"The Zheng family, the Si family, and the Bai family have been friends for many years. They are also holding each other hostage with the three of you in Nancheng District. I think if my father-in-law leans slightly towards the Zheng family, you can imagine the consequences."

Listening to what Tu Mo said, Hua Qing knew that Mi Yungui had indeed gone to Tu Mo in order to break away from his engagement with Sikong.

But, so what?

"Young Master Tu."

A light and gentle smile fell on Hua Qing's clean brows, which looked like a chat between friends: "Don't forget that Mi Yungui holds evidence of the Zheng family. Since you took her in,

Then it is equivalent to the fact that the Zheng family's handle is now in your hands. If I expose this matter..."

He didn't finish the rest of what he said, but the meaning was self-evident.

Even if the Zheng family won't take action against him for the time being, who can watch helplessly while an outsider has a handle that can always control his weak point?

Even if Tu Mo is willing to hand over Mi Yungui, there is only one who can commit a thief in a thousand days, and there is no one who can guard against a thief in a thousand days...

The Zheng family will never truly believe Tu Mo.

Tu Mo originally wanted to use Mi Yungui to understand the current situation in Nancheng District, but he didn't want to make a wrong step and ruin the possibility of their cooperation with the Zheng family.

"Young Master Tu, please don't think about cooperating with the Zheng family for the time being, and then you can talk about other things after you kill me all."

With his fingers just resting on the armrest, Hua Qing looked gentle and restrained, and his eloquent appearance did not seem to have much lethality, but every word coming out of his mouth was filled with a cold tone: "You two

The families will never coexist peacefully, the Zheng family will be afraid that you will bite him back after taking advantage of him, and you are also afraid that in the future, when the Zheng family becomes dominant, they will drive you out and kill you all."

Hua Qing is right.

Anyway, Kieran has now completely given up the idea of ​​cooperating with the Zheng family.

He could give up some of his benefits, but he couldn't just watch a sharp knife hanging over his head that could cut off his head at any time.

Tu Mo was a little unwilling, and his eyes were full of suppressed anger: "Young Master Hua's calculations are really powerful. I was afraid that Mi Yun would come back to me from the beginning, so it was part of your arrangement, just to be able to kill him today.

I silently lured you into your trap, just like five years ago, no matter what happened, you are still the aloof, arrogant and superior Hua Shao."

Listening, Hua Qing didn't say a word, but his eyes swept over Tu Mo with a bit of contempt.

Five years ago, Tu Mo was still young. Even though he had received an elite education, he was still inexperienced and could not afford the big storms.

Allowing all the Tu family's property to be occupied by other branches, and not being able to resist was his first mistake. After being down and out, not knowing how to restrain his relatives was his second mistake. The next step is...

He never knows how to find problems within himself.

Maybe it's because he has never experienced any setbacks since he was a child, so he takes it for granted that all the grievances and humiliations he is experiencing now are other people's faults.

One wrong step, one wrong step.

Therefore, even if he relies on the Brown family to turn around, his methods are still slightly inferior.

Too lazy to pay attention to him, Hua Qingwen looked at Kieran with a smile: "Mr. Brown, you don't have to think about how to play Tai Chi with me to delay time. Since I dare to invite you, I will naturally send all the back

My hands are all ready, so... I'm afraid your reinforcements won't be able to wait."

Hearing this, the expression on Kieran's face gradually turned expressionless.

The sun always sets early in late autumn, and only the lights overhead cast down, echoing the neon lights on the roadside outside the window.

There is also a faint sense of deathly silence floating in the air.

It was already past the time Kieran expected, but the bodyguards he arranged outside did not show up.

Even his secretary answered the phone, approached him with an ugly face, and lowered his voice in his ear: "Sir, there was a note in the young master's schoolbag. He didn't write anything else, just...

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