jdhmnovel Chapter 112 Put Down the Butcher Knife
Chapter 112 Put Down the Butcher Knife
An Ying said softly, "...Cousin, please don't make things difficult for me. Let's just let this matter go."
She had a feeling that Fu Chengli's strong and stubborn temper was acting up again.
He has always been independent and willful; once he decides to do something, no one can dissuade him.
But given the current situation, besides patiently and kindly persuading her not to escalate the matter, An Ying couldn't think of any other solutions.
Fu Chengli sighed silently, raised his hand to rub his temples, and said in a deep voice, "You'll regret this."
An Ying remained silent for a few seconds.
After what happened tonight, how could she, a young woman, not feel wronged?
Su Jixun's blood gushed out, and the scene of bloodstains on the carpet and walls reminded her of what she had done in the past...
She used to stab people until they bled profusely.
Her intuition told her that she couldn't let Fu Chengli get involved in this kind of trouble.
An Ying forced a smile.
"No regrets."
After hanging up the phone, Fu Chengli looked exhausted and didn't even feel like smoking.
He would rather she wasn't so sensible.
I'd rather she take advantage of my kindness, bully others, and act recklessly.
She would rather she act like she did last time when Lu Qiyao bullied her, angrily asking for help to get into the Fu family business and threatening to slap Lu Qiyao in the face.
But she wasn't that kind of person.
She seems to have matured over this period of time.
I no longer depend on him.
Fu Chengli casually stubbed out his cigarette.
He glanced sideways at Su Jixun, who was lying on the ground, already so scared he was about to wet himself.
"Let it go."
After uttering those two words, Fu Chengli turned and walked out.
Not lingering for even a second longer.
Still dazed at his newfound life, Su Jixun only knew that he had finally saved both his hands, and he mumbled numbly, "Thank you, Young Master Fu, thank you, Young Master Fu..."
Du Yun was stunned and remained in a daze for a long time.
Who... made this call?
Is it that magical?
How could a man who just moments ago had the face of a demon and exuded a murderous aura instantly lay down his butcher's knife?
Du Yun didn't ask any further questions and immediately sent a message to Qin Jinchuan.
"Release them."
Upon seeing these two words, Qin Jinchuan was taken aback.
Is it true? Fu Chengli rejected me so thoroughly just now, how come suddenly…
Half a minute later, Du Yun sent another message.
"Fu Chengli told me to release the person and keep an eye on your men, and not to cause any more trouble."
Qin Jinchuan let out a long sigh, crossed his legs, and tossed his phone aside.
A huge weight has finally been lifted off my shoulders.
What made Fu Chengli change his attitude?
Qin Jinchuan recalled what he had just said.
He mentioned Qin Ruofei...
Qin Jinchuan instantly understood: Heh, how long is Fu Chengli going to keep up this stubborn act?
He might verbally threaten violence, but when it really matters, he'll soften his heart if he brings up his sister as a shield.
It's said that what's more terrifying than the white moonlight is the white moonlight that has died.
As expected, this former "future brother-in-law" is a sentimental person.
I feel like I can forgive Fu Chengli a little more now.
But not 100% forgiveness.
Qin Jinchuan walked to a cabinet and pulled open the bottom drawer.
The drawer was full of thick photo albums.
He pulled out one of the books and turned the pages one by one.
The photo shows Fu Chengli, Qin Ruofei, and Qin Jinchuan playing together when they were children.
The Qin and Fu families were once on good terms for generations.
The Qin family doesn't need to fall into such decline.
The turning point in the Qin family's fate began with Qin Ruofei's death.
At that time, Qin Jinchuan was just a naive high school freshman.
When he returned home from school that day, the usual joyful atmosphere was gone.
I only saw my sister's portrait.
Everything changed after that.
Qin Ruofei is dead, and with the marriage alliance gone, Fu Chengli turns his back on her.
He joined forces with his third uncle, Fu Mingyi, and the two of them used swift and decisive methods to quickly seize the market in Yuncheng.
This highly profitable business used to belong to the Qin family.
People in wealthy circles have always been fickle.
Seeing the Fu family's cold-heartedness, they all took advantage of the Qin family's misfortune.
The Qin family was almost ruined at that time.
The Jiang family did not want to have anything to do with the Qin family, so they dissolved the engagement between Jiang Yiru and Qin Jinchuan.
Qin Jinchuan's father begged and pleaded everywhere, barely managing to save a portion of the Qin family's assets.
Qin Jinchuan hated Fu Chengli to death.
At that time, he made a small doll with Fu Chengli's name engraved on it, and stuck needles into it every day to curse him.
But this curse doesn't seem to work.
Fu Chengli's career is going smoothly, and he now firmly holds the position of a business tycoon in Beicheng.
This time, Qin Jinchuan is back and determined to reclaim everything that once belonged to the Qin family.
We must not let anyone hold us back!
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An Ying slept very well in Fu Chengli's suite that night.
But he didn't show up again that night.
When An Ying woke up the next day, she prepared to go home.
As soon as An Ying stepped out of the hotel room, two bodyguards escorted her directly to the airport.
Two muscular male bodyguards, each 1.9 meters tall, followed An Ying the entire time.
Passersby turned to look at her, assuming An Ying was a celebrity or a rich heiress because of her beauty.
Actually, neither is true.
An Ying felt very uncomfortable.
An Ying tried to message and call Fu Chengli, hoping he would transfer the bodyguards.
As a result, there was no response whether I sent a message or made a phone call.
An Ying hesitated, "Um, really, you don't need to escort me. I bought my own plane ticket, I can get back."
The bodyguard shook his head: "Miss An, Mr. Fu said that you should take his private jet back."
An Ying was speechless.
In such a public place, how could a criminal possibly kidnap her?
Taking advantage of a break to go to the restroom, An Ying tried to slip away.
The moment I turned my head, it felt like I bumped into something, and when I stepped on it, it felt soft and yielding.
An Ying looked down and saw that she had stepped on an ice cream cone.
Some of it got on my trouser legs too.
There was a little girl, about three years old, standing in front of me.
The little girl looked down at the ice cream at An Ying's feet, then looked up at An Ying again.
Wow.
The little girl burst into tears.
An Ying hurriedly squatted down to comfort her, and took out tissues from her bag to wipe the little girl's tears.
Just then, a gentle male voice came from above: "Are you alright?"
An unfamiliar male face appeared before them.
He was dressed neatly and cleanly in a simple business casual outfit, which made him look very energetic.
He smiled apologetically at An Ying.
"Excuse me, my daughter was running around and bumped into you."
An Ying waved her hand: "It's alright."
The man looked down at An Ying's soiled trouser leg.
He just saw his daughter, holding an ice cream cone, bump into the girl, the ice cream smeared on her pants and fell to the ground.
He pulled out a business card and said, "This is my business card. You can contact my assistant later to get reimbursed for your dry cleaning expenses."
An Ying thought it was perfectly normal to get some ice cream for free, and there was no need to go to such lengths to lose money.
An Ying politely accepted the business card the man offered.
Gu Qingwen.
Something suddenly flashed through An Ying's mind.
I think I saw it on the news before...
The richest man in Nancheng, and the head of the Gu family.
An Ying couldn't help but look him up and down.
I've seen too many arrogant and domineering rich people.
This is the first time I've ever met such a polite and wealthy person.
Gu Qingwen looked thoughtfully at An Ying's face: "I feel like I've seen you somewhere before."
An Ying asked in confusion: ? ? ?