Chapter 717

There is a word called "banishment". The original meaning of this word is not very good. But for the third uncle, I think this word can't be more appropriate to describe him. He is the most willful and free and easy man I have ever seen.

With him, I have never been able to distinguish the emotional positioning in my heart. In the end, hate more, or pity more. But in fact, I know that the last thing a man like him needs is pity.

Both of us were born in the Qin family, but our fate was different. From the moment I was born, I was listed in the genealogy as the eldest son, which means that the burden on my shoulders is more important than my life.

The responsibility of inheritors is higher than everything else, which is the eternal ancestor motto of Qin family. So I've been trained since I remember. Every day, my father told me that the most important thing is to strive for success and never let others have the right to get it.

My father is a man who is infatuated with power. Since I was sensible, I knew that he was a man of cool temperament. Even to the beautiful mother, as well as my sister and I, this pair of children who are as delicate as jade in other people's eyes, he is very cool and thin.

The so-called cool thin, ordinary people are indifferent, or ignore. But the father is very different, he shows is cruel, is vicious. This may have a great relationship with him as the successor, or perhaps because the family was not so peaceful, and the struggle for power and profit was comparable to that of the ancient dynasty.

I don't know why he is so cold, but because he is a father, he is right. The first time I confronted my father was when I knew I had a third uncle. I remember very clearly, when I was just seven years old.

My father came to talk to me very seriously. When he opened his mouth, he said, "Murphy, you should remember to me that only you are the real inheritor of our Qin family, and others are nothing."

I am very inexplicable. I always know that I will inherit the property of Qin family in the future. Who else can't compete with me?

Then he told me that I had a very intelligent third uncle, born by my little grandmother, who was seven years older than me. He has a good congenital condition, and he must retreat and never associate with each other.

I don't understand why my father hated uncle so much. When he mentioned him, he almost gnashed his teeth. At that time, I said to him, "if the third uncle is better than me, isn't it better for him to be the successor?"

Since I was very young, I began to learn a set of business theories. At the age of seven, although I didn't know much about it, I remember very clearly what was written in the books. I always know the truth that "the winner is the king".

So I think that since people are better than me, it is a matter of course to be able to do so. However, before my voice fell, my father slapped me and said that people like me couldn't help the mud on the wall.

From then on, he told his masters and teachers to discipline me more strictly, and even sent me to the devil training camp. This is a place where life is better than death.

People from this place are either agents or spies. I am the only one who is ordinary. But also, if not in this training, I would not have arrogance and courage.

Man is a very strange animal. The more things I avoid, the more curious I am. I have such a mind for the third uncle. So I tried to find him everywhere to find out who he was and how to frighten my father like that.

The first time I met my third uncle, I was 10 years old and he was 17 years old. He came to negotiate with my grandfather.

Never thought, a man with a ponytail can also be handsome to the point of common indignation. At that time, the third uncle appeared in a suit of self-cultivation, wearing a ponytail, and walked in from the door of the old house.

He is only seventeen years old, but his eyes are full of vicissitudes. Even though I was only ten years old, I seemed to understand his heavy mood. He had a very strong aura, which made his grandfather standing up in the sun on the lawn. It was a kind of panic.

I wasn't scared. I was just shocked by his handsome appearance. Under the influence of my father over the years, my third uncle is a ferocious, heinous villain.

But when I saw him, where was he like a bad man? I even ran to him for the first time and asked, "who are you? Who are you looking for? "

He looked down at me coldly and said, "are you Murphy? My name is Qin Chien. I'm your third uncle. "

I nodded and looked at him with my head held high. I was very curious and had a kind of inexplicable favor. He pinched my face gently, then turned and walked towards my grandfather. His eyes were full of anger.

I was immediately taken away by the master, leaving my uncle and grandfather to confront each other on the lawn. I didn't go too far, so I peeked behind the back of the door. Seeing the third uncle saying something sternly, and my grandfather's face was frosty, he finally waved his hand and drank it back.

The third uncle looked at him for a long time, then turned and left. I deeply felt that his back was like a devil, a wounded devil.

Since then, I have never seen the third uncle again. Until my playmate ALFY, who is three years older than me, said that my father arranged to be a bodyguard for me, but finally I knew that he was not. He was an agent.

I remember that I was 16 years old and very aggressive. I had a fight with a Fei immediately.We were tied. He was very surprised. Under my pressure, he told me that the arrangement of the people over there was purposeful. That's when I learned where the white shark was.

A Fei told me that white shark has something to do with the people of Qin family. He is very cunning and treacherous, but also cruel and cruel. At that moment, the appearance of the third uncle appeared in my mind, the face covered with frost and the eyes full of hatred.

Before, I didn't know that our family had a deep relationship with the people there. When I knew the arrival of a Fei, I knew that the Qin family had not fallen down from ancient times to the present, not because of its powerful family, but because of the protection of people there.

In fact, the so-called "protection" has both advantages and disadvantages. Water, for example, can carry a boat or capsize a boat. This is not absolute luck.

I hate the feeling of being led by the nose, even if I'm led to the glory and wealth. I'd rather be an ordinary mortal than a puppet, but it's not easy.

In particular, the legendary white shark directly pushed the Qin family to the crest of the storm. After my predecessors, I feel that there are countless pairs of eyes staring at us, and I am not aware of it. I hate this feeling very much.

A Fei told me that unless the white shark case is solved, people there will be relieved of their guard against the Qin family. The implication is that we Qin family has become a thorn in other people's eyes.

Therefore, from the day ah Fei came, I have not been proud of being Qin family.

A Fei is my age. We share many ideas. Sometimes I get into trouble. As long as the problem is not big, he will help me deal with it secretly. This made me jealous of evil and domineering, so that I made countless enemies very early.

It should be 17 years old and less than 18 years old. My father was impeached by the board of directors because of improper decision-making. When I was in danger, I was forced to take over the Chengye group of the Qin family.

At that time, my relationship with my father was not good, and I loved his impeachment. I didn't understand why he was so cold and thin until I took over the company and found a notebook at the bottom of the safe for a long time.

The paper in this notebook is glued together, and a lot of words are pasted. It should be a long time. There is a yellowing photo inside, and the corners are all volatilized, but you can still see the picture clearly. There are two lovers embracing each other, one is father, the other is little grandmother Fang Xinru.

I haven't seen the real face of grandma, but I saw a picture in my grandfather's bedroom. She is a beautiful and gentle woman. But then the picture disappeared and I didn't ask about it.

It's amazing to see my father and grandma hugging each other. The first time I thought about the reason why my grandfather didn't like to see the third uncle, and whether he would be the child of his father and grandmother.

But this absurd idea was soon dispelled. I saw the diary full of resentment and anger in my notebook, and I knew that they were separated by my grandfather.

My grandfather was elegant and elegant at that time. Because of his rich family, he was the object of adoration of many women in Mordor. When he fell in love with his grandmother, he actually knew that she and her father were lovers, but he still obstructed the two people and married her with ulterior motives.

His father's notebook said that he didn't believe that his grandfather married his little grandmother in order to let him take over the family business wholeheartedly. He did it on purpose. He hated grandma's greed and her irresponsible love.

Therefore, he married a woman he did not love, that is, his mother. The words in the notebook were full of anger, which was the father I had never seen before.

What I can't accept most is the above record of an abominable thing: he forced himself in front of the third uncle, fell on the grandmother, and deliberately arranged for a drug in the nightclub. The owl seduced her, and the drug owl was a white shark.

I probably understand that the man who is locked in by the people over there is the third uncle. Even if he is not a white shark, he may also be the breakthrough point of the case that the people there think can be broken.

I wanted to know more, so I went over and over this paragraph several times.

There are only a few words in the record. My father almost wrote it in a roaring tone. He said that he was not reconciled. Why did she betray him? He could clearly afford the glory, wealth and happiness she wanted, and why he could not resist the temptation of his grandfather.

In my head, I imagined my father's appearance when he wrote these words. How ferocious and terrifying it was. He was really a bird and beast.

It seems that at this moment, I understand why he was so angry and desolate when I saw him for the first time. When his father bullied and humiliated his grandmother in front of him, how helpless and miserable he was.

I have seen my father's violent, he is like that to his mother, even if he has not beaten. His cold violence was the only factor in his mother's extreme. And the funniest thing is that when his mother jumped out of the building, he was in trouble with another woman.

I can't criticize my father's cool and gloomy heart. He may have changed because his grandmother married his grandfather. But at this moment, I had a very bold idea in my heart: no matter whether the third uncle is an appalling drug owl or not, I will not let him be arrested by people over there. I will help him as much as possible.