Rebirth: Mr. Fu will not cancel the engagement this time

Gu Jinhe said in a deep voice: "I still say the same thing. If you want to retaliate against me because of this, then you should go find Murong Qingxuan. So many of your brothers died because of him. If you didn't save him, your brothers wouldn't have died."

Murong Chuan was silent for a while, then said: "After all, you still mind that I saved Murong Qingxuan, right?"

Hearing this, Gu Jinhe's face turned cold: "Shouldn't I mind?"

If Murong Chuan hadn't suddenly intervened, Murong Qingxuan's funeral would have been over by now.

The inheritance of the Qing generation between her and Murong Qingxuan will also end here.

She would not have to go through the succession competition after the age of 28.

At the finishing touch, Murong Qingxuan did not die because of the appearance of Murong Chuan.

Seeing that Gu Jinhe seemed to really mind this matter, Murong Chuan laughed and said, "But what can I do? I really don't want to sit on that chair, so Murong Qingxuan can't die for the time being."

Gu Jinhe's brows were colder: "Have you ever thought about the possibility that after Murong Qingxuan dies, I will not take that position, and the inheritance right will be transferred to the Murong family's side branch."

"And you are the most prestigious person in the side branch. You will have to sit there even if you don't want to."

Murong Chuan hissed, suppressed the smile on his face, and after pondering for a moment, seemed to be thinking about the truthfulness of Gu Jinhe's words.

Murong Chuan knew that Gu Jinhe really didn't want to inherit the position of head of the Murong family, otherwise he would not have chosen this time to kill Murong Qingxuan.

Murong Chuan felt that what Gu Jinhe said would indeed happen, because if Murong Qingxuan really died at this time, the Murong family would immediately select the two most outstanding people from the side branches to inherit the Qing generation.

And he was the first person to bear the brunt.

Although Murong Chuan didn't want to admit it, this was the fact.

Murong Chuan looked at Gu Jinhe, and after a few seconds of silence, he said, "Now that you put it, it seems like we are in the same boat."

I just don’t want to sit on that chair, and I don’t want to be trapped in Murong’s house.

Murong Chuan frowned and asked, "Do you have a way to solve this problem?"

The reason why he decided to save Murong Qingxuan was actually very simple. He just didn't want to inherit the Qing generation of the Murong family, nor did he want to fight to the death with anyone from the side branch.

At the same time, I also want to see who will come out on top in the future fight between Murong Qingxuan and Gu Jinhe.

Gu Jinhe raised her eyebrows, a little surprised by Murong Chuan's directness. She said, "I need to see your sincerity."

Murong Chuan: "What sincerity do you want to see? The next time you kill Murong Qingxuan, I will stay away from you?"

Gu Jinhe's tone faded: "This is the only chance I had. It's also because Murong Qingxuan was too conceited and arrogant, and he didn't guard against me. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been fooled so easily. But there won't be another chance."

"After this lesson, Murong Qingxuan will definitely bring enough people with him when he goes out in the future, and he will be most vigilant against me."

It is almost impossible to have such a good opportunity again.

Murong Chuan also thought of this. He raised his hand and touched his nose. His eyes flickered as he said, "I originally came to you to ask you not to fight with Murong Qingxuan again before you are 28 years old."

But now it seems that there is no need at all.

Since Gu Jinhe doesn't even dream of being the head of the Murong family, he can kill Murong Qingxuan at any time.

The prerequisite is that she can kill Murong Qingxuan, and this only chance to easily get rid of Murong Qingxuan was inadvertently blocked by him.

When Murong Chuan thought of this, he felt more and more that he seemed to have done something wrong, but he would never admit it.

He said: "This request is not necessary now, so."

"You should compensate me for the money."

"..."

Gu Jinhe glanced at him and said coldly, "How much do you want?"

Murong Chuan stretched out a finger: "One life, ten million."

Gu Jinhe nodded: "Deal."

Murong Chuan then said: "Can you tell me your solution now?"

Gu Jinhe turned his gaze to the grill in front of him. The aroma of barbecue in the air became stronger, and at this time, the barbecue was already cooked.

Soon, a bodyguard moved quickly and used a dagger to cut the roast chicken and roast rabbit into thin slices and put them on plates, then divided them into two plates.

After each plate was half filled, the two plates were handed to the square table next to Gu Jinhe.

And two pairs of chopsticks were placed aside.

Murong Chuan looked at the fragrant barbecue in front of him and felt hungry. Seeing two pairs of chopsticks on the table, he reached out and picked up the chopsticks, said a word of thanks to Gu Jinhe, and then began to eat with relish.

Gu Jinhe watched his movements and said, "Aren't you afraid that I'll poison it?"

Murong Chuan swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "You are not that kind of person."

Gu Jinhe's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she looked at Murong Chuan. At this moment, his attention was focused on the two plates of barbecue in front of him, and the words just now seemed to be just spoken casually.

But she knew that Murong Chuan was definitely not such a person. Although his attitude would change, he was not a fool.

If Gu Jinhe was really someone who would poison the barbecue, he would not have come alone, and he certainly would not have sat opposite Gu Jinhe, tasting the snacks on the plate, and then asking her who the cook was after tasting them.

Murong Chuan took a sip and said to Gu Jinhe, "You should try it too. It tastes really good. I didn't expect the pheasants and rabbits in the mountains to taste so good."

Gu Jinhe tasted only one piece of each and then put down his chopsticks.

Seeing that she ate so little and seemed not ready to eat any more, Murong Chuan ate all the remaining barbecue.

When I finally put down my chopsticks, I leaned back on my chair, touching my stomach and sighed, "This atmosphere, this feeling, really feels like an outing."

In fact, over the years, Murong Chuan rarely had time to relax like this.

When he was at Murong's house, he had to be on guard against someone trying to harm him from behind all the time, but for some reason, he didn't have such a vigilant thought in front of Gu Jinhe.

It seemed that in his heart, he felt that Gu Jinhe would not do anything to hurt him.

Such an idea is actually very scary. While eating barbecue, Murong Chuan was still thinking that if Gu Jinhe asked the bodyguards to shoot him at this time, he would definitely not have a chance to avoid it.

But he just ate in such a relaxed manner, allowing himself to be in the sight of the bodyguards.

If they had all pointed their guns at him at this time, he would have been shot into a sieve.

But Gu Jinhe did not let him down. She did not do anything. On the contrary, after he came here, he ate her snacks and her barbecue, and she did not say anything.