Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

As distinguished guests, the Wen family was invited by Mrs. Qin to stay at the Qin family manor, in the guest room closest to the main house.

The wheelchair stopped in front of the window. Wen Can looked at the brightly lit main house and the servants coming and going, wondering what he was thinking.

Wen Rong came up behind him, holding a teacup, sipping the tea slowly while saying with a hint of gloating, "Those two brothers are from the Huo family. They are said to have very difficult personalities. The elder brother is a quick-witted and smiling tiger, while the younger brother has a bad temper and will fight at the slightest disagreement. I'm afraid Mrs. Qin will have a headache now."

"The Huo family?" Wen Can asked calmly.

"Nangang doesn't have much contact with us, and I only recently investigated. Unlike the old noble Qin family, which has deep roots, the Huo family is a nouveau riche. They started from scratch decades ago by relying on the black industry. Their family has not yet been completely cleansed, but it is convenient for the Qin family to drive them. They don't feel humiliated and are willing to be dogs for the Qin family, doing dirty work for them in exchange for various opportunities to follow them and eat soup. Over the years, they have accumulated a lot of capital and have developed into a well-known family in Nangang."

Wen Rong was quite interested. It was rare for his all-round son to come across something he didn't know, so he explained it to him more carefully and even gently. As he spoke, he felt as if he had regained the feeling of telling stories to his young son when he was young, and he felt a mixed feeling of emotion in his heart.

"The Huo family is large. The old man who is in charge of the family now has several brothers. Each of these brothers has many women and children, and they are all dedicated to working for the family. They are obviously a very ambitious family, and there is no internal fighting. They all work together. In such a family, among the twenty or so young people, there is only one girl, Huo Qingyun, and the rest are all boys. You can imagine how high Huo Qingyun's status and value are."

Wen Rong also looked at the brightly lit main house over there, and said with a half-smile, "There are many people in Nangang who want to marry Huo Qingyun, but I don't know what's wrong with Huo Qingyun. She insisted on marrying Qin Wu at such a young age, and she did a lot of ridiculous things for him. Although this is exactly what the Qin family wants - compared to others, they are of course more willing to marry Huo Qingyun to Qin Wu as Mrs. Qin, but this does not mean that they have no opinion on Qin Wu at all."

"In the past, no matter how absurd and troublesome Huo Qingyun was, she was willing to be lowly, and the Huo family could not say anything. But this time, Huo Qingyun followed Mrs. Qin to Yuzhou, and not only did she end up in the hospital, she was also sent to the police station. The Huo family will definitely take this opportunity to make trouble for them, whether it is to compensate them or to vent their anger. In short, the grievances they have felt for so many years will not be so easy to dispel."

"For this," Wen Rong suddenly turned his eyes and looked at Wen Can, "you have to thank your ex-girlfriend - I don't know where she got the courage from."

Although Wen Can listened to his words in silence, there was no interest on his face. He just said "boring" and turned away.

Wen Rong sighed at his back: "I don't know what you are interested in now."

After Wen Can left, Wen Rong turned to look out the window again, a smile mixed with resentment and excitement flashed across his face: "It would be best to tear a piece of meat off the Qin family and let that arrogant boy fall flat on his face."

·

Unfortunately, it was different from what he thought.

The Huo brothers sat in the Qin family's main residence for an hour. It was said that Qin Wu, who had somewhere else to go temporarily, never came back.

Seeing that the smile on Huo Da's face was getting brighter and brighter, Huo Er's face was covered with layers of frost, and Mrs. Qin's smile could no longer be maintained.

Just as I was about to say something nice, I heard a long sigh.

"never mind."

The man smiled regretfully: "Awu is always busy, we all know that, it seems that we can't wait today, but we don't have time tomorrow..."

He pondered over it, and then suddenly an idea came to him and he turned his head to look at Mrs. Qin: "I heard that the Qin family is going to hold an auction in these two days? Why don't we meet Awu at the auction?"

"..."Mrs. Qin's face froze.

If the Huo Qingyun incident hadn't happened, they would definitely send an invitation to the Huo family, but...

Her eyes slowly swept over the pair of brothers with very different styles - the lights in the room were bright, the shadows of the furniture and decorations were deep and shallow, the blossoming smiles and the frosty gazes were the opposite of each other, and something sharp and cold forced into her eyes, forcing her to nod reluctantly.

"I'll tell him when Satoru comes back."

"it is good."

The man stood up with a smile on his face, his suit drooping down, and he bent his neck quite elegantly: "Then we won't disturb Madam's beauty sleep today."

"Let's go, Alang."

Huo Er stood up and glanced expressionlessly at Mrs. Qin who also stood up. He took something out of his arms and placed it on the coffee table.

Huo Da, who had just walked two steps ahead, stopped and turned around and said, "By the way, this is the gift we brought back for you from Yuzhou. After all, Madam, you gave us such a big surprise, right? We have to think about reciprocity."

"Then I'll be waiting for your invitation."

The two shark-like brothers left.

Mrs. Qin returned to the room and breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as she sat down on the sofa, she gasped and stood up suddenly.

On the coffee table, the gift left by Huo Er was flashing a cold light under the light - it was a black pistol.

Mrs. Qin's pupils narrowed and she picked up the gun with trembling hands, only to find that it was not a real gun, but a lifelike toy.

After several ups and downs in her mood, she finally couldn't help but smash the thing out.

"How dare two dogs be so arrogant!"

Her chest rose and fell sharply for a moment, and she shouted in a state of collapse: "Where on earth is Wu at this late hour?!"

·

On this turbulent night, Ye Kong fell asleep early in the small house surrounded by flowers in the slums, unaware of how many people were staying up all night for her - or perhaps she knew but was indifferent.

The cell phone she placed beside the bed glowed faintly in the night.

On the sleeping screen, among countless complex information and data, there is an inconspicuous small program running silently.

At the same time, in a shabby hotel closest to Xieyang Road, someone was sitting cross-legged on the bed with headphones on, staring at the tortuous route on the computer.

She didn't know how long she hadn't slept. There were two thick dark circles under her eyes, but she didn't feel sleepy at all. She looked at the data and lines in the computer as if she were an enemy.

At the same time, the screen of another computer beside her legs was filled with all the information she had found about the address.

Xieyang Road, although it has such a nice name, is actually a slum near the dock. Those who live there are either old fishermen or porters, and there are even illegal residents.

Miss Hacker couldn't figure it out anyway. Why would that damn heartless guy who had been rich since childhood go straight to that kind of place when he came to Nangang? And even live there?

How did she know someone living in the South Port slums? How did they meet? How deep is their relationship? Is it really safe?

……

How many secrets does she still have that she doesn't know? ! ! !

The hacker lady slapped her thigh and stared at the computer fiercely, as if she wanted to see from the regularly flashing red dot into the head of the person represented by the red dot.