Although it is a game, if no one is secretly pushing it, you will not be able to get into it.
Similarly, although my sons are constantly fighting among themselves, they are not stupid enough. There must be many people behind them encouraging them.
There are not many people who can deal with both father and son at the same time and still gain a certain amount of trust from both father and son.
After counting, there were only two or three people.
Coincidentally, Why Bu Xian is one of them.
Qian Pengfei narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Why don't you take it easy, is it you?"
He Buxian still had a calm look on his face, but glanced at him indifferently, "Boss, you're talking incoherently, I don't understand."
"Why don't you stop pretending," Qian Pengfei scolded angrily, with a hint of ferocity on his haggard face:
"Let me ask you, did you team up with Lin Jiuniang to set up a trap to frame my Qian family?"
"No," He Buxian shook his head.
"You swear," Qian Pengfei's brows were still furrowed, he still didn't believe it.
Among the people he suspected, except for He Buxian, no one else would betray the Qian family.
"Boss, if you don't believe me, just tell me, why do you need to make me swear?" He Buxiao sneered, "Even if I swear, will you believe it?
No, you can’t. So, why should I do such a thing.”
"In a word, whether you believe it or not, I did not team up with Lin Jiuniang to set up a trap to frame the Qian family."
Qian Pengfei breathed a sigh of relief, with a hint of apology on his face:
"Why not be free? Don't be angry. There are too many things going on in the past two days. I lost my sense of proportion. It would be better if I didn't."
hehe!
But He BuXian suddenly laughed, his laughter was extremely deep and unsettling.
Why don't you just laugh? He actually laughed!
Qian Pengfei felt uneasy. He had known He Buxian for so long, but he had never seen him show his emotions, let alone smile.
He hesitated and asked, "Why don't you take it easy? Why are you laughing?"
He Buxian raised his head, his smile became evil and weird, "Although we didn't join forces, I didn't say that I didn't do anything."
Qian Pengfei's expression turned cold. Before he could speak, why not continue:
"Boss, aren't you curious why all these winter coats have turned into catkins?"
"Did you do it?" Qian Pengfei's eyes instantly became bloodshot and he stared at He Buxian fiercely. He was the one who ruined the Qian family.
"That's the right answer, but it's a pity it's too late." He Buxiao's smile faded, "You didn't expect it by substituting one thing for another."
For this day, he planned and prepared for many years.
At this moment, the storm that had been hidden in his eyes for a long time could no longer be hidden at this moment.
Like a beast breaking free from its shackles, it roared and charged straight at Qian Pengfei, as if it wanted to devour him.
When Qian Pengfei heard this, his heart ached, and he fell down on the stool, his face turned purple from holding himself back, and he felt like he couldn't breathe.
Pointing at He Buxian, "You..."
"Yes, I set up a trap to lead your Qian family to this point day by day," He Buxian interrupted him coldly, looking at Qian Pengfei with eyes as cold as ice shavings, and a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.
:
"It's just that I didn't expect that Lin Jiuniang and I would actually come together.
Now that she is out of the game, I have no choice but to follow the trend. Anyway, our goal is the same, to get your Qian family."
Therefore, they have never united at all.
It's just an invisible tacit understanding.
This batch of winter clothes for the Qian family was changed by him during transportation, in order to weaken the Qian family's financial resources.
But I didn't expect that Lin Jiuniang also had this intention, so many things came to a tacit understanding unconsciously.
If it weren't for Lin Jiuniang, it might take a long time for him to completely destroy the Qian family.
But he didn't expect that Lin Jiuniang would give him another surprise today.
Haha, the Qian family's ancestral business was destroyed by a few losers from the Qian family.
Although he had intended to lead those losers from the Qian family astray before, before he could make any big move, he didn't expect that Lin Jiuniang would take the initiative.
Lin Jiuniang, this woman, is more powerful than he thought, and there is more to her than he thought.
Decisive, straightforward, and ruthless.
But it is also true that women who are not ruthless enough to gamble in the mall will only be eaten alive by others.
Qian Pengfei was so angry that his heart ached, and he struggled to get up and wanted to teach him a lesson.
However, He Buxian kicked him back to the stool, causing his body to twist in pain.
Slowing down, he roared loudly at He BuXian with a ferocious face:
"Why? Why not? I think I treat you well, but I didn't expect that you are actually a white-eyed wolf!"
"Who are you, you..."
Qian Pengfei was excited and angrily reached out to grab He Buxian again, but he stumbled and fell heavily to the ground with a 'pop' sound, which made him grin in pain.
The attendant next to him wanted to step forward to help, but He Buxian glanced at him, and the attendant immediately shrank aside in fear.
Looking at Qian Pengfei lying on the ground, why not smile casually, squat down, and admire his embarrassment:
"Didn't you suspect it? Yes, I am the son of He Youtian, the only survivor of the massacre of the He family fifteen years ago.
Isn’t it a pleasant surprise?”
He Buxian's eyes instantly turned red, and he stared at Qian Pengfei with ferocious and twisted eyes.
At that time, his family was a famous silkworm farmer in Zhenjiang, and their annual silk production accounted for one-third of Zhenjiang's output.
The Qian and He families have always had business contacts and have always cooperated well.
But fifteen years ago, Qian Pengfei wanted to buy all their silk at a low price, but the price he offered was ridiculously low, and his parents refused.
But he didn't expect that because of this, Qian Pengfei slaughtered his whole family and burned down his mulberry field.
If his parents hadn't used their bodies to block him, he would have died, but he still had ugly scars on his body.
He has been waiting for fifteen years just for revenge.
In order to one day take away what Qian Pengfei cares about most and let him taste the feeling of being stepped into the dust.
After saying all the things you have been holding in your stomach for more than ten years, why not feel relaxed.
Smiling lightly, "Qian Pengfei, how does it feel to have everything taken away from you, okay?"
Qian Pengfei, who was lying on the ground at this time, stared at He Buxian with resentful eyes, "Sure enough, the grass grows without eradicating the roots, but the spring breeze will bring forth new growth.
I didn’t expect that I, Qian Pengfei, would lead a wolf into my house one day. How shameful.
Why not, if you have the ability, you can kill me. Otherwise, I will kill you sooner or later."
"Kill me?" He Bu shook his head, "You will never have this opportunity in your life."
As he said that, He Buxian stood up, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, and said word by word:
"Qian Pengfei, don't worry, I won't kill you. On the contrary, I want you to live well.
Only if you live well can you taste all the sufferings of life."
Qian Pengfei was angry and struggled to get up.
Want to stand up?
A cruel smile appeared on He Buxian's lips. He was not a human being and was not worthy of standing. He only deserved to crawl on the ground like an animal and linger on.
He raised his foot, aimed at Qian Pengfei and kicked him.
"ah!"
Qian Pengfei screamed and fell to the ground in embarrassment again, wailing in pain.
When he looked at He BuXian, his pupils dilated instantly, and he looked fearfully at He BuXian, who was walking towards him with a wooden stick.
His body crawled back subconsciously, "Why not..."
ah!
Before he could finish his words, the wooden stick in He Bu Xian's hand hit him hard on the knee.
one time!
Twice!
Three times!
…
The screams, like those of a slaughtered pig, tore through the tranquility of the night.
Not long after, He Buxian appeared outside the yard smelling of blood.
He looked up at the night sky, looked at the disk, and closed his eyes with satisfaction.
He finally got his revenge.
Dad, Mom, I finally avenge you.
Then he lowered his head and looked into the room with vicious eyes:
I will not let Qian Pengfei go down so quickly to apologize to you. I want him to suffer all the pain in the world.
This is what he owes us.
The pain of separation from wife and children.
The white-haired man brings suffering to the black-haired man.