Qiao Liu was killed by a single shot from his gun, and this young man still dares to travel in Nanjing?

  Qian Ziyue was furious when he was repeatedly provoked by a nameless small character, and he slammed the Jingdezhen porcelain cup in his hand to the ground. The atmosphere in Shi Qingfeng's private club, Tianyuan Pavilion, became tense. Xia He, who had been very pleased with himself recently, smiled slightly and glanced at Fang Jie, the matriarch of the Wei family, who was sitting next to him. Although she was unhappy, she remained calm and elegant, sipping her tea and saying softly: "Qian lao, calm down, it's not good for your health to get angry over a minor character."

  "He really thought it was easy to invite the gods and difficult to send them away? A mud Bodhisattva that can't even be propped up against a wall, still wants to stir up trouble in Nanjing? Xiao Fang, I spared his life initially because of your face, but now he's not giving me face. What should we do? My adopted son Qiao Liu just passed away, what would others say about me as an adopted father?"

  Zhang Zixiang said with a gloomy expression. This man in his 50s was well-preserved, only drinking Maotai Chinese liquor and top vintage wines from the four major wine estates, only drinking Dongting Biluochun tea, and even only drinking Yiyun mineral water. Even at this age, he still had a strong desire to play with women, only playing with those who were beautiful and slender, a big shot who was used to being pampered, how could he tolerate even half a grain of sand in his eyes?

  Fang Jie's face was hesitant, under the pressure of Qian Zixuan's influence in Nanjing and even the entire southern region of Jiangsu, she couldn't be as confident as she was with Xia He. However, due to her sense of morality, she didn't want to hurt Chen Fusheng, who had always left a good impression on her. As a devout Buddhist, she feared retribution. Wu Ma often sighed and lamented at the Zhongshan Golf Villa, while Zhou Jingru and her mother showed signs of completely cutting ties with Fang Jie. Even after death, her daughter Wei Xiacao was somewhat cold and silent towards her. This was simply a case of "all turning against her". Fang Jie couldn't think of a solution that would satisfy both sides and allow her to rest easy.

  "Qian Lao Yezi, since Fang Jia's young lady is determined to be the great compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva, why don't I help you with this small matter?" Xia He said in a sharp and shrill tone. Chen Er Gou's henchman had beaten his bodyguard into a cripple, so this account must be settled. Moreover, after learning about Chen Er Gou's background, it was discovered that he was just a petty crook with only two or three guns under him, far from being a formidable character who could "ride the dragon across the river". Beating up a fallen person was Xia He's specialty, otherwise, with his cautious nature, he would not have taken on this role.

  "Who?" Qian Zixiang raised an eyebrow, his eyes inadvertently glancing at Fang Jie who was still in a fierce battle with the heavenly warrior.

  "Qian Lao, you have to trust me on this one, I'll take care of it." Guo Qie said calmly from behind Fang Jie.

  This Wei Duan Gong's number one assassin, alone and unaccompanied, snuck into the villa and chopped Qiao Baizhi to death. In Qian Zixun's eyes, he was even more ruthless than Chen Fusheng, that young upstart. One person took down Old Man Qiao Baizhi, another killed his son Qiao Liu; isn't it interesting to see these two ruthless young men clash?

  Qian Zixiang's face lit up with a smile, his mood greatly improved. He took the new ceramic cup from the service staff of Shi Qingfeng's villa and said: "It's settled then, Cuttlefish. If you handle this matter well, the past grievances between us will be written off. As the saying goes, 'the world is always producing talented people', Wei Duan Gong Qiao Ba Zhi has been the most popular in Nanjing for 20 years, it's time for new people to emerge and let you guys take a shot."

  Fang Jie felt a weight lift off her shoulders as she glanced at Guo Qietu, whose expression was as calm as ever. A strange feeling welled up inside her - it was as if they were sworn enemies, yet how could Qietu have really brought himself to do it?

  However, Fang Jie thought that Guo Qian had been doing things for Wei Duan Gong all these years and had never made a mistake. His methods were always sharp and ruthless, so she didn't bother to worry about it.

  Kuo Guo walked out of the Tianyuan Hall, after a trip to Yunnan to focus on his cultivation. It seemed that Kuo Guo had finally been forced to reveal something that Wei Duan Gong had always hoped to see in him. The previous Kuo Guo was sharp and arrogant, with an aura that was so overbearing it was dazzling. Now he had subdued his restless energy, appearing to be without edges or corners, but able to burst forth at any moment. He raised his head, gazing up at the sky, lost in thought.

  Finally, Guo stepped out of Shi Qingfeng step by step.

  Looking at the back of Guo Qie, Fang Jie walked into the courtyard and was about to sigh when Xia He interrupted her train of thought. This man, who had just become Qian Zixuan's new confidant and partner in his outer circle, puffed on a Cuban cigar and said: "The wheel of fortune turns, this saying is really true. Don't mention thirty years on the east bank and thirty years on the west bank, it's only been a few days and I've replaced the Qiao family. And Chen Fusheng that turtle egg will also be crippled by you, life is really interesting, making everyone laugh, don't you think so, Widow Wei?"

  Fang Jie's face turned pale, and she endured it silently.

  "I'm not Qiao Liu, I'm not that stupid. What's with saying I want to play with the Wei family women? I just do things, and it's enough to keep this kind of talk in my heart." Xia He's eyes shamelessly sized up Fang Jie for a few seconds, from her pale but elegant profile, to her plump and curvy figure, and his gaze became even more unbearable as he looked down. He even psychologically abnormally enjoyed Fang Jie's trembling posture and expression due to anger.

  Xiahe's fun with women is second to playing with their faces and figures, third is playing with novelty and excitement. As for the first, that is playing with status and background. This may be where Xiahe differs from ordinary men. He has climbed to this position through cunning and opportunism, with no shortage of rascal-like behavior, but also lacking in magnanimity and moral integrity. After rising to power, his greatest pleasure is conquering women with status and background, even if they are not particularly beautiful or skilled in bed. To Xiahe, this is more enjoyable than playing with a few thousand yuan's worth of high-class prostitutes.

  "Are you provoking me?" Fang Jie turned her head and stared at Xia He in a low voice, still not tearing her face. Because she really couldn't figure out the thoughts of this scoundrel, she didn't dare to make a move without knowing the bottom line. This was a good habit that Fang Jie had developed from being influenced by her family, but it was also a bad habit that restricted her thinking. It was her cautiousness and absolute protection of her family that made her part ways with Wei Duan Gong. Otherwise, with the support of the Fang family, Wei Duan Gong would not have just turned over a new leaf in Nanjing, and with Wei Duan Gong's return of favors, the Fang family could have risen to an even higher level. But it was precisely because of that one or two percent uncertainty that Wei Duan Gong and the Fang family had fallen into their current stalemate, and Fang Jie would suffer this humiliation today.

  "No way, how is that possible."

  Xia He said with a smile, "You are the young lady of the Fang family, I'm not even worthy to curry favor with you, how dare I provoke you? However, speaking of which, just because I don't dare to make a move on you doesn't mean I won't be able to resist the charms of beauties like Zhou Jing and Qi Jingzi. With such stunning women fluttering around me every day, I've already swallowed a bellyful of saliva. And think about it, if I were to have a relationship with them, wouldn't it be natural for me to address you as 'Sister Fang'? We'd practically be in-laws, and doing business would become so much easier."

  "How dare you?!" Fang Jie angrily said, even the best upbringing couldn't withstand Xia He's provocative teasing. Although Zhou Jingzhen had already parted ways with her and Qi Jing was still entangled in property division, the Wei family hadn't disbanded yet, and she wouldn't allow Xia He to interfere with Zhou Jingzhen and Qi Jing. If Xia He wanted to play dirty tricks, Fang Jie would never stand idly by.

  But how far can she go, and to what extent can she exert herself? Fang Jie suddenly found that she had no bottom line. Even if she came to discuss the single challenge, she might not lose to Chen Qingzhi, and her foundation was far superior to Chen Fusheng's Guo Qietu. However, she didn't have the same composure as Chen Fusheng at the Wei family villa. As soon as she thought of this, Fang Jie felt a pang of sadness for the first time, and her hatred for Xia He actually decreased by a few points.

  "Fang Jie, if you dare to move out of the Fang family and follow me, I'll take on your brother Fang Zixiong in a fight. Of course, I don't dare, but if I don't, then put away your noble lady's demeanor, it's no use." Xia He immediately grabbed Fang Jie's weak point, and instead of taking advantage of the situation, he chose to retreat with his gains.

  Fang Jie smiled bitterly, the bitter fruit she had sown herself, was she supposed to swallow it all in one gulp?

  She took a deep breath and exhaled, instantly reverting to the calm and collected mistress of the Wei household. She wouldn't allow the seeds of regret to take root in her heart. Chen Fusheng, who was about to be driven out of Nanjing by Guo Xun or possibly stay there forever, absolutely could not shake the values she had held for over 20 years.

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  The adults are scheming, but the children's world is not as complicated. Especially Wei Dong Chong, a stubborn girl who dragged Wei Xia Cao to a Starbucks in the city and sat by the window on the second floor. She went straight to the point: "Wei Xia Cao, tell me clearly why you drove Er Gou out of the Wei family!"

  "You wouldn't understand even if I told you." Wei Xiacao wasn't entirely clear about the situation, but she had been raised by Fang Jie herself and could guess a thing or two that couldn't be spoken of.

  "I don't understand, all I know is that Second Dog was stabbed three times for our family's sake, each stab deep enough to see the bone. Wei Xia Cao, your mom is really something, she just handed him a bank card and treated him like a stray dog or a beggar?" Wei Dong Chong said with a cold smile.

  "How much you do, how much you get paid, it's only natural, nothing wrong with that." Wei Xiacao sighed, her eyes complex. She didn't want to explain the intricacies to her sister, she sympathized with Chen Ergou, but that didn't mean she would speak up for him, she had inherited her father Wei Duan Gong's ruthlessness and her mother Fang Jie's sense of family honor.

  "I thought you still had some humanity, but it turns out we don't have a common language after all. Wei Xiacao, I sincerely wish that your boyfriend gets AIDS and genital warts when he wears a condom." Wei Dongchong gulped down the scalding cappuccino in one mouthful, his words were vicious and cutting to the extreme, then ignored Wei Xiacao who was left speechless and staring, and suddenly stood up and left Starbucks.

  Wei Xiacao, who had always been at odds with Wei Dongchong, surprisingly didn't get angry this time. There was no anger in her eyes, only a faint sadness. Wei Xiacao wasn't furious, she just wanted to tell Wei Dongchong, as his sister, that life's calculations would always take something away from one end of the scale when giving something from the other. But then Wei Xiacao thought this kind of talk was too empty and hollow, like nonsense.

  Almost at the same time, Chen Ergou made an appointment with Chen Yuanshu to meet at a teahouse. Chen Ergou didn't dare drive his Hummer, and Chen Yuanshu also carefully gave up her Maserati, instead choosing a friend's Land Rover to enter the teahouse. Seeing Chen Ergou sitting in a quiet corner playing with a coin, she couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions, walking over to sit down lightly, gazing at that pale face that should be filled with hardships and resentment. The two looked at each other without speaking.

  "Sister, have you seen enough? I'll be embarrassed." Chen Ergou said with a smile.

  Having nothing better to do is proof of having no business.

  Chen Yuanshu let out a sigh, looking tired and apologetic. "I didn't expect things to develop to this point either. Fang Jie is a woman with a lot of schemes, you may not be aware that the money item that was named to die has had a long-standing grudge against the Fang family. This move of hers has not only eliminated the greatest threat to the Wei family but also brought her closer to Qian Zixiang. It's killing two birds with one stone. If I'm not mistaken, Xia He from Pudong has already replaced the Jiao family as Qian Zixiang's lackey. With Wei Duan Gong and Jiao Baizhi gone, Nanjing real estate is now a free-for-all for Xia He. It's a pure windfall for him. When I get back, I'll help you probe the situation and see what attitude the two factions of Qian Fang have towards each other after Guo Kui returns to Nanjing. However, your safest bet is to prepare for the worst-case scenario, which is to have an open conflict with either Qian Zixiang, Xia He, or Guo Kui. In any case, I least want to see Guo Kui deal with you. That little guy is a venomous snake, his mouth is too poisonous, and he's very accurate and quick. Few people can survive after crossing him."

  "Sister, is it possible that Guo Jue will make a move?" Chen Er Gou furrowed his brow.

  "Of course."

  Chen Yuanshu nodded, the young man in front of her, she had tried to figure him out, looked down on him, was puzzled by him, and gradually began to admire him, be proud of him. Although he now wore a suit that didn't show any signs of poverty, in her mind he was still the man who squatted on a small stool wearing tattered slippers and cheap T-shirts. Her heart softened, Chen Yuanshu went against her principles and blurted out, "Ergou, don't be afraid, I'll back you up."

  "Sister, it's enough that you have this intention."

  Chen Ergou shook his head and said, "This time you don't need to take action. If I can get through this, it means I'm worth your investment. At that time, you can cultivate me with all your might. If I still can't make it, I'll just run away with my tail between my legs. It's not the first time anyway."

  Chen Yuanshu gently shook her head, but still didn't say anything. She knew that her previous statement was very fatal, and she regretted it as soon as it came out of her mouth. Once the conflict escalated, she would likely be caught in the middle and offend three powerful forces at once, which absolutely went against her business principles. But if she stood by and watched from a distance, the fragile relationship she had just established with Chen Ergou would be broken. This was an extremely awkward dilemma. Fortunately, he intuitively took the initiative to smooth things over for her, which made Chen Yuanshu feel a pang of melancholy. The good tea in her mouth tasted bland and flavorless, and all she wanted was a cup of strong liquor.

  Chen Ergou said and did so because he remembered Wei Duan Gong's words after drinking, no matter what kind of friendship, it is a bottle of white wine. The longer the storage time, the higher the value, but once opened, it may only be enough for a drunkard to drink once, so cherish it. So he didn't want to open too early the wine brewed with Chen Yuanshu, now he has learned not to look at one or two steps under his feet, but to climb high and look far, considering the layout of ten steps, hundred steps later.

  A mighty wind arose in Nanjing.

  Who will kill the deer?

  Chen Yuanshu hoped that the man opposite her would become more mature. (To find out what happens next, please log in and read more chapters to support the author and official version!)