?Reading on mobile phone Faced with Qin Feng’s sharp questions, He Muqing didn’t know how to answer. Eighty Electronic Book She felt the same way. As a father who rose from the grassroots, he should surely understand the hardships of climbing the ladder step by step as a grassroots person, and he should better appreciate the grassroots—especially why they always wanted to marry her off into a wealthy family. After thinking for a long time, she said, “I really don’t know. Since I graduated from military academy, my father has always held this view. I thought my grandfather would support me, after all, he had married his daughter to someone from the grassroots. But instead, they’ve ended up being on the same page—so close in fact, that they even studied which prince would be the best match for me. Now I’m completely overwhelmed!” “They are truly strange,” said Qin, the young heir. “I’ll have to ask them properly when I meet them.” 仈_○_電_ 耔_書 _ω_ω_ω_.t x t 0 2. c o m “Pfft. Seriously.” "He Muqing said: 'Dad has a bad temper, and if you two keep arguing, how will we ever settle things? In fact, he's not really bad-tempered—he's always respectful and humble in front of Grandpa!' After all, Grandpa is his backbone, the key force that helped him rise from a young lieutenant to a full general over the past twenty years. He simply wouldn't dare to offend Grandpa. Suddenly, a thought struck him: if I can't handle your brother, He Zhengjun, how can I possibly handle Wei Qingtian? As long as Grandpa gives the word, the He family will have no choice but to agree. Yes—Grandpa should be our main target. With a clear plan in mind, he smiled and said: 'Don't worry, I won't have a fight with your future father-in-law. By the way, shall we go to your place or to Grandpa's?' As long as we go to Wei Qingtian's, I guarantee I'll settle Grandpa in no time—just by presenting a few special gifts and some health-preserving medicines. I simply don't believe he'll resist." "Where are we going?" asked the leader immediately. "Major Liu!" Qin, slightly dazed, realized he didn't even know the destination. "Go to the He family's residence," replied the major. "The commander has already arranged dinner for you. We'll take you to see Chairman Wei tomorrow!" Not long after, the military vehicle entered the heavily guarded military compound. Noticing Qin Feng constantly glancing around, as if a curious child, the major said with a proud air, "Colonel Qin, the security level here is quite high. Authorities have conducted studies and concluded that it would be impossible to capture this compound with even a single regiment's strength—let alone think about it!" "Really?" Qin, the young man, said with a drawn-out tone. "Then if I want to get in, even if you reinforce with another entire regiment, it'll still be for nothing!" "Pure exaggeration," said the major, unimpressed. He Muqing, naturally standing firmly by her boyfriend, countered, "Don't doubt it—Qin Feng absolutely has the capability. Even if you bring in an entire, fully-equipped army, you won't be able to stop him." Although the captain didn't argue directly, his expression clearly showed that he didn't believe a word of it—only hesitant to challenge her due to her status. The leading vehicle pulled over to the side, and the following one stopped in front of an independent villa. A soldier stationed there promptly opened the door. Qin Shao stepped down from the car and said, shaking his head, "The interior area is over six hundred square meters—rare in the capital, where every inch of land is precious. This house is worth over thirty million. You've already reached the level of a true affluent, Qingqing!" "Get lost—you're the one who's affluent!" The leader pouted. "We only have this house that we can truly show off. Everything else in the house is practically nothing!" "Thank you so much for the kind words," he replied with a cheerful smile. As they entered, the furnishings in the living room, though simple, were all solid redwood pieces—so solid that even if one were to move a chair out, it would sell for over ten thousand yuan. "Dad, Mom," Qingqing called up to the second floor. He Hengjun quickly stepped out of the study, smiling and saying, "Daughter has returned. My mother went to a Spring Festival social event and won't be back until ten. We'll have dinner together as father and daughter tonight!" Qin the Young Man immediately objected—what did it mean, "father and daughter"? Was he just transparent air? Noticing his growing displeasure, the leader quickly introduced, "Father, this is my boyfriend, Qin Feng. He's also my most capable subordinate—shouldn't you have heard of him?" He Hengjun raised a corner of his mouth, speaking with a slightly teasing tone, "Of course. He's one of the fastest-rising officers since the founding of the People's Republic, promoted to colonel at twenty, and holds a special status as a highly sought-after talent pulled in by various organizations!" "Uncle—excuse me, Uncle, thank you so much for the kind words. In truth, I still have many areas where I fall short. I'll work harder and strive to improve." Qin the Young Man said with genuine humility. How could he not have sensed the subtle condescension in his uncle's voice? "Father, you must be very pleased with my boyfriend, aren't you?" He Liang asked, her large eyes sparkling with hope—how she longed for the crisis to be resolved. He Liang shook his head, not at all diplomatic: "I haven't been impressed by him. You're Qin Feng, aren't you? Honestly, you're not up to my daughter's standard. Better give up on this right away!" Qin, the young man, raised an eyebrow: "Why exactly am I not suitable for Xiao Qing? Can you be more specific?" As he walked down the stairs, He Zhengjun continued: "The reason is simple—yours and hers are from entirely different worlds. Forced together, there's no way it will work out well. I admit you're an elite with a bright future, but compared to what I imagine true elite standards to be, you still fall short. My daughter, of course, deserves to marry a true elite!" "Like, for instance, ***," Qin Feng asked, with a cool smile. He also didn't feel the need to hide anything, simply nodded confidently and said, "That's right. The elite's father was already a key target for cultivation ten years ago, and he himself has also been designated as a key rising talent. Honestly, both he and his father are people who can reach the very top. As for you—can you?" Qin, the young man, shook his head equally decisively, saying, "I can't. First of all, I'm not a politician, and I never will be. That already means I won't make it to the very top you're talking about." He smiled and said, "Young man, you truly have self-awareness—something not easy to achieve. I must admit, I underestimated you earlier. Since you see things so clearly, it's time for you to move on from Xiao Qing. I'll make sure to give you proper attention and care from now on!" "Father, I'm truly in love with Xiao Feng. How can you treat me this way?" The leader wasn't satisfied either, watching as his father spoke only a few sentences and seemed determined to secure Qin Feng—how could that be possible? "Xiao Qing, Dad's making all these arrangements—doesn't it all come down to what's best for you?" Old He said earnestly. "Yeah, parents always think of their children first," Qin the young heir agreed. Heao Muqing sighed, thinking to himself, which side are you really on, you young man? He quickly added, "But here's the thing—when parents impose their own expectations on their children, that's not right, Uncle. In your eyes, is marrying the Prince and becoming the future First Lady the only path to happiness?"