A whirlwind marriage leads to doting affection; the husband pampers her every night.

Chapter 259 Call the Police

The old man knew that his youngest son had always been very ambitious, but over the years he had done a good job with the company. In the business world, sometimes you have to be ruthless to achieve great things. He was getting old and was gradually losing his strength, so he would hand the company over to his son sooner or later.

Although Old Master Qin didn't quite approve of Qin Yu's methods of handling things over the years, he remained silent, which was tantamount to acquiescing to his actions.

However, he never expected that the accident that happened years ago was actually caused by his youngest son.

However, Old Master Qin still had his own selfish motives and wanted to protect Qin Yu.

He shouted at Qin Yu, "Kneel down!"

Qin Yu became obedient at this moment. After Old Master Qin spoke, he obediently rolled down.

"Butler, bring me a stick," Old Master Qin called out to the butler.

The butler hesitated for a moment in the distance, but still found the old man's cane.

The old man used this stick often when he was young. It was used on Qin Yu and Qin Heng quite a few times back then, and later Qin Yifeng and Qin Yiche also got hit by it a few times.

However, those were all things from their childhood.

For over ten years, this stick had been kept in the storage room and had never been used.

The butler's hand trembled slightly as he handed it over. Qin Yu was almost sixty; he probably couldn't withstand being hit with such a thick stick.

Grandpa Qin took the stick, raised his hand, and swung it at Qin Yu's back without hesitation.

Qin Yifeng immediately threw himself on Qin Yu's back, taking the solid blow for him. He then groaned and hugged his father, refusing to move aside.

It must be said that although Qin Yu himself is not a good person, he has raised his son quite well.

Old Master Qin glared at Qin Yifeng and said sternly, "Get out of the way."

Qin Yifeng endured the pain in his back and looked at the old man. "Grandpa, he's my dad. He's too old to take your beating. If you want to hit him, hit me instead. I'll take it for my dad."

Mo Ze watched the touching father-son scene with a blank expression, showing no sign of sympathy. He kept his eyes fixed on the old man, waiting to see how he would handle the situation.

Mr. Qin helped Mrs. Qin stand aside, without even glancing in their direction.

So this is what hatred his brothers harbored for him—it was murder! Even Qin's father didn't speak well of Qin Yu.

Thinking of the trauma he and his wife had suffered over the years, he simply couldn't bring himself to plead for them.

Grandpa Qin continued to yell at Qin Yifeng, "Yifeng, get out of the way. Your father should bear the consequences of his mistakes. You can't do this for him."

Qin Yifeng still stood in front of Qin Yu, refusing to leave, protecting his own father.

Qin Yu, being astute, understood the old man's unspoken meaning. He knew that the old man still wanted to protect him. Although so much time had passed since the incident, if it were to be brought to the forefront, it wouldn't just be a matter of getting a few beatings from his father.

He might end up in jail at his age.

That kid Moze seems to have come fully prepared; he definitely won't let this go easily. We need to give him an explanation.

As for his elder brother and sister-in-law, the old man couldn't show too much favoritism. He knew very well that he would have to take the blame himself.

"Ah Feng, go to the side," Qin Yu said to Qin Yifeng.

Qin Yifeng still refused to leave.

"Get out of here!" Qin Yu shouted.

Qin Yifeng paused for a moment, then slowly released his grip and left Qin Yu's side. The moment he left, Old Master Qin's cane struck Qin Yu.

Although the old man was old, he was still very strong. He raised the stick and hit Qin Yu hard, about ten times in total. Qin Yu fell to the ground, badly injured.

Grandpa Qin didn't throw the stick to the ground until he was panting heavily. Qin Yu, who was kneeling on the ground, couldn't stay still and fell to the side.

Qin Yifeng rushed to help him up, "Dad, are you alright?"

Qin Yu was wearing a suit and shirt, but his back was split open, revealing a bloody wound.

"I'll remove you from your position as chairman of the Qin Group. You need to reflect on what you've done," the old man said to Qin Yu, who was lying on the ground, as he calmed his breathing.

It seems that this matter has been resolved.

For murder for money, a beating and a dismissal are all it takes to resolve the matter.

Qin Yifeng prepared to help Qin Yu to her room to rest and apply medicine, and to find a doctor to check the injury on her back.

After being hit so many times, Qin Yu was in a semi-conscious state.

The old man naturally acquiesced to this behavior and told Qin Yu to go back to rest and receive treatment.

Mo Ze had no intention of letting it go so easily; Qin Yiche had been stabbed and almost died.

As Qin Yifeng helped Qin Yu to his feet, he took a step forward, once again blocking the other's attempt to leave.

"Wait a minute," Moze interrupted the exciting scene.

He glanced at the semi-conscious Qin Yu, but felt no emotion whatsoever.

Turning to look at Old Master Qin, she sneered, "Grandpa, you don't actually think this matter is over and done with, do you?"

Grandpa Qin looked at Mo Ze, his grandson whom he had only found after more than thirty years. For the first time, he was stunned by the other's overly cold gaze and trembled.

"What's done is done, and I will do my best to make it up to those who deserve it." The old man said, looking at Mr. and Mrs. Qin. His words of compensation were directed at them.

"As for the mistakes your uncle made back then, I have already punished him. Even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected. Your father and your uncle are brothers. I can't let your uncle atone with his death. Besides, you are still alive. You didn't cause any real harm, and you didn't actually kill anyone."

The old man's words clearly indicated his intention to protect his own.

Moze's cold gaze made his blue pupils appear even more devoid of warmth, especially since blue is inherently cold.

He nodded and said, "Whether a crime was committed or not is not for you to decide, Grandpa, nor is whether harm was caused. After all, you weren't the one who got hurt."

"Then what do you want to do?" Old Master Qin asked Mo Ze in a displeased tone, as if he were fearless.

Mo Ze maintained his elegant demeanor as a gentleman, but the words that came out of his mouth were utterly ruthless.

“It’s not something I can do just because I want to,” Mo Ze said, then paused and added, “Of course, this kind of thing should be left to the police to handle, and how they decide to handle it is up to them.”

"Do you really have to go this far?" Old Master Qin questioned.

Mo Ze smiled slightly, then looked up, his smile fading. "Yes."

"You..." Old Master Qin was so angry that he pointed at Mo Ze for a long time without saying a word.

The next second, Moze dialed the police in front of everyone...