before he was 30 years old, he held real power.
He was not joking when he said this.
He Fan could even clearly realize that if He Xiyuan's words tonight were made public, He Xiheng's status in the capital and in the He family would plummet.
There is no other—
Just because He Xiyuan has a grudge against He Xiheng.
His words will determine He Xiheng's future position.
He Fan had been arrogant in the He family for so many years, but at this moment he finally felt a chill from the bottom of his heart. He didn't even have time to think about who the girl in front of him was.
"Young Master..." His lips trembled as he begged for mercy.
"He Lu," He Xiyuan no longer looked at him, and only ordered the people around him, "Abolish the internal energy and hand it over to the Security Bureau!"
"Yes!" The man who had just kicked He Fan away responded in a deep voice.
Then he waved his hand, and the people behind him dragged the three people in the hall out.
He Fan and the other two usually did a lot of things relying on He Xiheng. Being sent to the Security Bureau is a small matter, but being disabled will be no different from ordinary people. Their previous enemies will definitely come to find them.
At this time, living is worse than death.
He Fan and the other two all realized the consequences of this incident, "Master, I will never dare to do this again—"
A sharp voice begging for mercy was heard.
He Xiyuan didn't move at all.
He Fan's heart sank. He suddenly remembered, who is He Xiyuan?
He is the heir of the He family, one of the four great ancient martial arts families in the capital. How can he be considered a good person if he can become the heir?
If he was truly kind, how could he manage such a large family?
I was kind to them before because they hadn't encountered He Xiyuan's problem yet.
Now they touch.
How could he talk to them about kindness? !
He Fan and the other two only understood this now. He turned around and looked at the young woman standing in the middle of the hall in fear. This person -
Why is there so many people like this in the capital?
He Xiyuan protects her more than he protects He Xiheng?
Why have you never heard of it?
Do people from other families know that this person has come to the capital? !
He Fan and the other two were taken away by He Lu.
Neither Yang Lai nor Yang Jiu understood what was going on, especially Yang Lai. He naturally knew who the He family was. If they had offended the direct lineage, it would be no different from offending the Ren family.
The heir of the He family came here in person, originally thinking that there was almost no room for maneuver.
Who knew this would happen?
He Xiyuan turned around and looked at Meng Fu.
The other person's face was still cold, with almost no emotion, and his long eyelashes were drooping.
There was a circle of bloody handprints on the neck.
With its snow-white skin, it looks a bit scary.
It was the blood on He Fan's hand just now.
Everyone in the hall didn't dare to breathe, even the people brought by He Xiyuan looked down at their toes and didn't dare to raise their heads.
He Xiyuan looked at her like this, his hands still behind his back, and he became even angrier, "Why didn't you look for me?"
He was the last to know?
Meng Fu paused when she heard this, she looked up and glanced at He Xiyuan out of the corner of her eye.
Still slow and silent.
He Xiyuan still had his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Give me back the Lantern Festival red envelope."
Meng Fu sighed, and finally spoke, "No, Senior Brother, what does this have to do with the Lantern Festival red envelopes? How can anyone give out red envelopes and then take them back?"
She was very serious: "Brother, how about this, you don't have to give me a red envelope this Qingming Festival."
Su Di came in from outside: "..."
At this moment, there was only one sentence in his mind -
We are professional at being funny.
Su Di was silent for a moment, then stepped back and sent a WeChat message to Su Cheng.
He Xiyuan couldn't listen any longer. He took out a handkerchief and threw it to Meng Fu, "Wipe the blood clean."
He then turned to Yang Lai and nodded slightly, less angry and more gentle, "Mr. Yang, don't worry about this matter. I will give you an explanation. You can send someone to follow He Lu and follow up the case throughout."
He Xiyuan is not familiar with Yang Lai.
After all, Yang Lai is not considered to be in this circle.
He took the initiative to greet Yang Lai, who was very surprised.
In fact, he touched He Fan and nothing happened, which was a pleasant surprise for him.
"Come out with me." After greeting Yang Lai, He Xiyuan looked at Meng Fu who had almost wiped his body.
Meng Fu touched his nose and followed.
After the two of them went out, Yang Lai and Yang Jiu just stood there.
Although the timing is not right, and although Madam Yang is still in the hospital, but...
The two are still very confused.
Meng Fu called the heir of the He family senior brother? These two people have a particularly good relationship? When did this happen?
In a daze, Yang Lai suddenly remembered that Madam Yang seemed to have told him before that Meng Fu seemed to be a member of the Painting Association?
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Next to the flower house at the back.
"When did you know about this?" He Xiyuan pursed his lips.
He looked at Meng Fu who was a few steps away.
Meng Fu turned the phone in her hand and said calmly, "I didn't tell you. I can handle it myself."
"You can solve it yourself. How do you solve it?" He Xiyuan glanced at her. "Do you know who these people are? They are the elites of the He family's guard team. Didn't you see that your uncle chose to move the entire family to avoid disaster?!"
In addition to anger, He Xiyuan also felt thrilled.
No one knows the power of the He family better than him.
If he hadn't come to this scene today...
Thinking of this, He Xiyuan became even angrier.
The aristocratic family is complicated. Although He Xiyuan appears gentle on the surface, he is actually distant from anyone in his family. He has never disciplined He Xiheng.
Apart from his parents, the person closest to He Xiyuan is his master Yan Langfeng.
And Yan Langfeng also taught him a lot.
The year before last, Yan Langfeng accepted an apprentice, and He Xiyuan was naturally very happy, especially since this apprentice sister was so well-behaved and never hid anything from him and Yan Langfeng. First she got the spices, and later she was able to get the contract from the Military Association.
Not to mention that the matter of He Xiheng was a trivial matter, even if Meng Fu had offended the four major families, He Xiyuan would not ignore it.
If he really didn't care, his master would expel him from the sect the next day.
How would I know?
When she met He Xiheng, before he even said a word, the little sister became scared?
"No, I can handle it myself." Meng Fu raised his head.
He Xiyuan's eyebrows did not move: "I know you have some relationship with the Military Association, but they can't protect you all the time. It's easy to dodge an open spear but hard to guard against an arrow from the dark. What would you do if they plot against you when no one is around?"
"Then they are dead." Meng Fu said slowly.
He Xiyuan pressed his eyebrows.
Meng Fu touched her nose and looked up at him. Rui Ze's words were very clear.
He Xiheng is very favored in the He family.
Since it involves the family, Meng Fu doesn't know whether He Xiyuan knows about this matter, but without the courage borrowed from He Xiyuan, how dare He Xiheng, an orphan, be so arrogant?
She was even less sure which side He Xiyuan would stand on.
If she took action, even if He Xiyuan pleaded with her, she would probably not agree to He Xiyuan's request.
So she said nothing.
But Meng Fu didn't expect He Xiyuan to appear here.
Meng Fu felt that she had to treat her senior brother well in the future. She bowed her head and said, "Senior brother, I'm sorry."
He Xiyuan glanced at her.
"I will definitely look for you in the future." Meng Fu thought for a moment and spoke again.
He Xiyuan then withdrew his gaze and said that they should go back.
At this moment, "Sizzle" -
Another voice came from outside, "Master, He Fan and his friends' magnetic card display is right here!"
"Go in." This was a young man's voice.
A group of people rushed in from outside.
"Get out of the way! Don't block the road!" Another arrogant voice came.
He Xiheng followed a group of people in from outside. His face was gloomy, and his usually gentle eyes and brows were now dark.
His men cleared the way ahead, and he went straight in and smelled a bloody smell.
He Xiheng walked in and saw Yang Lai at a glance, "You are the one who captured my men?"
Yang Jiu stood in front of Yang Lai. He didn't know He Xiheng, but he could tell who he was from He Xiheng's tone.
He Xiheng looked around the hall. He Fan was a sharp sword under his command and also knew many of He Xiheng's secrets. He looked cold and looked directly at Yang Lai: "You are so brave! Catch them all and take them back!"
At his command, the people around him took action.
Behind him, He Xiyuan and Meng Fu just came in. He Xiyuan looked at He Xiheng's back calmly, his voice still elegant, "Second Young Master, you are so majestic."
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