Chapter 7

Yang Changyu went to the provincial capital two years ago. At that time, although he was the first young master of Nanchuan City, the provincial capital was a place full of hidden talents. It was as if he had fallen into a deep pool, with only a few ripples. After seeing those young masters in the provincial capital, Yang Eterni realized that his so-called "Young Master Yang" was actually a joke. At that time, among the young generation of the provincial capital, Chen Qing of the Chens was the best. Once at a gathering, Yang Changyu met Chen Qing by chance, which left a deep impression on him. Later, Chen Qing got into big trouble and had to leave the provincial capital. Since then, Yang Changyu had never seen Chen Qing again. It was said that Chen Qing had already been killed by his enemy. But Yang Changyu didn't believe that Chen Qing was the treasure of the Chens. If Chen Qing was killed, the Chens would make a scene in the provincial capital. It was not until he saw Chen Qing with his own eyes that Yang Changyu confirmed his speculation. It turned out that Chen Qing had been hiding in Nanchuan for two years. He even married into the Xia family and became a good-for-nothing son-in-law. "Jingshu, go upstairs and wait for me." Yang Changyu was smart and knew Chen Qing's situation. He also knew that Chen Qing did not want to expose his true identity, so he did not say anything, even if it was Yang Jingshu. Yang Jingshu frowned slightly. For so many years, he had never seen his brother so nervous and serious. Why was his brother so nervous when he saw the useless son-in-law of the Xia family? Yang Jingshu did not ask any more questions. He just looked at Chen Qing a few more times and went upstairs with fog all over his head. Yang Changyu hesitated for a moment, then walked to the corner and said respectfully, "Do you still remember me, Childe Chen? I'm Yang Haoyu. I was lucky enough to meet you at a party in the provincial capital two years ago." Chen Qing had a good memory since he was a child. Anyone who had seen him could recognize him at a glance. In an instant, there was a flash of killing intent in Chen Qing's eyes. "Don't get me wrong, Young Master Chen. You are the young man I admire the most, so I will never do anything to hurt Young Master Chen, let alone have the guts to do that." Yang Changyu hurriedly explained, "When I saw Young Master Chen sitting here just now, I came to inform him. As for Young Master Chen's identity, I will never tell anyone. I can guarantee it with my life." At this time, Chen Qing restrained his killing intent and looked at Yang Eternal calmly. "Yang Eternal of the Yang Family?" "Exactly." Yang Changyu was flattered. He didn't expect that Chen Qing still remembered him. "If it's necessary in the future, I'll call you 'Master Huang' so that others won't suspect your identity. What do you think?" Chen Qing had been in Nanchuan for two years, and he had often heard people mention Yang Haoyu. He was the first young master of Nanchuan. Compared with Li Hongjiu, he was much better. "You're much stronger than Li Hongjiu." "Thank you for your praise, Young Master Chen." Yang Haoyu said with a smile, "Young Master Chen, Nanchuan is my hometown. If you need me in the future, please feel free to tell me." For Yang Changyu, this was a good opportunity to make friends with Chen Qing, so he naturally could not miss it. "Thank you very much." After that, Chen Qing got up and went out. Since Chen Qing was taken away by Li Hongjiu in the afternoon, Xia Xue had been out of her mind. She was worried that Li Hongjiu would kill Chen Qing, so she wanted to go out to inquire about Chen Qing, but Xia Changhe would not allow her to step out of the Xia family. Xia Xue didn't dare to disobey Xia Changhe's order, so she had to find Uncle Wang and ask him for help. Soon after, Uncle Wang came back and told Xia Xue that Chen Qing seemed to have escaped. Hearing this news, Xia Xue breathed a sigh of relief. If Chen Qing was really taken away by Li Hongjiu, his ending would be terrible. At noon the next day, Xia Xue suddenly received a call from her father, Xia Tianhua, saying that Xia Jun's younger brother, the youngest son of her eldest uncle, Xia Hai, had been broken and was being rescued in the hospital. Putting away her phone, Xia Xue hurriedly drove to the hospital. Although Xia Ming Hua did not say who hurt Xia Hai, as long as he had some brains, he could guess that it was the Li family. Although the Xia family was only a third-class family, its influence was not small. Xia Hai had been favored by his grandfather since he was a child. If he did not have absolute strength, he would not dare to mess with Tainian. But Xia Xue didn't expect that the Li family's revenge would come so soon. When she arrived at the emergency room, she saw that everyone in the Xia family was huddled in the corridor. Liu Lanzhi, the aunt, cried bitterly and said while crying, "Who the hell beat my son? Let me find out. I will make him die a terrible death." Xia Jun's father, Xia Mingcheng, was also ashen-faced and his eyes were blood-red. He looked at Xia Changhe and said, "Father, the murderer is openly provoking our Xia family. We can't let this matter rest like this!" Xia Changhe's face was also full of wrinkles. He asked in a deep voice, "Who was with Xia Hai at that time? Did you see the murderer's appearance clearly?" "Grandpa... Grandpa, I... I'm here. I don't know those men, but when I left, they seemed to say..." A girl of 15 or 16 years old stammered. Xia Changhe said in a deep voice, "What are you talking about? Tell me!" "They said that this is just the beginning. The next person to be crippled is Brother Xia Jun." "What? You want to cripple me?" Xia Jun's face was full of horror and panic. "The Li family, it must be the Li family! Except for the Li family, who else can be so arrogant? Grandpa, you must save me. I don't want to be a cripple." "If you don't want to be a good-for-nothing, why didn't you listen to me at that time?" Xia Changhe was so angry that his face twitched. Xia Xue took a deep breath, then walked to Xia Tianhua and asked softly, "Dad, how is Xiao Hai? Are you all right?" As soon as she finished speaking, a skinny palm fell heavily on Xia Xue's face. Soon, a few red fingerprints appeared on her white face. Xia Changhe glared at her angrily and said, "You still have the nerve to come to the hospital. If it weren't for you and Chen Qing, who are useless, would the Li family cripple Xiao Hai? Xia Xue, get out of here!" Xia Xue didn't expect that she would become Xia Changhe's punching bag again. Her face was burning with pain, but her heart was even more painful. The anger in her heart was surging. When she was about to question Xia Changhe, Xia Tianhua quickly dragged her out of the hospital. "Dad, let go of me. You're hurting me." Xia Xue got rid of Xia Ming Hua's hand and turned to wipe away the tears in her eyes. "Xiaoxue, I know you feel wronged. It's all my fault for not being able to keep up with eldest brother and third brother. Otherwise, I wouldn't have treated you like this." Seeing that half of Xia Xue's face was red and swollen, as a father, how could she not feel distressed? "Xiaoxue, the Xia family is in trouble this time, and you can't even protect yourself. You'd better leave the Xia family. Dad can see that Chen Qing is really good to you. Go find him and live a good life. Don't come back again." It was fine if Xia Tianhua didn't say it. But after hearing what he said, Xia Xue couldn't stop her tears from flowing down. Although Chen Qing had suffered a lot in the past two years, wasn't Xia Xue the same? "Dad, I won't leave the Xia family. I'm sorry for what happened between me and Chen Qing. If there is a chance in the future, I'll find a way to make it up to him." "But if you stay, you will only suffer. Unless you convince Li Hongjiu to let go of the Xia family," Xia Ming Hua said with a frown. Xia Xue sniffed and wiped the tears on her face. She took a deep breath and said, "Dad, at worst, I'll go and ask Yang Jingshu for help. She and I are classmates in high school. I hope she can help us on account of our friendship."