3: Chapter 3 Suit-Wearing Thugs

In Yunhai City, at the Qin Family villa.

The rolls-royce phantom slowly pulled into its parking space.

Qiao Yingzi opened the car door, and Qin Ge stepped out slowly.

A ray of morning sunlight shone down, casting a holy golden glow over Qin Ge's already fair face.

As the gardeners and maids along the path saw Qin Ge walk by, their eyes sparkled with excitement:

"The Young Master looks so handsome today!"

"How come we never noticed how dashing the Young Master was before?"

"He's a thousand, ten thousand times better-looking than those movie stars."

"It's just a pity that the Mistress passed away so early. Otherwise, the Young Master wouldn't be disliked by the Master now, and he wouldn't be bullied by Young Miss Huanhuan and her brother."

"Shh, do you want to die?"

An old gardener pulled the young maid aside, and the whispering ceased abruptly.

Qin Ge glanced over with his peripheral vision.

He sneered internally.

Bullied?

Only a coward gets bullied.

Now, he was a man who could rip a tank apart with his bare hands!

"Wait for me in the car; I'll be out in a moment."

Qin Ge turned back to instruct Qiao Yingzi, then walked slowly into the dining room.

Inside the dining room, the seating hierarchy was clear, with different breakfasts laid out at various spots along the long table.

Qin Ge sat gracefully in the head seat, picked up a knife and fork, cut a small piece of Wagyu steak, and chewed and swallowed it slowly.

Soon, footsteps approached the dining room within the spacious Qin Family villa.

It was Qin Zou, Qin Ge's half-brother.

In terms of appearance, he and Qin Ge could be said to have no resemblance at all.

Seeing Qin Ge sitting in his father's seat, Qin Zou said angrily, "Qin Ge, are you blind? Can't you tell where you're supposed to sit to eat breakfast!?"

Qin Ge, dressed in a crisp, slim-fit suit, said nothing. He didn't even glance at Qin Zou, continuing to cut his steak elegantly and savoring it.

Before long, the remaining three members of the Qin Family arrived at the dining room.

Qin Huanhuan, who was also the Senior Sister of the Child of Destiny Chen Yuan, frowned the moment she saw Qin Ge.

Dressed in a linen trench coat, she crossed her arms over her towering chest, looking down at Qin Ge from a superior position, and said angrily, "You're sitting here, so where is Dad supposed to sit?"

Qin Zou walked to his father, Qin Hai's side, pointed at Qin Ge, and complained, "Dad, look at this guy, he's getting cocky."

"Today he dares to steal your seat, tomorrow he'll dare to steal your position as head of the Qin Family. This guy is getting more and more outrageous."

"Dad, you absolutely cannot continue to let him run wild."

Qin Hai furrowed his brows and shouted at Qin Ge, "Get up!"

Qin Ge lowered his eyes and sneered internally.

The original owner, that coward, was always like this.

He was targeted by Qin Zou everywhere at home.

Yet his father didn't love him, his brother didn't respect him, and his sister didn't care about him.

There was also a stepmother, eyeing him like a tiger and whispering poison in his father's ear.

He was the type who was always bullied and didn't dare to say a word.

The fact that he would turn dark after a failed marriage proposal had a significant and inescapable connection to this Qin Family.

He had been suppressed too severely, and his psyche had gradually become distorted!

However, that was all in the past.

Qin Ge leisurely speared the last piece of steak and put it into his mouth.

"Qin Ge, I could let it slide if you didn't respect me."

"But now, you won't even listen to what Dad says?"

Qin Zou was getting fired up.

He needed to maintain his image as a filial and well-mannered son in front of his father.

He had always avoided bullying Qin Ge in front of his father.

But today was different; Qin Ge wouldn't even listen to his father.

He was simply courting death!

"Get out!"

Qin Zou stepped forward and grabbed Qin Ge's suit, trying to haul him up.

Only then did Qin Ge slowly lift his eyes.

He first examined the knife and fork in his hand, then grabbed the palm of Qin Zou's hand that was pressing down on him, and slammed it onto the dining table.

Puchi!

Qin Ge gripped the fork, pierced through the center of Qin Zou's palm, and drove it directly into the dining table.

After pinning Qin Zou's palm in place, Qin Ge held the dinner knife and, with the precision of a skilled butcher, lightly sliced along Qin Zou's wrist.

Bang—

Qin Zou lost the support of his hand and staggered, collapsing onto the floor.

Looking at his severed arm, where blood was gushing out, it took a full few seconds for Qin Zou to realize the agonizing pain.

He clutched his severed arm, howling in agony, "My hand! My hand! It's severed! Aaaaaah!!!"

Qin Zou's wailing was piercing enough to vibrate one's eardrums.

Qin Ge, meanwhile, was leisurely wiping his hands with a napkin, even though no blood had stained them at all.

It was as if he were wiping away Qin Zou's stench.

He lifted his eyes and flashed a gentle, spring-breeze smile at the four people, including Qin Hai, saying, "Good morning, everyone."

The elegant woman rushed forward to support her son with the severed arm and shouted toward the outside, "Ambulance! Call an ambulance quickly!"

Even Qin Hai, who had experienced the cutthroat battles of the business world, felt his pupils dilate in shock at this scene. He growled angrily, "Qin Ge, have you lost your mind?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Huanhuan, who was nearby, rushed forward.

She moved extremely fast, her trench coat flapping.

She raised her leg in a whip kick, aiming straight for Qin Ge's temple.

Thud!

Qin Ge raised one arm to block.

Leg bone and arm bone collided, emitting a dull thud.

"So hard!"

Qin Huanhuan's beautiful eyes widened as she stared in disbelief at this good-for-nothing brother in front of her.

She never dreamed that a kick capable of flipping a multi-ton car would be blocked by Qin Ge.

"Huanhuan." Qin Ge gripped Qin Huanhuan's ankle, shook his head, and said with dissatisfaction, "I'm very pleased that you're greeting your brother early in the morning, but you aren't wearing leggings, and that makes me very unhappy!"

"Women of the Qin Family are not allowed to go out without wearing leggings."

Qin Ge gripped Qin Huanhuan's ankle and slammed it directly onto the yellow pear wood dining table.

Crack—

Along with the shattering of the dining table, a whole section of Qin Huanhuan's slender calf bone also snapped.

A comminuted fracture.

Qin Ge tossed Qin Huanhuan aside and said with a smile, "In order to keep you from going out, brother has no choice but to break your leg."

"Qin Ge!"

"You're crazy!"

"You're courting death!"

Seeing her son and daughter turned into cripples in the blink of an eye, the elegant woman, who had always maintained an image of treating everyone equally, could no longer hold back. Her eyes splitting with rage, she shouted angrily at Qin Ge.

Qin Ge merely swept a cold gaze over her.

The elegant woman, Qin Ge's nominal stepmother, was so terrified that she felt a lump in her throat and shut her mouth.

"Since when has it been the turn of an outsider like you to interrupt in our Qin Family?"

Qin Ge withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look in Qin Hai's direction, and said with a smile, "Dad, do you think what I said makes sense?"

"Crazy!"

"Absolutely crazy!"

"That's your mother!"

Qin Hai felt blood rushing to his head, and his blood pressure instantly spiked to 180.

Qin Ge shook his head, "She's just a wild woman you brought home."

Qin Hai pointed at Qin Huanhuan and Qin Zou, "Then what about Huanhuan and Xiao Zou? They are your sister and brother!"

"You severed Xiao Zou's palm and broke Huanhuan's leg bone. What on earth are you trying to do?"

Qin Ge glanced at them indifferently, pondered for a moment, and continued to shake his head, "They are just bastards you left outside."

"And I am the true eldest son of the Qin Family."

Qin Hai clenched his fists in anger, "Are you accusing me, your father, of being incompetent? If it weren't for me, your Weixue Group would have gone bankrupt long ago!"

"The fact that you can drive a Rolls-Royce and wear haute couture suits is all because of me, your father!"

Qin Ge sighed wistfully, "The image of you in my heart was already shattered, but now, it's even worse than I expected."

He stared at Qin Hai and emphasized with a serious expression, "The reason I can live such a comfortable life now is because of the trust fund my mother left behind, not because of you, Qin Hai, and certainly not because of my status as a son of the Qin Family!"