Rose Manor: Tycoon's Relentless Chase
Chapter 49 - 46: Acquisition of the Yin Family

Chapter 49: Chapter 46: Acquisition of the Yin Family

Qin Zhongtian sent a glance, the servant understood, went to support the old lady back to her room, and kindly comforted, "Sir will handle it, you should rest early. Aren’t you going out to watch a play tomorrow morning? You won’t have the energy if you sleep late."

As the servant coaxed the old lady away, Hu Yuzhi lost her support, her expression anxious, slightly restless, with one hand pressing on the sofa armrest beside her, watching the old lady’s back, hesitant to speak.

Constrained by Qin Zhongtian watching her from across, Hu Yuzhi ultimately dared not call out to the old lady, swallowing her words back inside.

The living room seemed very quiet, Qin Zhongtian took a sip of tea, lifted his eyes, and said to the confident-looking Qin Fan, "You go upstairs too."

Qin Fan was stunned, confusion covering his handsome face — this was related to him, couldn’t he stay and listen?

Qin Zhongtian’s thick black eyebrows furrowed as he said irritably, "Didn’t you hear what I said? I told you to leave."

Qin Fan wanted to protest, "Dad, I..."

"Don’t make me repeat it." Qin Zhongtian dropped his face, showing no leniency.

Qin Fan held back his temper, got up before leaving, and shot Yin Shuyao a glance, not showing her a good face.

Yin Shuyao was aware of Qin Fan’s cold attitude toward her, not at all like a husband about to marry her, but her mind was set on marrying into a wealthy family, forcing herself to temporarily ignore these things. She was confident that once they married, she would gradually move Qin Fan and warm his heart.

Isn’t there an idiom that says "feelings grow over time"?

No matter how unfamiliar two people are, after spending a long time together, they can develop some feelings. She was still so young and beautiful, winning Qin Fan’s heart was only a matter of time.

The remaining servants in the living room sensibly distanced themselves, and everyone who should have gone had left. The air grew quieter and quieter, so quiet it made one feel uneasy.

Even though Hu Yuzhi felt uncomfortable as if sitting on pins and needles, she had to continue smiling and tried to break the tense atmosphere, "In-law, this is all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. You see, the wedding invitations have been sent, and we’ve invited prominent figures. We can’t just call it off lightly."

She deliberately emphasized the words "prominent figures," implying to Qin Zhongtian that they couldn’t let those people laugh at the Qin Family.

Qin Zhongtian smiled ambiguously and followed along with her words, "Mrs. Yin is right, we indeed can’t just call it off, after all the Qin Family cares about face."

His words implied there was still room for maneuver, and Hu Yuzhi’s face showed a genuine smile, "That’s what I mean too. Young girls’ disputes shouldn’t be taken too seriously."

Unexpectedly, Qin Zhongtian’s expression suddenly changed, and his tone shifted, "Precisely because the Qin Family cares about face, we can’t just let this go. My rebellious son has made it clear he won’t accept a partner who has been put behind bars."

"This..."

The smile that Hu Yuzhi had just displayed vanished instantly, her anxiety evident as she looked towards her husband.

Yin Chengde caught Hu Yuzhi’s look, as if being tapped by someone, vaguely understood Qin Zhongtian’s underlying meaning, and the hand resting on his knee unconsciously clenched into a fist, tentatively speaking, "What does President Qin have in mind? Feel free to say it."

Qin Zhongtian smiled, reaching for the cigarette box on the coffee table, flicked out a cigarette and lit it, speaking slowly, "Yin Family’s main business is building materials, alongside interior decoration. To my knowledge, you’ve encountered some crises lately, facing operational difficulties. If the marriage can happen, we would be one family, and the Qin Family definitely wouldn’t sit back and watch."

He spoke subtly, leaving Yin Chengde and Hu Yuzhi unable to grasp his intent.

Qin Zhongtian’s prior attitude clearly showed he sided with his son, but now uttering such words, what was his real intention?

Qin Zhongtian: "The Qin Family has been in the hotel business for years, branching out overseas is far from enough; the board wants to expand into building materials and decoration, isn’t it serendipitous?"

Hu Yuzhi was still in a haze, but Yin Chengde, being a businessman, quickly understood, "Are you suggesting... you want to acquire the Yin Family?"

Qin Zhongtian flicked off the ash and his wrinkled face spread with a smile, "I enjoy speaking with smart people."

At this moment, Yin Chengde’s face looked exactly like the night outside, yet he didn’t dare to say anything in rebuttal, only able to hold back, clenching his hand tighter on his knee, so tight that the veins on the back of his hand stood out.

Hu Yuzhi’s face also looked bad, left with no way out.

Only Yin Shuyao was contemplating and weighing Qin Zhongtian’s proposal.

The living room fell into silence again, Qin Zhongtian crushed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, brushed off nonexistent dust from his pants, and spoke softly, "There’s still some time before the scheduled wedding date, no rush. You can go back and think it over slowly."

Even though he said that, after a moment of silence, he suddenly smiled and remarked, "Speaking of which, when you backed out back then, playing me for a joke, I haven’t pursued it yet. The food delivered to the mouth escaped, and you haven’t given an explanation yet."

Yin Chengde was startled, was he referring to the Shen Jianian matter?

Qin Zhongtian was indeed a smiling tiger, smiling on the surface, with a gleam of ferocity in his eyes, "Of course, if we truly become in-laws in the future, this matter won’t be mentioned."

The hand Yin Chengde had clenched into a fist suddenly relaxed, his palms covered in sweat, a fine film of sweat breaking out on his forehead.

*

The family of three left the Qin Family villa, got into the car under the heavy night, and remained silent for a long stretch of road.

Yin Shuyao sat in the passenger seat, the Yin couple sat in the back, occasionally exchanging glances, their faces grave, when suddenly they heard Yin Shuyao in the front speak, "I’ve thought it over, why not take Uncle Qin’s suggestion, our Yin Family can..."

"Yaoyao!" Hu Yuzhi sharply interrupted her unfinished words, "What are you saying! Didn’t you understand Qin Zhongtian’s intention? He wants us to hand over the entire Yin Family in exchange for your marriage with Qin Fan!"

Yin Shuyao pursed her lips in grievance, speaking very softly, "Our family’s business is already precarious, what if we go bankrupt if we drag on? After being acquired by the Qin Family, Dad can still work at the company."

"You’re thinking too simply." Yin Chengde sighed, tiredly rubbing his temples, "If we really follow Qin Zhongtian’s saying, the Yin Family would cease to exist. Even if I work at the company, I wouldn’t hold real power, everything would be up to the Qin Family."

Yin Shuyao was a bit upset, sulking, "So my marriage with Qin Fan ends just like that?"

With the invitations made, she was the first to send them to her circle of friends and university classmates. The pride she once felt was now replaced with urgency.

Calling off the wedding, she couldn’t bear such shame.

"Let me think." Yin Chengde rested his elbows on his knees, cradling his head in his hands, repeatedly murmuring, "Let me think..."

*

In a blink, November 24th arrived, a light snow falling as the wedding proceeded as scheduled.

In the Rose Manor, the fireplace crackled warmly, filling the vast living room with warmth, thick long-fiber carpets laid everywhere, comfort to the extreme.

Anyone who saw it would say that the host knew how to enjoy life.

In the dazzling dressing room, Shen Jianian reluctantly put on a gown worth over three million. After expert modifications, every inch of fabric conformed to her body’s curves, highlighting her voluptuous figure.

Shen Jianian stared into the mirror for a long time, her fingers gliding over the 3D silk flowers on the hem, when suddenly another person appeared in the mirror, Fu Jichen wearing a black shirt.

He carried a suit jacket and tie with his eyes meeting hers in the mirror, his enchanting eyes showing a trace of amusement.

"Why the face?" he asked.

Shen Jianian turned around, her ethereal and airy gown drawing a semicircle on the ground, like waves lapping the shore but a hundred times lighter.

"Can I not go?" She really resisted seeing the Yin Family.

Especially after she knew that Qin Fan was Qin Zhongtian’s son, she wanted to avoid him even more.

Fu Jichen’s free hand caressed her soft cheek, then encircled her neck to pull her close, so near that his breath on her face felt hot.

"Take you to crash the party," he taunts, "want to go?"