"Ginger gets spicier with age, and people get craftier too."
Le Yu sighed as he got into the car, but just then someone squeezed in after him. A flash of red hair appeared in his vision. "Mind if I share the ride? We're headed the same way, anyway."
"You're surnamed Qin, and I'm surnamed Jing. Our families aren't even the same. How are we headed the same way?" Le Yu shoved him away expressionlessly, then glanced at the Qin family head, who was boarding the car not far away. "However you look at it, you should be discussing your father's next move right now. Why are you looking for me?"
"To be honest, I'm the one calling the shots in the Qin family now." Qin Leyin's lips curled upward. "And my response strategy is to cooperate with you."
Le Yu had vaguely anticipated this. After all, everything Qin Leyin had done before was far too bold, nothing like the decisions a young man with only inheritance rights would dare make.
Qin Leyin only had to make one careless move to bring disaster upon his family. Even so, he still dared to act arbitrarily. Either he was an ignorant, arrogant, idiotic heir, or he was the mastermind who could control the entire family.
So, had he already sidelined his father?
Le Yu suddenly realized he wasn't surprised at all. Filial affection between father and son had always been a traditional virtue among Silver Blood members.
"How are we going to cooperate?"
"It's not convenient here. Let's talk when we get home. My Harmonious Garden is pretty big. Come to my place."
"Forget it," Le Yu said calmly. "Although my conscience is clear, Zhengwu ultimately died because of me. I heard your sister watched Jing Zhengwu get dragged away with her own