Kingly Son-in-law

Zhao Bofei was the eldest son of the Zhao Family, and if nothing unexpected happened, he would be the heir to the Zhao Family's Patriarch. Zhao Hou had always had high hopes for his son.    

    

Now that he was the eldest son, he died in an unknown manner in a hotel. It would not be easy for anyone to deal with such a situation.    

    

If Zhao Bofei hadn't died, Zhao Hou would have chosen to swallow his anger, no matter how much he had been taught a lesson.    

    

However, Zhao Bofei had died in the hands of the enemy.    

    

Even if Qin Tian was the chairman of Hanghai Group, with a military instructor holding the rank of lieutenant colonel, this did not mean that Qin Tian could act as he pleased.    

    

Although the eight noble families were nothing in the eyes of those who were powerful and influential, they were still prestigious figures. How could they remain indifferent when faced with such humiliation?    

    

When the people from the Zhao Family heard this, their eyebrows suddenly jumped. Their expressions changed greatly as a bad premonition emerged within their hearts.    

    

Why does it look like their family head intends on making a move on Qin Tian?    

    

Even if he himself had lost his son, he shouldn't have dragged their lives with him if he didn't want to live, right?    

    

"Patriarch!" I feel that we must not be impulsive in this matter! "    

    

A Zhao Family practitioner wiped off his sweat and quickly braced himself to speak: "Even if the other party is truly the murderer of the First Young Master, they still need to be calm. After all …"    

    

"Calm down?!"    

    

Before the other party finished his sentence, Zhao Hou suddenly glared at him and his voice went up seven to eight times.    

    

How can I calm down!? I'll go and kill your son now and see how you'll calm down! "    

    

The other party was speechless. He opened his mouth, but in the end, he did not say anything.    

    

He could tell that the head of the family was currently on the verge of losing his temper, so it was better for him not to touch this bad luck. Otherwise, the head of the family might just do something irrational.    

    

After Zhao Hou finished his sentence, it was as though he had expended all his energy. He sat down on a chair, and after a long while, he opened his mouth again. His gaze swept across the crowd, and his tone became much calmer.    

    

"I know what all of you are worried about. Don't worry, I won't bury the entire future of Zhao Family just because of the death of one of them."    

    

Hearing this, everyone from the Zhao Family let out a sigh of relief. They looked at Zhao Hou, wanting to say something, but no one spoke in the end.    

    

Zhao Hou sat in his seat and was deep in thought. No one knew what he was thinking about.    

    

At the same time, at the Yanjing and hospital.    

    

"Brother Qintian, you came!"    

    

Looking at the young man that walked in, a sweet smile appeared on Hua Zhiying's pretty face.    

    

Qin Tian smiled, carried a bag of stuff into the ward and put it on the table beside the bed.    

    

"The spirit of Zhi Ying, you haven't eaten, right? I brought you guys something to eat while it's hot. "    

    

"Thank you, Brother Qintian."    

    

The two sisters nodded with a smile at the same time. Hua Zhiying stood up and took a lunchbox. After opening the package, she didn't say anything and just went over to Hua Zhiling to feed her.    

    

"The doctor said that?"    

    

Qin Tian pulled a chair over and sat down, then asked.    

    

"The doctor said there's nothing more to be worried about. He'll be discharged in a week."    

    

Hua Zhiying, who was feeding the dog, said.    

    

"That's good."    

    

Qin Tian nodded. After breakfast, Qin Tian had nothing to do and chatted with the two sisters for a while before bidding them farewell and leaving.    

    

Wang Jing Residence    

    

"Young Master Lu, come in quickly."    

    

In a luxurious room, the Zhao Family Patriarch, Zhao Hou, who was one of the eight great families in the capital, was currently bowing and bowing like a grandson to a young man.    

    

The person called Young Master Lu had a haughty expression. When he heard this, he glanced at the other party and nodded lightly. Then, he walked towards the private room.    

    

Zhao Hou was not angry at being ignored like that. Instead, he took it for granted.    

    

In the eyes of ordinary citizens, the eight noble clans were definitely a noble family that was not to be trifled with. On the surface, they represented the prestige of the capital.    

    

However, there were some people who knew that the so-called eight noble clans were nothing more than the eight poor people pushed into the limelight by ignorant civilians. Although their names sounded impressive, in the eyes of a true noble under the Emperor, the so-called eight noble families were no different than jokes.    

    

Young Master Lu, who was in the private room at the moment, was one of the people who could treat the eight noble families as jokes.    

    

The room was already filled with sumptuous dishes. Zhao Hou had already made preparations long before the other party had arrived. Now that Young Master Lu had entered the room, he immediately signaled the waitress beside him to pour some wine for him.    

    

Seeing the beautiful waiter in front of him, Young Master Lu finally retracted his gaze that was almost reaching the ceiling. When it landed on the waiter's seductive body, a trace of lust flashed across his eyes.    

    

Feeling Young Master Lu's unbridled gaze, the beautiful attendant's eyes showed a hint of disgust, but she didn't dare to express it.    

    

She was very clear that a person who could eat in this kind of place, could definitely be called an influential figure in the Yanjing. It was not someone that a mere maid like her could afford to offend.    

    

"Tell me, Zhao Hou, why did you call me here?"    

    

It was only when the beautiful waiter poured the two of them a cup of wine and retreated to the side that Young Master Lu was willing to withdraw his gaze. Only then did he look towards Zhao Hou, who was still waiting at the side, and ask.    

    

Zhao Hou seemed to be waiting for these words. He quickly stood up, raised his glass and said, "No rush, no rush. Come, Young Master Lu, I want to toast you."    

    

How could Young Master Lu not see through the intentions of the other party? He did not point it out and sneered. He raised his wine cup and clinked with it before gulping it down in one gulp.    

    

Having the beautiful waiter pour another glass of wine for the two, Zhao Hou wanted to toast them again, but he heard Young Master Lu impatiently wave his hand and said, "Alright, Zhao Hou, stop with all this nonsense. I don't have much time, so I don't have time to waste with you."    

    

Zhao Hou smiled in embarrassment and quickly put down his wine cup. He took a deep breath, and as an old fox, his emotions were brewing in an instant. His eyes turned red, as if he would start crying at any moment.    

    

"Young Master Lu!" As a branch of the Lu Family, I have been working hard all these years, without any contributions or hard work. But now, something like this has happened, you have to avenge me! "    

    

"Hmm?"    

    

Seeing that, Young Master Lu could not help but be confused, and asked: "What happened? for your Zhao Family Master to be so sad? "    

    

Although the news of Zhao Bo's death had already spread far and wide and wide and many people knew about it within the Yanjing, as the young master of Lu Family, he wasn't too concerned about this sort of thing, so he hadn't received any news yet.    

    

Hearing this, Zhao Hou clenched his fists. A strong hatred burst out from his red eyes as he gritted his teeth and said, "My son Zhao Boqi died in the hotel yesterday. I beg Young Master Lu to avenge my son!"