Beautiful CEO's Top Expert-Chapter 921 - 0: Going to Chat with Ye Xunhuan

Early the next morning, just as dawn was breaking, news of Lin Zhennan’s death had already spread across the upper echelons of the capital.

Or rather, it started circulating last night, though only within certain circles.

After all, the commotion caused by Ye Xunhuan and Yuan Shu’s fight the previous night was significant, naturally alerting the Lin family servants, ensuring the news would spread.

But by this morning, the news of Lin Zhennan’s death began to ripple throughout the capital.

Qin Family of the Capital!

Qin Potian, upon hearing the news of Lin Zhennan’s death, showed neither surprise nor emotion, as if to him, it was merely the death of an unfamiliar, unrelated figure.

His heart, tempered by the years, was completely unmoved.

Qin Pojun sat calmly on the stone bench in the courtyard, sipping fragrant tea, as tranquil and serene as a still lake.

Who knows how much time had passed when soft footsteps finally broke the courtyard’s peace.

In the next moment, a middle-aged man appeared, walking in from outside.

The man stood around 1.8 meters tall, slightly burly and strong. He carried himself with a proud demeanor, his strides steady, exuding an air of restraint.

Moments later, the man stopped by Qin Pojun’s side. "Father..."

"Sit," Qin Pojun gestured to the stone bench in front of him, his tone unhurried.

Upon hearing Qin Pojun’s words, Qin Shuheng unceremoniously took the seat opposite his father.

After sitting down, Qin Shuheng immediately spoke: "Father, old Lin is dead..."

"I already know," Qin Pojun replied indifferently.

"A lot of people are saying it was our Qin family’s doing!"

"Do you intend to silence every wagging tongue?" Qin Pojun took a sip of tea and said softly, "What others wish to say is their business. No one can stop them!"

"That may be true, but..."

"Let them say what they want. Our Qin family acts with integrity and sits upright!" Qin Pojun said nonchalantly, "Why trouble yourself with all that?"

"But Father, while it’s true our family didn’t do this, what if it were Ye Xunhuan..."

As he spoke, unease flashed across Qin Shuheng’s face.

"Him?" Qin Pojun chuckled lightly. "So what if it’s him?"

"Father, you know what I’m getting at..."

"Shuheng, he is your nephew, my grandson. We are close blood relatives. Do you understand?" Qin Pojun said with significance.

"Father, that brat is too much trouble..."

"Young people, they’re often unaware of their limitations. Stirring up some trouble is normal. If a young man spent his days idling about and harassing decent women, wouldn’t it be better for him to stir up some trouble instead?" Qin Pojun said softly. "Besides, being able to cause such trouble is a skill in itself, isn’t it?"

For a moment, Qin Shuheng was at a loss for words.

In Qin Pojun’s eyes, the trouble caused by Ye Xunhuan was, absurdly enough, considered a skill?

On second thought, it wasn’t entirely wrong—indeed, it was a feat. How many of his peers could drive the Lin family to such desperation, even leading to Lin Zhennan’s death?

"Father, isn’t this just indulging him?"

Qin Pojun chuckled lightly. "Shuheng, if my grandson possessed such skill, I’d personally clean up his mess. As for Ye Xunhuan, I haven’t even intervened..."

Qin Shuheng once again found himself unsure what to say.

"This Mid-Autumn Festival, that boy will bring his wife back home. Then we can all sit together for a gathering. You haven’t seen much of him, so take this opportunity to meet him..."

"Father, you’re letting him return to the Qin family?" Qin Shuheng’s eyes widened instantly.

"Why not?"

"Father, what are you thinking?" Qin Shuheng suddenly became agitated. "As if Rumo occupying Fenghua Group wasn’t bad enough, now you want him to return to the Qin family. This..."

"Fenghua Group belongs to Fenghuang. Passing it to Rumo to oversee on behalf of her son is only natural. If any of you are capable, take it from her hands—I wouldn’t object!" Qin Pojun softly cut him off. "Ye Xunhuan is Fenghuang’s child, my grandson. He carries the blood of our Qin family. Why shouldn’t he return to the Qin family?"

"But he’s someone whose father is... unknown..."

"What are you trying to say?" Qin Pojun’s gentle expression instantly hardened.

Seeing this hint of anger on his father’s face, Qin Shuheng immediately realized he had misspoken!

"Father, I strongly oppose his return to the Qin family. Besides, I know you’ve always doted on eldest sister and intended for her to inherit the family. But she passed away early. Now you want him back, clearly with some ulterior motive. If you’re planning to pass the leadership of the family to an outsider, don’t just expect me to oppose it—the rest of the family won’t stand for it either!" Qin Shuheng said coldly.

Qin Pojun’s deep fondness for Qin Fenghuang was no secret. He had hinted multiple times about passing the family leadership to her.

This had already caused dissatisfaction within the Qin family, as many felt Qin Fenghuang, being a woman, was unfit to become Family Head.

Fortunately, Qin Fenghuang’s early passing thwarted Qin Pojun’s plan. Now, bringing Ye Xunhuan back—was this not a blatant attempt at skipping generations to transfer the succession?

"Father, I have other matters to attend to, so I won’t disturb your peace any longer!"

With that, Qin Shuheng got up to leave.

However, after taking two steps, Qin Shuheng seemed to remember something and turned back to Qin Pojun. "Mid-Autumn Festival, I have plans and won’t be able to spend the holiday with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Shuheng turned and left.

Qin Pojun remained indifferent to Shuheng’s resentful and disrespectful attitude, as though unbothered, leaving one to wonder what the old man was truly thinking.

"That boy has guts, managing to kill someone right under Shu Mountain’s noses!"

He smirked with unmistakable pride on his face—a pride for his grandson.

Though Qin Pojun lacked concrete evidence to implicate Ye Xunhuan, there seemed little doubt that Lin Zhennan’s death was his doing. Who else had the motive?

In the next moment, Qin Pojun’s pride faded, replaced by a wave of sorrow. "Coming to the capital, yet not visiting home!"

He sighed deeply.

Meanwhile, the entire Lin family was shrouded in overwhelming grief. The faces of all Lin family members were etched with sorrow.

The Lin family’s situation was already precarious. Now, with Lin Zhennan dead, the family’s standing in the capital would inevitably plummet!

This was far from favorable news for the Lin family members.

Watching the miserable expressions of the Lin household, Yuan Feng and Feng Ya felt a complex mix of emotions.

They had never expected Ye Xunhuan to strike nor anticipated the terrifying figure by Ye Xunhuan’s side who killed even Yuan Shu.

Was provoking Ye Xunhuan and coveting the Taiji Seal ultimately a blessing or a curse?

Yuan Feng sighed softly and glanced at Feng Ya, "You stay here. I’ll go find Ye Xunhuan for a talk..."