There Was No One In The Qin Family Who Didn’t Wish To Murder Yin Mobei

Compared to the Luo family, whose wealth had only lasted a generation, the Qin family had a rich history with regard to Tong City.

The roots of the Qin family could even be traced back to the Ming dynasty.

They were undoubtedly an honorable family with a good lineage.

Qin Su was the future successor of the Qin family.

What Yin Mobei did was the ultimate humiliation to any successor of a wealthy family. Any counterattacks by the Qin family in Tong City had been thoroughly squashed by Yin Mobei. By this time, he had long since eradicated them cleanly.

After being taken away by him, Qin Su had not been able to return to her own home ever since.

"Have you never thought of how much of a compromise Susu has endured to ensure your safety?" Luo Nanchu asked as she looked down and rubbed the cool ceramic of the bottles. "What will she do if something happens to all of you?"

"Chuchu, let me ask you then—if a day comes when your family is humiliated like this, what would you do?" Qin Luohuan's lowered voice was full of repressed emotions, yet she still sounded aggrieved.

That night, the news of Qin Su being r*ped by Yin Mobei spread throughout the entire city. None of the entertainment outlets and newspapers reported this, yet all of Tong City knew about Yin Mobei r*ping the eldest daughter of Mayor Qin.

The hatred that the Qin family had for him would turn into a generational feud.

Luo Nanchu curled up her fists tightly. Her heart was in so much pain that she could not breathe properly. She could not imagine how it would feel to experience the thing that Qin Luohuan described. She was unable to imagine how much hatred the Qin family had for Yin Mobei.

This kind of hatred could only be cured by spilling blood.

There was no one in the Qin Family who didn't wish to murder Yin Mobei.

However, no one in the Qin family could kill Yin Mobei either.

He, an illegitimate son of the Yin family, had climbed up to its apex and had long since outgrown being the skinny and lowly youngster that followed behind Qin Su.

Qin Su and Yin Mobei's relationship was akin to that of the Farmer and the Viper[1.The Farmer and the Viper is a fable about a farmer who finds a viper freezing in the snow. Taking pity on it, he picks it up and places it within his coat. The viper, revived by the warmth, bites his rescuer, who dies realizing that it is his own fault.] or Mr. Dong Guo and the Wolf1.

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Upon pushing the door open, Luo Nanchu caught the faint smell of tobacco in the hotel room. She paused in her steps for a moment and hid the bottles that Qin Luohuan had given her in her purse before reaching up to turn on the lights.

A hand suddenly grabbed her wrist as a warm body pressed against her, trapping her between him and the wall.

"Where did you go, hm?"

He smelled faintly of cologne. Luo Nanchu heard the hint of a threat carried by his low voice. When she slid her hand out of his grasp, he held her waist instead. His warm hands seemed to be blazing with heat, burning the area where he touched her.

"I didn't go anywhere. I just walked around randomly," Luo Nanchu replied mildly as she reached out to turn on the lights.

Fu Tingyuan's handsome visage could now be seen, and his profound gaze landed on her face.

She really did look tired and had no energy to feign civility. If Fu Tingyuan had cared about her even slightly, he would have known about her relationship with the Qin family; after all, at the start of their marriage, Luo Nanchu and Qin Su had interacted with each other frequently.

However, he had not bothered to understand her then.

And right now, she had long since lost the urge to tell him about her past.

Fu Tingyuan stared at her.

Her dainty and lovable face was fragmented with weariness. Her wanness looked a little pitiable.

"What happened?" He raised a hand, brushed it across her face, and realized that she felt a little cold.

She shook her head and replied, "I'm just tired. I want to sleep."

Fu Tingyuan paused for a moment, released his hand, and gently kissed her face.

"Rest well," he murmured.

He was unexpectedly tender, and Luo Nanchu was slightly stunned by this before breaking out in laughter.

Lifting her head, she said charmingly, "Thank you, President Fu."