Strongest Guard

Helan Qunxing had called Yue Qingke just to vent her anger, and also to urge Young Master Yue to hurry up and kill Lee Nanfang.    

He had truly never thought that he would have such unexpected gains.    

Yue Qingke actually said something and gave him a chance to fight for the family head position.    

Are you kidding?    

Why is the Helan Family Clan Master fighting, when did it become Yue Qingke's decision?    

Helan Qunxing wanted to ask more, but Yue Qingke ended the call early.    

He looked at his phone in a daze for a long time, then raised his head and shouted to the driver, "Go, go to Chinese Parasol Tree."    

Chinese Parasol Tree upbringing community.    

It was Ming Zhu's most luxurious villa group.    

Once upon a time, an elder of Flame Valley lived here — — Yuv Qingmei.    

However, a few days ago, Elder You had already gone with her beloved to the Peach Blossom Village.    

He also didn't know if that Elder You could adapt to the destitute lifestyle in the desolate mountain village.    

However, one thing was certain.    

Chinese Parasol Tree took out the length of the villa and laid down.    

If an average person's house was empty, they would have to consider selling it in exchange for some money to replenish their living expenses.    

Elder You did not lack money, so of course she would not sell her house.    

Even if she really needed money, she would rather rob a bank than sell her Chinese Parasol Tree's property.    

There was no other reason.    

This was because the house was not only a Feng Shui treasure for human habitation, but also a symbol of status.    

The closer they got to the top of the mountain, the more they felt that the owner of the house had a lofty status and was of illustrious family background.    

Elder You's house was close to the foot of the mountain.    

Yue Qingke's residence was already halfway up the mountain.    

Helan Qunxing was very clear that Yue Qingke's property was not purchased by him personally.    

It was Yue Qingke's father, Yue Lincheng, who had secretly bought it when he was the family head in the past.    

It didn't matter how much it cost.    

The key point was that the status symbol was still there.    

Only the patriarchs of large families have the right to purchase a house. If you live in it, doesn't it signify that you will become the next head of the family as well?    

Helan Qunxing really wanted a house here.    

Best on the top of the hill.    

If he could get the help of the Yin Dragonpulse, it would not be a problem for him to get the villas at the center of the mountain range into his bag in the future.    

Of course, for the time being, this could only be considered as crooked.    

If he wanted to enter the gate of the neighborhood, he would have to get the guard to register, and he had to walk a long way before he could step into Yue Qingke's house.    

In the living room, Yue Qingke and Duan Xiang were drinking tea leisurely.    

It was not the first time the three of them had met, so there was no need to be polite to each other.    

Helan Qunxing sat on the sofa and drank some water from her teacup. She completely suppressed the shock she received at Nanfang Guild just now, and then asked: "Young Master Yue, tell me, what method do you have to help me fight for the Patriarch's seat on Helan Family? "Don't let me come here for nothing, or else I won't let you have a good time."    

These words were said rather impolitely.    

However, Yue Qingke was neither anxious nor angry. He slightly turned his head and looked Duan Xiang in the eye.    

The couple chuckled, then Yue Qingke turned back and said: "Go, upstairs. I'll show you something, no, a person. You'll understand."    

As he spoke, Yue Qingke stood up and led the way.    

Puzzled, Helan Qunxing followed him to the second floor.    

When a certain bedroom door was pushed open and the scene inside was clearly seen, even Helan Qunxing, who had prepared herself mentally, was shocked speechless.    

The bedroom was ordinary.    

The decorations were a bit more luxurious. After all, they had to be worthy of the villa complex's status.    

The furniture in the room was luxurious beyond compare.    

But!    

None of this mattered.    

The important thing was that there was someone in the room.    

An old woman who was firmly stuck on a couch, with her mouth gagged, was called Old Lady Lin.    

"She … She … She … Why is she here?"    

Helan Qunxing shouted these words after a long while.    

Old Lady Lin, who was dozing off in the room, was awoken by his shout. When she abruptly raised her head and saw the person standing at the doorway, she immediately struggled with extreme vigor. Her eyes widened and her brows exploded as she let out a furious wuwu sound.    

It was unknown how long she had been missing, but her Lin Family, Helan Family, Supreme Security Office, and other forces were all working hard to find Old Lady Lin.    

At this moment, he appeared in Yue Qingke's bedroom.    

Anyone who knew about this would not be shocked.    

Yue Qingke was very pleased with Helan Qunxing's performance at this moment. He smiled, turned around and waved at Old Lady Lin in the room, saying, "Elder Lin, rest well. I'd better go back and deliver some food on time."    

With that, he closed the door.    

At this moment, one could hear the sound of a bang within the room.    

It must have been Old Lady Lin's struggle to turn the chair under her butt upside down.    

Who cares?    

With a satisfied smile on his face, Yue Qingke put his arm around Helan Qunxing's shoulder and slowly walked downstairs.    

He sat down on the sofa in the living room.    

Helan Qunxing raised the teapot in her hands and gulped down the water in the teapot, almost drinking the tea into her stomach. Only then did she regain her composure.    

"Young, Young Master Yue, can you explain this matter to me?"    

Why was Old Lady Lin here?    

Did you take her away?    

Aren't you afraid of offending the entire Lin Family?    

Let her go quickly. This is just a fucking ticking time bomb. If you keep it in your hands, you'll lose your life! "    

It was really hard for Young Master Qunhsing, after drinking so much hot tea, he was still able to speak so quickly.    

However, Yue Qingke still maintained his calm demeanor. He signaled Helan Qunxing to sit down.    

"Young Master Qunhsing, calm down."    

There are some things I need to make clear in advance.    

First of all, I didn't catch Old Lady Lin, and I didn't bring her from Beijing to Ming Zhu.    

I saw her by chance.    

Then, he conveniently saved her from a few hooligans.    

Secondly, you're right to say that Old Lady Lin is a ticking time bomb. However, how could someone like me, who has a time bomb tied to her every day, care about Old Lady Lin?    

And finally, and most importantly.    

I can't let this Old Lady Lin go back.    

You saw what I did to him.    

If I let her go back, do you think she would thank me for saving her from a hooligan based on that old woman's temperament?    

Definitely not!    

She would only resent me more and wish she could kill me.    

"Say, am I right?"    

Yue Qingke's words explained the situation thoroughly.    

Of course, Helan Qunxing's mind could understand these principles.    

But!    

"Yue Qingke, you tricked me!"    

Helan Qunxing roared. She wanted to pounce on Yue Qingke and strangle him to death.    

If Old Lady Lin was only caught by Yue Qingke, then whatever that guy did would have nothing to do with the Dutch stars.    

But just now Yue Qingke had led him upstairs, and Old Lady Lin had seen Jack clearly.    

What would Old Lady Lin think?    

They would only think that the two of them were in cahoots with each other, and that they were both the ones who had harmed her. They would be tied up to her mouth and she wouldn't be able to obtain her freedom.    

The originally innocent Helan Qunxing.    

Because of this, Old Lady Lin became jealous of him.    

If this wasn't Yue Qingke, then what was it?    

Helan Qunxing went completely crazy. She stood up and walked out.    

"Yue Qingke, you want to play with fire, that's your problem, laozi hasn't lived enough. Just you wait, just you wait and see how the Lin Family of Beijing will take care of you. "    

A person's words would always indicate what the person was about to do next.    

Helan Qunxing's words and actions were obviously telling Yue Qingke that he was going to inform the people from Lin Family of this matter and ask them to come quickly and take Old Lady Lin away.    

He was too frightened to think normally anymore.    

Even if he wanted to report it, he couldn't tell others so clearly.    

Yue Qingke was not anxious at all. He even picked up his tea cup and sipped on his saliva. It was only when Helan Qunxing was about to leave the villa's door that he finally said a word.    

"Don't you want to be the Patriarch of Helan Family?"    

This was the exact words.    

It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over Helan Qunxing's head.    

Young Master Qunhsing, who was burning with passion, stopped in his tracks and turned around abruptly. He asked in surprise, "What do you mean?"    

Unfortunately, his question did not get Yue Qingke's reply. He only saw Young Master Yue point at the sofa.    

After a long silence.    

Helan Qunxing, who had been itching to grow wings and fly away from this disorderly place, shifted her feet and walked back.    

People have desires.    

Yue Qingke was able to capture Helan Qunxing's desire, so naturally, he was able to keep this guy at bay.    

The nurse put on a fresh pot of tea.    

Yue Qingke collapsed on the sofa. With a light wave of his hand, he passed the power of speech to Duan Xiang.    

Honestly speaking, Duan Xiang had thought of how to use Old Lady Lin and how to control Helan Qunxing. Of course, he had to give this woman a chance to speak.    

Duan Xiang was not like Yue Qingke, who was good at pinching people.    

Her purpose was clear, and she did not beat around the bush.    

"Young Master Qunhsing, did you forget what you said when you called Qingke?    

You said you want to fight for the Patriarch's seat in the Helan Family.    

If Holan Fusu and Lin Yiting successfully get married, you won't be able to get that position after the wedding.    

Then, should he find an excuse to prevent Holan Fusu's wedding from going on normally?    

On the surface, there didn't seem to be any reason to stop the wedding.    

Helan Family and people of the Lin Family would not allow any accidents to happen either.    

But!    

If Old Lady Lin, Lin Yiting's grandmother, had died at the wedding, or her body had appeared at the wedding.    

Do you think that such an accident would allow the marriage between Helan Family and itself to be carried out successfully? "    

Duan Xiang's tone was soft, as if he was talking about a small matter where a cat or dog died.    

However, Helan Qunxing's heart was struck by Helan Qunxing's words.    

What kind of cat or dog could Old Lady Lin be?    

She died at Holan Fusu's wedding?    

You play — well, that seems to make sense.    

At this moment, Helan Qunxing finally understood why Yue Qingke said that he would give him a chance to fight for the position of the family head.    

A joyous event turned into a funeral.    

Especially at a wedding where countless people had witnessed it.    

Even if Lin Yiting hadn't pitied her grandmother for three years, she still wouldn't have been able to get married so quickly.    

At least half a year later before the reopening of the wedding.    

Half a year wasn't a long or short period of time, but it was enough for Helan Qunxing to do a lot of things.    

Especially to wear out Holan Fusu's position in the family, it was definitely a good opportunity.    

This matter was feasible.    

However —    

"Who's going to kill Old Lady Lin?"    

Helan Qunxing asked with a trembling voice.    

His trembling was not because he wanted to kill someone. Instead, it was because he was emotionally conflicted. Instead, it was because he had seen a kind of hope.    

For an illusory opportunity, he had to kill an unrelated person.    

Didn't he feel a little guilty?    

No.    

It was because he was an unrelated person that he felt no pressure at all.    

Such a performance was exactly what Duan Xiang and Yue Qingke wanted to see.    

Duan Xiang smiled and extended three fingers: "I have three candidates."