"He's currently indulging in a woman and has no interest in managing the conglomerate, which is why I sent you," Qin Jian said.
Qin Xinhui recalled the news he had seen about Qin Beiting and Yu He's marriage on the way back from the airport. He couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust towards Qin Beiting and Yu He's relationship. They had grown up together, and to have such feelings for each other was even more repulsive than homosexuality. At the same time, a sense of lingering fear arose in his heart.
Seeing his hesitation, silence, and a hint of apprehension, Qin Jian continued, "Young Master Hui, think about how they treated you back then? How did they treat Fourth Master and Fourth Madam?"
"Fourth Madam was stoned to death. She lived a glorious life, only to die so humiliatingly. Could she have died with peace in her heart?"
"And Fourth Master and Second Old Madam, they are old and could have lived out their twilight years in peace, but now they are imprisoned, unable to live or die. Are you willing to accept this?"
Qin Xinhui had not forgotten these things; they were just buried deep in his heart, and he dared not touch them again, for he truly feared Qin Beiting. But now that they were brought up one by one, the hatred buried within him surged forth. His face darkened, and his fists clenched.
Seeing this, Qin Jian quickly signaled to Qian Mei.
Qian Mei had always followed Second Old Madam and was a loyal servant to her. Because of Second Old Madam, she had enjoyed a period of influence in the Qin family mansion, relying on her power. However, after Second Old Madam was investigated five years ago, her status in the old mansion plummeted.
Once, even Madam Huang had to show her some respect. The servants in the backyard catered to her and fawned over her. Now, those servants had turned their backs on her, and even the new servants dared to step on her, assigning her the dirtiest and most tiring work.
This disparity was bound to create a sense of loss for Qian Mei, especially since she had grown accustomed to the bribes she had secretly accepted for decades through Second Old Madam.
She had used this illicit income to send her two sons to study abroad, and upon their return, she bought them houses and cars, helped them get married and have children. Both of her sons' families depended on her, and her daughters-in-law and grandchildren all loved and respected her.
But since Second Old Madam's incident, she had stopped receiving bribes. When the funds dried up, both her sons resented her. Even her daughters-in-law, because she couldn't help their husbands pay off gambling debts, threatened divorce. Her grandchildren no longer felt close to her.
Therefore, she hated Yu He. It was because of Yu He that she had fallen into such a predicament!
"Yes, Young Master. Second Old Madam dedicated her life's work to Fourth Master, all to ensure he could become the family head. But it was all ruined by Seventh Master and Yu He!"
"You are now the only hope of the Fourth Branch. But what have you endured these years, tormented by Seventh Master? Are you truly content to let them continue to oppress you? If Second Old Madam were not imprisoned, she would definitely find a way to help you recover and contend for the family head position for Fourth Master."
Qian Mei continued, "Moreover, there are still Fourth Master's people within the group. As long as you wish, and with Seventh Master currently not focused on managing the conglomerate, you can contact them and I believe you can quickly regain a foothold in the conglomerate!"
Qin Xinhui thought of the past five years, living a life half-mad and half-sane, relying on psychiatric medication and doctors. The resentment and anger in his heart grew stronger.
In a fit of rage, he nodded in agreement, "Alright!"
Seeing that he had agreed, Qin Jian and Qian Mei were overjoyed. They immediately arranged for a car to take Qin Xinhui to the conglomerate.
With their individual strength, they could not contend with Qin Beiting and his faction. But by supporting Qin Xinhui, they could rally Qin Yonghao, Madam Huang, and the former associates of Second Old Madam, allowing Qin Xinhui to regain his standing in the Qin family and then overthrow Qin Beiting.
Wasn't this precisely how succession struggles occurred in ancient times?
The two of them plotted schemes in their minds, believing they would soon return to their former glory through Qin Xinhui. However, before the car they arranged to take Qin Xinhui to the conglomerate could even leave the Qin family mansion, it was intercepted by a group of bodyguards in black uniforms who suddenly barged in.
"You..." Qin Jian wanted to ask who they were and how they dared to trespass into the Qin residence. But upon seeing the Yinglong emblem of Xing Que embroidered on their armbands, the words changed, "Is there something you need?"
"Xing Que requests your presence," the leading bodyguard stated coldly. With a wave of his hand, the men behind him immediately surrounded the two cars.
Hearing these words, Qin Jian dared not resist. There were rumors that those invited by Xing Que without an invitation letter never met a good end if they did not cooperate.
He quickly replayed the past few years in his mind. He had been lurking among the collateral branches of the Qin family, enduring humiliation. He had not offended anyone from Xing Que. The only possibility he could think of was that Qin Siye's contacts in Xing Que had noticed their movements and wanted to support them?
Upon seeing the bodyguards in black, Qin Xinhui instinctively began to tremble with fear. He couldn't bear to see such people; he didn't even allow his personal bodyguards to wear black uniforms.
"Young Master, don't be afraid. It should be an elder Qin Siye knows in Xing Que who has invited us," Qian Mei comforted him.
Second Old Madam had mentioned that Qin Siye knew elders in Xing Que and had a good relationship with them. It must be elders from there who wanted to help them!
Hearing Qian Mei's words, Qin Jian's conviction grew. He also tried to placate Qin Xinhui, "Young Master, they are Fourth Master's people, here to help us. It's fine, let's go and see."
Saying this, he smilingly led Qin Xinhui to follow them.
The leading bodyguard had worked in Xing Que for over a decade. Every time he went to apprehend someone, the suspect would resist. This was the first time he had encountered such foolish people who willingly followed.
Three hours later.
Qin Jian and the other two looked at the dark rooms that greeted them instead of the Xing Que gates. They finally realized that something was wrong and tried to resist, but it was too late.
The three were escorted into separate dark rooms, where a judge wearing a bull's head mask sat.
Qian Mei looked at the figure, like a bull-headed and horse-faced demon from the underworld, and swallowed. "Wh-what do you mean?"
The judge tapped the tablet on the table and threw it in front of her, "Is this you?"
Qian Mei took a glance and instantly broke out in a cold sweat, a chilling sensation running down her spine.
The video showed surveillance footage from five years ago of her depositing cash into a bank for her brother. She never expected it to be discovered.
She pinched her thigh, using the pain to remind herself not to panic, and then asked tentatively, "Yes; is there a problem?"
"Who was the money deposited for, and for what purpose?" the judge asked.
Qian Mei replied, "I deposited it for my brother. He wanted to build a house in the countryside, and as a sister, I wanted to give him some financial assistance. It's quite normal, isn't it?"
The judge raised his hand and pressed a button on the table. The black curtain behind him automatically opened, revealing a wall of torture instruments.
"I suggest you think carefully before you answer."