As soon as everyone left, Curly suddenly smashed a cup, but the cup didn't make much of a sound when it hit the carpet.
"Now that the Qin family is gone, the Ying family is just a nobody. What makes him so arrogant? Does he think he's some kind of young master of the Qin family, that everyone fawns over him?"
Huang Zhirong's face darkened, and he said coldly, "If you're so capable, why didn't you smash the cup in Ninth Brother's face just now? What are you pretending to be when you're behind his back?"
"Still protecting him?" The righteousness on the crew-cut man's face vanished, replaced by a sinister look. "He's had a privileged upbringing and is skilled in martial arts. But once he leaves the Qin family and retires from the military, he's nothing but a piece of trash. What waves can he possibly make?"
Even if the Qin family is exonerated, how much will he gain? And how much will he be able to protect?
“The situation in Kyoto can change in just three to five days, let alone five years. This place is no longer one that Ying Yan can resolve with a single sentence!”
Even the bespectacled man nodded sarcastically: "Everyone's after the Qin family, he'll probably be disappointed when he comes back this time. Rongrong, are you sure you still can't live without him?"
"If you ask me, if you like it, just take it. He had the means before, but now, he can do whatever he wants with it."
Huang Zhirong pursed her lips and chuckled softly: "Brother Ba is right. In the past, everyone fawned over him and indulged him. He could pick any girl in the entire capital."
"But now, although he is handsome, there are not many who would actually set aside reality to marry him and use him to deal with the Ying family. As long as I don't give in, no one will dare to step forward."
The room wasn't very soundproof, but Ke Meiyu, with her keen senses, heard every word they said.
She kept turning her head to look at the man. All she could say was that men named Ying Yan were all destined for misfortune, at the very least lacking in love, living amidst all sorts of calculations—it was exhausting!
"What are you looking at?" Ying Yan entered the room, tapped her forehead, and asked with amusement.
"It's nothing, I just felt you weren't doing so well in Kyoto," Ke Meiyu said quite frankly. "How did you end up becoming sworn brothers with them?"
Ying Yan shrugged helplessly and said, "We were young. Back then, there weren't so many vested interests involved. Whoever had the strongest fist and the most people could rule the world."
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