The School Beauty's Super Rogue-Chapter 239 - 237: Cleaning Up the Remnants

Yu Dongling gently shook her head in Qin Hao’s embrace, then, as her memory stretched far back, she slowly said, "I don’t hate him, how could I hate him? Even though he used me, treated me as bait. But he was also there, I know he never intended to hurt me."

"Although I don’t know what kind of business he was involved in, I remember that when I was young, all the friends who tried to get close to me eventually stayed far away, and those who wanted to bully me either transferred schools or mysteriously disappeared, never to be seen again."

"When I grew up a bit more, I could guess a little. To others, my father wasn’t a good person. He was even a heinous scoundrel who made people grit their teeth in anger."

"But I know, he was actually a very foolish person, always stubbornly sticking to his set of values, always hoping to teach me to be cold-blooded and ruthless. But he himself was always willing to let others use him as a tool because of some trivial favor in the past."

"Because of him, I hardly had any friends growing up; anyone who got close to me would be warned off by him. He used his own methods to protect me all along."

"Even if he deceived me, I am willing to believe him. Because I know, he would never harm me."

"My father wasn’t a good person, but he gave all his goodness to me. Even if the whole world hated him, I would never hate him."

"He was a good father!"

Yu Dongling’s voice was soft but firm.

Hearing this, Qin Hao managed a faint smile of relief. If Yu Qing knew this in the afterlife, he might be able to close his eyes peacefully now.

After Yu Dongling finished speaking, she remained silent for a long time, then wiped a tear and quietly said, "But now, I no longer have a father, no one will protect me anymore."

As she spoke, her tone turned to sobbing, and tears flowed once more.

Feeling Yu Dongling’s fragility and helplessness in his embrace, Qin Hao held her tightly and said, in a quiet yet equally firm voice:

"Don’t worry, from now on, I will protect you."

Yu Dongling was momentarily stunned, then nodded lightly and continued leaning into Qin Hao’s embrace. The two of them stayed silently holding each other like this.

It wasn’t until very late that Qin Hao sent the now emotionally composed Yu Dongling back to her home. At this time, Yu Qing’s wife still wasn’t aware of his passing.

Qin Hao escorted Yu Dongling to her mother’s side, then turned and got in the car.

He watched from a distance as Yu Dongling and her mother, the two women relying on each other, walked into the house. He let out another long sigh from his heart.

Next, he needed to quickly deal with the remnants of Yu Qing’s power.

Now that Yu Qing was dead, his legacy had become a mess. His subordinates might not remain loyal to Yu Qing and stay on the same side.

With no leader, if Qin Hao didn’t act quickly to consolidate and handle these affairs, the Blood Leaf Killer Group would intervene and once again support a new Yu Qing.

At that time, the best outcome for Yu Qing’s now unsupported mother and daughter would be eviction, homelessness. And in a worse scenario, it’s possible that the mother and daughter could become slaves.

After all, the underworld has always been a bloody jungle where the desperate, who lick their knives, do not adhere to any moral bottom line.

Qin Hao made up his mind and immediately dialed Fang Zhenwu’s number.

"Hello, Xiaowu."

"Hey, boss, what brings you to me this late?" Fang Zhenwu, who was about to go to sleep, perked up upon seeing Qin Hao’s call.

"Yu Qing is dead, and his true identity was a member of the Blood Leaf Killer Group."

Fang Zhenwu was taken aback at these words, and before he could respond, Qin Hao continued, "We’ll discuss the details when we meet. Right now, I need you to act as quickly as possible. Before the news of Yu Qing’s death spreads, move to consolidate his leftover forces."

"Okay, boss, should we do this under your name or use the Fang Group’s name?"

Qin Hao thought for a moment and then said, "Say it’s under Mr. Ye’s orders, understand?"

"No problem, I’ll handle it now."

Fang Zhenwu hung up the phone, immediately changed out of his pajamas, quickly made a few calls, and got busy.

In less than half an hour, the forces of the Fang Group, spread across all corners of Qingshan City, began waking from their slumber, moving rapidly to execute Qin Hao’s orders.

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The night passed amidst a flurry of hidden turbulence on all sides.

The next day, a piece of news, like a bombshell, swept through all the high-level forces of Qingshan City, waking the groggy heads of every family and group leader as if hit by a tidal wave.

Yu Qing had died mysteriously.

Mr. Ye had begun reorganizing Yu Qing’s remaining men.

These two seemingly unconnected bits of news instantly gave every think tank in Qingshan City a headache.

At the Chen Family, Chen Yuanzhi frowned deeply as he gazed outside the window.

"Yu Qing is dead, and he died inexplicably. No one knows the cause of death. Meanwhile, Mr. Ye has begun taking over Yu Qing’s forces."

"Could it be that Mr. Ye killed Yu Qing? They had just declared war on each other, so this is the most likely scenario. But if Mr. Ye really did it, why wouldn’t he announce it? It’s such a perfect opportunity to boost his prestige; he has no reason to keep it hidden?"

Chen Yuanzhi kept muttering to himself, continuously deducing the truth behind the events in his mind. But no matter how he thought about it, he couldn’t figure it out, ultimately reinforcing his resolve to cling to Mr. Ye as a valuable ally.

This mindset was pervasive among the families and other groups in Qingshan City. Because everyone knew about the previous public feud between Yu Qing and Mr. Ye. Now, with Yu Qing inexplicably dead and Mr. Ye still alive and well.

Such an outcome, even if Mr. Ye didn’t openly declare that he was responsible for Yu Qing’s death, people would assume he was involved.

Because Qin Hao acted so early, the consolidation of Yu Qing’s remaining forces proceeded smoothly. In just one day, the former underground king of Qingshan City had lost all influence, and was absorbed under Qin Hao’s command.

The rapid pace of this progress left some people unable to stay put.

That afternoon, just as Qin Hao finished listening to Fang Zhenwu’s report, the phone call from Qin Wentian came in. Qin Hao was right beside him, listening as Fang Zhenwu reported on the reorganization efforts.

Fang Zhenwu, holding the phone, gave Qin Hao a look, and Qin Hao nodded slightly, then said, "Answer it and see what he has to say."

Fang Zhenwu answered the phone, and Qin Wentian’s anxious voice came through from the receiver.

"Hello, Young Master Fang, could you arrange for me to meet with Mr. Ye now?"

Fang Zhenwu had the speakerphone on, and Qin Wentian’s clear voice echoed in the room. Qin Hao, hearing this, shook his head slightly at Fang Zhenwu.

Understanding the cue, Fang Zhenwu immediately replied, "Oh, Mr. Qin. May I know what business you have with Mr. Ye?"

Qin Wentian seemed rather anxious, as if he had finally figured something out...