Strongest Guard

According to the latent period of Number One in the human body, in fifteen years, she would become an ugly woman that everyone feared.    

In order to become like Yue Zitong, a good sister, fifteen years later, at the same time.    

After she finished her precise calculations, she added a number one to Yue Zitong.    

She would be able to store the number one in her body in the shortest amount of time possible, which would result in her absorbing the energy for five years.    

"Fifteen years."    

Yue Qingke shook his teacup and smiled lightly: "Gung Xing, you are only 26 this year right? If nothing goes wrong, then fifteen years from now, you will officially receive the Patriarch's Seal from your elder. That period of time was extremely important, and I believe that even if I didn't say it out loud, you would understand it well enough. "    

Fifteen years later, Helan Qunxing, who was only twenty-six, was in her early forties. Regardless of social experience, experience or physical fitness, men were at their best.    

It was only during this period of time that he would have the ability to shoulder the burden of the Patriarch once he ascended to the position of Patriarch. He wouldn't need to do whatever it took to consolidate his position like Yue Zitong had done.    

But if, at this crucial moment in his life, his beloved wife Yue Zitong suddenly turned from a beautiful lady to an ugly devil — the result of years of drug abuse.    

In that case, the impact it had on him was absolutely something he couldn't bear.    

"Furthermore, the scientists that I have paid a high price to hire have arrived at a preliminary conclusion."    

The more Yue Qingke said, the more relaxed he became. "It's said that the # 1 virus can be transmitted through the mother to the next generation."    

"What?"    

Helan Qunxing, who had been trying her best to remain calm, could no longer do so.    

Yue Zitong was destined to suffer the backlash of the drug.    

But drugs could still affect the next generation!    

Helan Qunxing would rather die than accept this.    

In fact, was it really him?    

Even if it were any other man, they wouldn't be able to tolerate his child being poisoned from the day he was born.    

"I'm not lying to you, stars."    

Yue Qingke took out his phone, opened the folder and found a photo. He placed it in front of Helan Qunxing.    

This photo was the result of an authoritative laboratory in Beijing.    

Helan Qunxing wasn't a professional, but he believed that Yue Qingke would never lie to him.    

All of this was true.    

When Yue Qingke saw him pick up the phone, the veins on the back of his hand were clearly stretched out. He said faintly: "Stars, do you think that a poisonous ghost like this, who hides in the human world, is qualified to sit on the throne of the Patriarch of Yue Family for a long time?"    

Whether Yue Zitong could sit on the Patriarch's throne for a long time was no longer up to her.    

It was Yue Qingke.    

When the time came, he only needed to expose how many years it would take for Yue Zitong to wither and become a loner that others despised and no one wanted to date.    

Even Liang Mouchen and the others who were loyal to her would choose to serve her again.    

After all, while everyone was loyal to someone, they also wanted a certain amount of reward.    

But this person didn't have a long life — even if she was nice to everyone, what was there to invest in?    

Therefore, as long as Yue Qingke exposed this, Yue Zitong's fate would be miserable.    

Helan Qunxing couldn't accept that there was actually such a devil hiding beneath Yue Zitong's beautiful skin.    

Looking at his phone, he didn't say anything for a long time.    

He wanted to marry Yue Zitong, because not only was she the Clan Leader of the Yue Clan, she was also an important helper who could help him defeat Holan Fusu.    

But — Not to marry?    

If Yue Zitong were to marry his other brothers, then his status would drop and he would no longer have the chance to surpass Holan Fusu.    

And he was sure that Yue Zitong would help Holan Fusu beat him down!    

Don't forget, she was Holan Fusu's "old lover".    

Even if they weren't together due to various reasons, their relationship was like a deadly weapon to Helan Qunxing.    

"Stars, you can only marry her."    

Just when Helan Qunxing was weighing the pros and cons, with her mind aching a little, Yue Qingke spoke, "The only way for you to make yourself the candidate for the third generation Patriarch in the shortest amount of time is to marry her."    

"This, I know."    

Helan Qunxing took a deep breath and looked up at him. "I want to be the final victor, but even more so, I don't want my future to be severely damaged because of her."    

Yue Qingke blurted out, "Then why don't you marry her again? Why don't you let Mrs He Lan die unexpectedly after completely defeating Holan Fusu?"    

Helan Qunxing's eyebrows shot up. Her anxious face quickly calmed down.    

That was what he had thought just now.    

But he would not say it.    

Because if he did, Yue Qingke would have a handle, and who knows when he would be tricked.    

However, the fact that Yue Qingke took the initiative and said it, did not have any bad effects on him.    

He would only hesitate and say, "This is bad, isn't it?"    

Yue Qingke did not continue with this topic. It was as if he had not noticed that Helan Qunxing was deliberately waiting for him to say this, and he became even more clear of it: "Stars, the real cooperation between the Helan Family and the Yue Clan is between the two of us. At that time, as long as the two of us join hands, the life and death of a mere Yue Zitong will have no effect on the relationship between the two families. "    

"Let me think."    

Helan Qunxing lowered her head and slowly rotated her teacup.    

Yue Qingke also did not say anything. He picked up the teapot and poured himself a drink.    

Three minutes later, Helan Qunxing finally raised her head. "She's dead?"    

"That's what we all want, isn't it?"    

Yue Qingke asked instead of answering.    

"Alright."    

Helan Qunxing finally made up her mind. "I promise you."    

"Brother-in-law, congratulations again on our happy cooperation."    

The smiling Yue Qingke raised his teacup again.    

"At most, it would only be a brother-in-law for two years."    

The corner of Helan Qunxing's mouth curled up. She also picked up her teacup and lightly clinked her teacup with his.    

Thinking about how Yue Zitong, who had trained for more than half a year on the throne of the Patriarch of Yue Family and should have been given the title of Patriarch at the beginning, would become the victim of two future Patriarchs in exchange for benefits, Helan Qunxing felt like a fool.    

However, he wouldn't feel too bad about it, even if it meant giving Yue Zitong the most basic of pity.    

If she was the one who was courting death, who could she blame?    

"Ai, what a pity about that beautiful leather bag."    

After bidding farewell to Yue Qingke, Helan Qunxing, who was sitting in the back seat and heading back, sighed softly in her heart when the car suddenly stopped.    

He opened his eyes and frowned slightly. Just as he was about to ask the driver what was going on, he closed his mouth again.    

He saw a tall young man standing by the roadside.    

When Helan Qunxing got out of the car, her face was filled with a refined smile. "Brother Jack, why are you here?"    

No matter how fierce the competition was between the two of them for the position of the family head.    

Regardless of what Helan Qunxing did to Helan Xiaoxin after the incident, when he saw Holan Fusu, he would only treat his cousin with the courtesy that he should have.    

Compared to last year, Holan Fusu was much thinner.    

The spirited eyes of the past had also become deep.    

This was a reaction that would only occur after suffering a heavy blow.    

Helan Qunxing couldn't help but want to laugh every time she saw him.    

"All stars, let your driver go first. I have something I want to talk to you about. Let's go to the park."    

Holan Fusu glanced at the driver and left without asking for Helan Qunxing's opinion.    

Not far away was a small park.    

It was almost dusk and the sun was shining in the sky. It was the time for people to have dinner together, so there weren't many visitors in the park. It was a good place to talk.    

"Do you want to warn me in private when you sense a crisis? Hehe. Holan Fusu, did you know? I hate you for being so self-righteous. Do you really think that you are the future clan head, capable of putting on a show in front of everyone? "    

Helan Qunxing twitched her mouth in disdain. However, as per Holan Fusu's request, she instructed the driver to leave first before walking towards the entrance of the park.    

When he walked into the small pavilion in the deepest part of the park, Holan Fusu was already sitting there smoking.    

Helan Qunxing, sitting across from him, said gently, "Brother Jack, I find you have a strong addiction to cigarettes. This is not only bad for your health, but also for the next generation. Many scientists say that smoking is an effective spermicide -- "    

Holan Fusu interrupted him: "It's just the two of us here, there's no need to say these things."    

The corner of Helan Qunxing's eyes twitched, and then she chuckled, "Brother Jack, may I ask what you want me to do here?"    

"I want to know what you and Yue Qingke talked about."    

Jack's straightforward reply stunned Helan Qunxing for a moment. She immediately took off her mask of gentleness and said coldly, "Fu Su, it's not right for you to do this, is it? Who gave you the authority to follow me? "    

Holan Fusu retorted sharply: "At that time, if you had followed me, how could you have forced my sister into such a desperate situation?"    

"I-I was doing it for the benefit of the entire Yue family."    

Helan Qunxing was immediately discouraged.    

"Cut the crap."    

Holan Fusu was like a different person. Before, he would never use such a tone to talk to anyone.    

Helan Qunxing's face turned even colder, "If I don't say it, will you let me die on the spot?"    

"If you don't say it, I know what you're going to talk about. I just wanted to use the marriage between me and Zitong to completely defeat me. When your goal is achieved, you will arrange for an accident to destroy Zitong. Just because — after you use Zitong, you won't allow her to become a drug addict and become a roadblock that affects both of you to get to a higher position. "    

Holan Fusu revealed the secret between them with just one word, just like when he heard what Yue Qingke and the others were talking about.    

Helan Qunxing's face turned even uglier as she said sinisterly, "How dare you put a bug on me!"    

Holan Fusu shook his head: "You don't have the qualifications for me to deal with you like this. I could say this because I already knew Zitong had taken drugs. and you know -- what it does to the body. "    

"So that's how it is. "Admirable, admirable. As expected of Young Master Fusu who has an all-round development of the virtuous and intellectual body."    

Helan Qunxing's face was full of ridicule, she clapped and said, "So, Young Master Fusu wants to threaten me and forbid me from harming a poisonous ghost? Or perhaps, I hope that my future son is also a poisonous ghost? In other words, you want to force me to live with Venomous Ghost forever so that you can become the next Patriarch? "    

"I don't think so."    

Holan Fusu stood up and said coldly, "All stars, let Zitong go. She was very pitiful. As long as you do not agree to marry her, I will automatically withdraw from the competition for the position of Patriarch. "    

"Wow!"    

Helan Qunxing also stood up with an exaggerated look of ridicule: "So Young Master Fusu is a love saint. However, do you think that I will believe what you say? "