The old leader was amused by these words and laughed out loud. Although it was clear that he was trying to smooth things over for Qu Xiaojue and Liu Zhenying, he did not mention it again after all.

Watching the old leader get into the car, Hua Qing's expression softened instantly. He stood there for a few seconds, then turned around and returned to the box.

But at this time, except for the group of tied bodyguards, no one else was seen.

He immediately frowned: "Where are Mr. Qu and Miss Liu?"

"Miss Liu arranged for Mr. Qu to be sent away."

The assistant who had arrived a long time ago responded immediately: "It's not safe here. We can wait until Mr. Qu wakes up tomorrow to discuss everything."

"When did you leave?"

"Just three minutes away."

With long-legged steps, Hua Qing quickly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. It was snowing outside, and Liu Zhenying was standing downstairs without even an umbrella in her hand. The snow fell on her long hair and shoulders.

The dim yellow lights on the roadside made her whole body feel so cold that she couldn't get close.

Within half a minute, a low-profile Hummer slowly stopped in front of her, and at the same time, her cell phone rang.

She picked up the phone without looking at it and told the driver in a cold voice: "Go to the Qu family's old house."

"Okay, ma'am."

Hua Qing naturally heard every word clearly on the other end of the phone. After Liu Zhenying said "hello", he narrowed his eyes and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Settling accounts."

She simply leaned on the cushion with an expressionless expression: "No one can escape tonight's debt."

Otherwise, the fire in her heart would not go away.

"Going to find Uncle Qu?" Hua Qing roughly guessed: "Did you find out that the person behind the scenes is related to Uncle Qu?"

If he remembered correctly, when Liu Zhenying came out of the bathroom, he was holding a folded map of Nancheng District in his hand, but it was in tatters, so he didn't pay attention at the time.

"Um."

The answer was so concise that the usually smooth Hua Qing choked for a moment: "It's the Chinese New Year period, and you went there so hastily..."

"You talk too much."

Even across the electric current, the disgust in Liu Zhenying's tone did not restrain even a little. He interrupted what he had not finished, and a layer of indifference appeared on his delicate eyebrows: "If you have something to say, say it, if you don't have anything to say, hang up."

This irritable attitude with a hint of impatience is exactly the same as Qu Xiaojue's.

Hua Qing wanted to laugh a little, and all the depression caused by the whole night was gone: "It's okay, you can teach Uncle Qu a lesson. After all, if he really interfered in today's matter, it would be too cruel.

A bit spicy."

"Well, is there anything else?"

"No more."

"Goodbye then."

Putting away his cell phone, Hua Qing stared at the snowflakes falling to the ground lightly in the orange street lights without turning around. After a few seconds of pause, he ordered in a calm tone: "Send those bodyguards to where they should go. As for tonight's

Things... don't expand the impact any further."

"Okay, Mr. Hua." The assistant responded immediately: "I have arranged for people to send the young masters and ladies downstairs back. Someone will warn them on the way."

"Um."

Huaqing had just finished cleaning up the mess here, and the Hummer Liu Zhenying was riding slowly stopped at the gate of the Qu family's old house.

Handing over the spare umbrella in the car, Zhang Netyi said in a tentative tone: "Boss, I won't follow you anymore. I'll wait here. Please pay attention to your safety."

After all, the next thing can be said to be a family matter, and it is not suitable for her to participate.

"Um."

Without taking the umbrella, Liu Zhenying opened the car door, and the smell of earth mixed in the air hit her face. Just like that, Zhang Netyi watched her lift her feet and leave. Her back almost blended into the dim environment, slender and cold, in the snow scene.

It seems extremely inhumane.

The doorbell rang, and Mrs. Tao, who was on duty tonight, just opened the door and saw Liu Zhenying, who was wearing a black woolen coat, expressionless, and an inexplicably cold look on his face.

She subconsciously asked: "Miss Liu, why are you here?"
Chapter completed!