Beautiful CEO's Top Expert-Chapter 893: Eliminate the Lin Family First, Then Remove the Ji Family

Chapter 893: Chapter 893: Eliminate the Lin Family First, Then Remove the Ji Family

Qin Pojun let out a faint sigh, then slowly placed the hoe he was holding onto the ground and walked out of the vegetable garden.

Just after stepping out of the garden, Qin Pojun saw a stylishly dressed, stunning woman!

The woman wore a beige, waist-cinching dress that accentuated her curvaceous figure completely. Her slender stiletto heels further highlighted her tall and elegant stature.

The woman was beautiful—willow-shaped eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, skin as smooth and fair as jade, appearing no more than in her prime years!

Yet, at this moment, frost covered her glistening, jade-like cheek, and her almond eyes carried a sheen of mist, though more prominent was the fury burning within them!

Yes, fury—

The anger surging in her eyes resembled a blazing fire capable of torching one’s soul.

As her gaze landed on Qin Pojun, dressed in simple linen, emerging from the garden, she instantly bit her teeth and demanded, "Why didn’t you save him?"

"Why? Tell me—why?"

With that, tears within the woman’s almond eyes could no longer be held back; they flowed freely, streaming down her milky-white cheeks.

As he faced this lioness of a woman, Qin Po let out a bitter laugh, slowly lifting his feet to step toward her.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Pojun was now before her, extending his hand to gently wipe away the tear marks from her cheeks.

The motion was unspeakably gentle.

"Look at you—if anyone else were to see this, wouldn’t they burst into laughter?" Qin Pojun gazed at her tenderly and dotingly, saying, "Don’t cry, alright?"

Upon hearing Qin Pojun’s soft words near her ears, the woman immediately threw herself into his arms, crying, "Dad, why won’t you save Xunhuan? Why? Why?"

This woman was none other than Qin Rumeng.

In the entire Qin family, only Qin Rumeng dared to speak to Qin Pojun like this—no one else, absolutely no one!

Qin Pojun gently stroked Qin Rumeng’s jet-black hair and said softly, "Alright, darling, stop crying. If you cry any longer, you’ll turn into a little kitten!"

"Dad... tell me—are you really not going to save Xunhuan anymore?"

As she spoke, Qin Rumeng pulled herself away from Qin Pojun, her bright eyes entirely blurred by the veil of mist.

"Are you going to search for someone else instead?" Qin Pojun asked softly.

"Yes!"

"Darling, they’re not going to take such a matter into their own hands, and you know this!" Qin Pojun sighed faintly and said, "When your grandfather was alive, if you spoke up, no one would dismiss you!"

"But now... it’s difficult!" Qin Pojun said earnestly with a serious expression, "You’ve grown older now; you’ve understood the meaning of ’people leave, and tea cools’!"

"They may pamper you, indulging your every word without question, but only when it doesn’t violate their principles or touch their interests!

"No one challenges you; their children are even freely bullied by you without daring to retaliate—not out of guilt or gratitude, but because they know that if anyone dares criticize you, countless others would leap forward to condemn and confront him, even striking under the banner of ’standing up for you.’"

Qin Rumeng pressed her lips tightly together, for she knew everything Qin Pojun had described. She flourished endlessly in the capital.

Yet deep down, Qin Rumeng understood she merely thrived beneath her ancestors’ shadow—alive only as a pawn to manage others.

Touching her would mean estranging countless people—those figures would all rise up! Furthermore, some might even seize the chance to gain advantages for themselves!

Frankly speaking, Qin Rumeng was like a deposed Crown Prince from the imperial family.

The emperor couldn’t touch her—doing so would provoke mass rebellion!

Thus, in the capital, Qin Rumeng could summon wind and rain at her whim, and no one dared treat her otherwise.

"Now, given the uproar over the young man’s issue, do you really think pleading with them would get them to agree?" Qin Pojun sighed helplessly and said, "Your grandfather entrusted you to us before his last breath—to look after you, not to handle that young man’s burdens!"

"If it were for you, no one would dare refuse... but this is different!"

"Dad..."

"You coming to me—well, that means you haven’t sought out anyone else yet. I’m telling you this to keep you from going!" Qin Pojun declared resolutely and firmly, "Your spine must not bend!"

"You are not just Qin Rumeng—you are the descendant of the Military Soul. The Military Soul’s spine must never bow!"

Faced with Qin Pojun’s impassioned words, Qin Rumeng, her tearful face blurred, whispered, "Dad—if you won’t save him, I will! I refuse to believe they would dare kill me!"

"You little brat..." Qin Pojun sighed helplessly. "It seems that anyone seeking to harm that boy must first walk over your dead body..."

"I promised Auntie—no one could touch him!" Qin Rumeng said, her tone heavy with conviction. "Just tell me—will you save him or not?"

"Darling... Look at the situation now—"

"I know the situation! It’s nothing more than Qin House being pushed to the forefront while others watch intently for flaws!"

"Saving Xunhuan would mean paying a steep price—perhaps a price beyond anyone’s tolerance!"

"Exactly!"

"So, you’re saying you won’t save him?" Qin Rumeng widened her eyes, glaring venomously at Qin Pojun, as though ready to devour him.

Seeing Qin Rumeng’s deadly expression, Qin Pojun let out a bitter laugh. "If I said no, would you tear down my house?"

"Yes!"

"You’d destroy my home—how could I refuse?" Qin Pojun said wearily.

Hearing Qin Pojun’s words, Qin Rumeng froze, stunned for a several heartbeats before slowly recovering herself. "Dad—you... you mean it?"

"He’s my grandson too." Qin Pojun sighed deeply. "If someone wants him dead... how could I possibly sit idly by?"

"But the current situation is chaotic—far too known—a single mistake could trigger a chain reaction. It requires careful consideration!"

The current state of affairs severely disadvantaged Ye Xunhuan, with concrete evidence and overwhelming public scrutiny.

If the Qin family intervened forcefully, matters could easily spiral in the opposite direction—this was precisely why Qin Pojun had remained homebound.

It wasn’t due to lack of desire to shield Ye Xunhuan—it was about waiting for the right moment!

"Dad—then, what should we do?"

"Darling—let me ask you, do you dare face death for this?"

"If it comes to saving Xunhuan, so be it—I’m not afraid!"

"Good!" Qin Pojun said firmly. "Then take a barrel of gasoline and head over to Sheng Tianyin’s house!"

"What for?" Qin Rumeng asked, utterly perplexed.

"If the Sheng family refuses your plea, you’ll threaten them with your life! I refuse to believe Sheng Tianyin would let you die!"

"Once Sheng and Qin families join forces, we’ll crush the Lin family first, then remove the Ji family!"

Qin Pojun’s eyes suddenly gleamed with a savage glint.

This aged warrior, who once fought alongside the founding emperor, now displayed the ferocious, bloodthirsty wrath of his battlefield days!