Chapter 223 Storm and Cloud
Huo Fenglin's eyes were bloodshot.
Xin Que watched his expression change, looking furious and as if he wanted to devour her alive.
“From the moment I was able to leave the club smoothly, I realized that someone was deliberately letting me go and guiding me to escape.”
Xin Que spoke each word carefully, her eyes fixed on Huo Fenglin's features like those of a venomous snake, "Shifting the blame eastward, using someone else to kill?"
Huo Fenglin's facial features shifted constantly from anger to a distorted, unwilling "friendliness" in his eyes, nose, and mouth.
This is the arrogance that the upper class has become accustomed to. Even though he knows that he may have the blood of an average person flowing in his veins, he still maintains the pride that should be befits the second young master of the Huo family in every detail.
“Xin Que,” Huo Fenglin’s words this time seemed to be forced out of his throat, each word filled with suppressed anger, “Perhaps we should have a proper talk.”
Xin Que's gun remained firmly aimed at his forehead.
She was not in a hurry to respond to Huo Fenglin's overtures.
Instead, step by step, in his widening eyes, he slowly approached Huo Fenglin, whose hands were raised high.
Silence in such a life-or-death moment only serves to highlight the fear that death brings.
In the spacious and luxurious hall on the first floor, prominent families from various cities were laughing and chatting, clinking glasses. Even though it was late at night, no one would give up this perfect opportunity for nobles to exchange benefits, put down their wine glasses, and leave the hall where money and power were intertwined.
Nobody could bear to part with it.
Therefore, no one will disturb Xin Que and Huo Fenglin.
A bead of sweat appeared on Huo Fenglin's forehead.
The gun barrel was so close to his forehead that he could no longer focus on it.
He felt the skin between his eyebrows begin to itch. Perhaps it was the psychological fear of facing death for the first time in so many years of smooth sailing. His mind unconsciously began to simulate the feeling of a bullet piercing his skull and brain.
The man's eyes darted around more and more, and cold sweat poured down his back, quickly soaking the shirt under his suit.
Bodyguards stood guard at the door.
But if he called out, could he be faster than Xin Que's gun?
This is an obvious answer.
He couldn't risk his precious life on such a gamble.
"Let's talk?"
Just as Huo Fenglin's mind was racing with intense, chaotic thoughts, the woman in front of him suddenly broke the silence.
It was as if a pebble had fallen from a taut string; Huo Fenglin even subconsciously associated those two words with the gunshot he had imagined.
He suddenly shuddered.
When he came to his senses, he realized that his brain was still intact.
"Talk!" Huo Fenglin nodded hurriedly. "First, put the gun... away?"
Xin Que laughed, "Take it away?"
...
When Huo Fenglin was bound and thrown in the corner, his anger almost blew his skull off.
But saving your life is the most important thing.
He wasn't sure what Xin Que would do next, so he could only try his best to avoid provoking the prisoner in order to ensure his own absolute safety.
Xin Que squatted down in front of Huo Fenglin, whose mouth had already been gagged.
...
Huo Fenglin stood among the engineers, staring intently at the enemy who had brought him the greatest fear and humiliation in his life, across the floating screen.
He watched as Xin Que once again pressed the gun against "his" temple. His limbs seemed to recall the fear of impending death before he could, causing him to sway involuntarily.
"Huo Fenglin?" In stark contrast to the hostage, Xin Que felt a sense of satisfaction. In the past, she had to kneel and risk her life for these people, and every move she made had to conform to the etiquette required by the Huo family.
Now that their positions are reversed, there will come a day when she can see the panic in the eyes of the upper class.
"Lu Wei will come to your room later to discuss why Huo Chenglong didn't die at my hands, right?"
Xin Que's voice was icy cold.
Upon hearing Lu Wei's name, Huo Fenglin's alarm bells immediately went off.
"If you want to live, you'd better behave yourself," Xin Que said, slapping his face repeatedly with the gun in her hand, "otherwise, this gun might accidentally go off..."
This gun was a weapon that Huo Fenglin and Lu Wei had deliberately left out for Xin Que.
Huo Fenglin dared not speak out in anger, and in the end, he could only nod in frustration.
...
When Lu Wei knocked on the door, Huo Fenglin couldn't help but look at Xin Que with a puzzled expression.
What does she want to do to Lu Wei?
revenge?
kill?
Or... a frame-up?
Xin Que looked down at him.
What does she want to do?
Of course, the more chaotic this situation becomes, the better.
Just like the assassination missions Huo Tinghua had given her in the past.
"Huo Fenglin," Xin Que's urgent voice echoed in Huo Fenglin's ears, "I not only have evidence that you are an illegitimate child, but also incriminating evidence that you colluded with Lu Wei behind Huo Tinghua's back."
"If you want to continue being the young master Huo, you'd better keep your mouth shut."
...
[Conspiracy! The director of the Yucheng Development Bureau attended a dinner party at the Huo family's residence in Shangcheng, only to meet his demise there...]
[On the morning of [date], Lu Wei, director of the Yucheng Development Bureau, and his bodyguard were found dead in a room at the Huo Family Hotel. Preliminary forensic examination indicates the cause of death was gunshot wounds.]
As of press time, the Huo family has not responded to this matter.
Huo Fenglin closed his eyes as he watched Lu Wei push open the door and enter on the floating screen.
Xin Que did not expose the fact that Huo Fenglin and Lu Wei were colluding.
She pinned Lu Wei's death on the Huo family, dragging the entire Huo family into a media storm in this extremely disgusting way.
The more glamorous the Huo family was at the banquet, the uglier Huo Tinghua's face became when Lu Wei's body was discovered.
Huo Chenglong's face turned ashen. He quickly found out the time period of Lu Wei's death, and Huo Fenglin was also resting on the same floor.
"Fenglin, when you went to your room to rest, did you notice anything unusual?"
Huo Chenglong and Huo Tinghua both turned their hopeful gazes toward Huo Fenglin.
Madam Huo tried to protect Huo Fenglin, but Huo Tinghua gave her a look, so she had to let go of Huo Fenglin's hand.
Huo Fenglin opened his mouth.
After a long while, his hoarse voice finally managed to squeeze out from his throat.
"Brother, I've had too much to drink... I didn't hear anything."
Huo Chenglong and Huo Tinghua's expressions immediately turned cold.
In the end, Madam Huo left the hotel with the dazed Huo Fenglin.
The death of Lu Wei sent shockwaves through the public discourse of Shangcheng Yucheng.
Lu Wei controlled connections and businesses spanning multiple cities. His death was tantamount to cutting off the financial lifeline of the merchants and celebrities who relied on him for their livelihood. Instantly, these people turned their attention to the Huo family.
Huo Chenglong and Huo Tinghua have been returning home less and less lately.
The father and son were busy navigating the vortex of public opinion and the attacks from all sides, and had no time to think about anything else.
The voices of dissatisfaction with the Huo family in the upper city are growing louder.
Huo Fenglin locked himself in his room and refused to come out.
In the darkness, he kept thinking about how to find a way out of this dead end.
He wants to inherit the Huo family's fortune.
But now the Huo family is such a mess, showing signs of collapse. How much of its former glory can he still retain in his hands?
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