Chapter 452

Chapter 452

"We..." He Quan realized he had been too hasty and had forgotten this detail.

"You want my help, but what exactly can I do? If I can help, then the victim must be related to me, right? It's my eldest son, isn't it?

You've involved Old Wang’s family—what good could possibly come from that?

You find my son a nuisance, so you went through all the trouble to bring Old Wang’s family into the city.

But you didn't expect me to drive Xiao Tian out. After I did, you couldn't wait for them to slowly cause trouble and wanted to end it all at once, right?

Once my son is gone, you can justify bringing He Tian back.

I care about saving face, so as long as Xiao Tian proves himself, I would take him back.

Right?"

He Zhifei's eyes were red; now he understood everything.

He Youde didn't just want Xiao Tian to stay at his house; He Youde wanted He Cheng and the others to be ruined, so Xiao Tian could take over the family.

To make this family serve Xiao Tian!

"Zhifei, listen, it's not what you think," He Quan said awkwardly, trying to defend his son.

"Really? Then tell me, what mess has He Youde gotten into this time? How do you expect me to save him?" He Zhifei questioned He Quan.

He Quan felt increasingly uneasy, but things had already reached this point... He could only sigh, "Zhifei, calm down, it's not what you think. Youde is innocent..."

"What has he mixed up in? Dad, you need to make that clear first," He Zhifei sat on the sofa, coldly staring at He Quan, realizing that both he and He Youde were his sons.

But in his eyes, only He Youde mattered; everything revolved around him.

For He Youde, his eldest son had to keep sacrificing and giving in.

What was the point of all this?

Seeing his son unmoved, He Quan could only start explaining as his son demanded, "Yes, he's been involved in a contract killing case, but he's really innocent."

"Who is the victim?" He Zhifei continued to ask, ignoring any explanations.

"It's Qinghe, but Youde has nothing to do with this," He Quan insisted.

"My son is the victim, and my brother might be behind it? Dad, are you seriously asking me to help He Youde?"

He Zhifei wanted to slap himself to see if he was dreaming.

"I already told you, Youde is innocent," He Quan said, growing anxious.

"Really? If he's innocent, why is he a suspect? If he's innocent, why ask for my help? If he's innocent, why is he acting guilty? And why did you approach me before this came to light?

Dad, I respect you, but I'm not stupid."

He Zhifei felt terrifyingly rational now!

He Quan berated himself several times in his heart, really having been too thoughtless.

Zhou Jiaojiao caused such a commotion that he got too worked up.

"Zhifei, Youde was exploited by those people from Old Wang’s. Their family first threatened Youde with past events, forcing him to come to the provincial capital.

It seemed like it was for a temporary worker's job, but really, they wanted to get back at Qinghe.

Now they secretly tried to handle the matter, but it seems they failed.

Youde and I only found out because that little girl, Zhou Jiaojiao, suddenly showed up at his house.

She spilled the beans and said she wanted Youde to fix it, or else she’d pin everything on him.

Youde was forced to write a guarantee letter and handle their job issues.

He can’t even explain it properly!

If he really tries to explain, he’d have to dig up the past, and that’s just asking for trouble."

He Quan, in a moment of desperation, came up with a reason.

After thinking it over, it actually made sense!

So he stood his ground: "Think about it, even if Youde’s confused, he wouldn’t harm his own nephew."

"Grandpa, what you’re saying makes it sound like it wasn’t Third Uncle who stole Eldest Brother back then." He Ming, who had been eavesdropping by the door, couldn’t hold back anymore.

How much lower can these people go?

"You little brat, what do you know? Your Third Uncle turned over a new leaf long ago!"

He Quan wished he could devour this little grandson.

"Why are you so worked up? I’m just telling the truth." He Ming pouted.

He’d known about his grandfather’s favoritism for a long time.

But he never expected his grandfather to get more biased each time, constantly blowing his mind!

"Zhifei! Aren’t you going to scold your son?" He Quan glared at him.

Hearing this, He Zhifei glanced at his son: "I think He Ming’s right, Dad. Youde stole my eldest son back then, poisoned my two younger sons, and recently their family had Huihui steal Wei Wei’s fiancé.

My wife and Wei Wei had a talk and realized that Huihui was meddling in a lot of things between Wei Wei and Ji Feng.

What wouldn’t he stoop to?"

He Quan was at a loss for words. When he first started favoring his son, he had no idea about these things.

Later, it became a habit, and he mostly turned a blind eye to the things his son did behind his back.

"Zhifei, even if your brother messed up before, this time he really didn’t do it. You can’t let them ruin Youde. Xiao Tian’s just about to make something of himself.

We can’t let Xiao Tian throw away his future too, can we?"

He Quan was already desperate.

Mentioning He Tian only made He Zhifei angrier: "His son’s future matters, but my son’s life doesn’t?"

"Didn’t I tell you? He didn’t do it." He Quan realized his eldest son was dead set on blaming Youde.

"Whether he did it or not, you don't know, and neither do I. Dad, I'm done with this matter. If Youde is truly innocent, the authorities wouldn't wrong him.

If he's not innocent, then he should just confess and face the consequences of his actions."

This time, He Zhifei stood his ground.

Previously, he could tolerate it because all the kids were alive and well, and although they suffered, his father threatened to take his own life, so he couldn't just ignore his father's survival.

It was fine if the kids had to suffer a little.

He could make it up to them down the line.

But this time, He Youde has already wanted the child's life, and if he continues to let it go, all four kids would be wiped out by him.

And he still has no idea how Qinghe is doing.

"Zhifei, he's still your brother."

He Quan sighed.

"Dad, Qinghe is my son too, and here you are, nagging me, all for your precious son. Have you even asked about my son?

Is my son injured now?"

He Zhifei retorted to He Quan.

He Quan was taken aback.

He Zhifei stood up: "Dad, you're a father, and so am I. You are good to Youde, and for the sake of filial piety, I haven't been a good father for a single day. I can't live like this forever, can I?

I need to go to the authorities to find out the situation. I need to see if my son is safe.

If you've got time to argue with me, you might as well figure out how to talk to Youde's family."