Siheyuan: The rise and fall of the He family is our responsibility

"Brother Yuzhu, thank you for your hard work and dedication." Qin Huairu said softly, his eyes full of gratitude and admiration. Xiaodang is a hardworking young man. He treats his work meticulously and always maintains a positive working attitude. He believes that only through his own efforts can he achieve better results and realize his career goals.

However, at this moment, a colleague suddenly walked up to Xiaodang's desk and said to him nervously, "Xiaodang, have you heard? Ma Hua was found to have embezzled and accepted bribes by the Procuratorate!"

Xiao Dang was shocked when he heard this and looked at his colleague in disbelief, "What? How is this possible? How could Ma Hua do such a thing?"

My colleague smiled bitterly and shook his head. "I can't believe it either, but it's true. The procuratorate has already found out, and the amount of his corruption is staggering, and the scope of his corruption is also very wide."

So, He Yuzhu, Liu Ying and Qin Huairu started an adventurous plan. They went deep into the secret base of the mafia, lurking in the dark, waiting for the best opportunity. At the same time, Yan Bugui was secretly coveting the wealth of the courtyard and trying to take it for himself.

Under the command of Qin Huairu, they cleverly took advantage of the contradictions and disputes within the mafia and successfully stirred up their internal relations. After a chaotic struggle, they finally got the chance and successfully prevented the sale of the Siheyuan.

However, just when they thought everything was over, an unexpected incident occurred. In a chaotic gunfight, Liu Ying and Qin Huairu were seriously injured and fell into the brink of life and death.

He Yuzhu was extremely anxious. He rushed to Liu Ying and Qin Huairu desperately and tried every means to treat their injuries. Endless guilt and anxiety surged in his heart. He felt that he could not protect them and keep them away from danger.

However, Liu Ying and Qin Huairu did not blame He Yuzhu. Their eyes were full of gratitude and understanding. "You have tried your best." Liu Ying said softly, "We all know that you are trying to protect us."

He Yuzhu was shocked when he heard this. He deeply felt the trust and reliance that Liu Ying and Qin Huairu placed on him. "I will protect you." He said solemnly, "No matter what happens, I will not let you get hurt."

In front of him. The man was wearing a black suit and a black hat. His face was not clearly visible, but a pair of sharp eyes flashing in the darkness.

"Are you okay?" the mysterious man asked anxiously.

He Yuzhu's heart moved. He felt that this mysterious man was somewhat similar to the one who appeared at the gate of the courtyard before. He quickly asked, "Are you the one who saved us at the gate of the courtyard before?"

The mysterious man nodded. "Yes, I am that person. I got the news and knew that you were in danger, so I came here specially to check it out."

He Yuzhu was grateful. He knew that this mysterious man was not an ordinary person. His appearance provided them with a glimmer of hope. "Thank you. If it weren't for you, we might not be here anymore." He said sincerely.

The mysterious man shook his head. “You’re welcome. I just did what I was supposed to do. But now we have to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise we might be attacked again.”

He Yuzhu immediately realized the urgency of the situation. He hurriedly picked up Liu Ying and Qin Huairu and followed the mysterious man out of the warehouse. They moved carefully along the way, always alert to possible dangers.

Just as they were walking to a secluded street, suddenly, a black car rushed over from behind, blocking them at the end of the street. The door of the car opened, and several people in black clothes walked out, holding cold weapons.

"Get out of the way, or we'll shoot!" a man in black shouted viciously.

He Yuzhu calmly put Liu Ying and Qin Huairu on the ground. He knew that this was a critical moment and he had to deal with it calmly. "We don't want to be your enemy. We are just passing by." He tried to calm the other party's anger.

However, the men in black were obviously unwilling to listen to his advice, and they raised their weapons, ready to fire at them. At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"stop!"

Along with the sound, a figure rushed to the center of the street like lightning. The man was wearing a white robe, holding a sharp sword, and his sharp eyes swept around the black-clad people.

It was Huaihua! She stood there with a serious and angry look on her face. She was indignant at the invasion of these men in black and was determined to stand up and protect He Yuzhu and his friends.

"You scoundrels, you actually bully a weak woman, it's so shameful!" Huaihua's voice was cold and her eyes were as sharp as knives, making the man in black feel an indescribable pressure.

When the men in black saw Huaihua, they were immediately frightened. They took a few steps back and dared not approach. Huaihua sneered, holding a long sword, standing there majestically, and said to He Yuzhu and his friends: "Go quickly, I will deal with them."

He Yuzhu and Liu Ying were shocked, they felt Huaihua's determination and courage. Although they were surprised by Huaihua's appearance, they knew that there was no time to think about it.

"Huaihua, be careful!" He Yuzhu said to Huaihua, "We are leaving, you must protect yourself."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Huaihua smiled slightly, with a hint of determination in her eyes, "You guys go quickly, I'll take care of these people."

He Yuzhu and Liu Ying said nothing more. They quickly turned around and left the street, rushing towards a safe area in the distance. Huaihua faced the men in black alone, with an upright posture and a firm gaze, ready to meet the upcoming challenge.

While they were leaving, Yan Bugui was doing business with a foreign buyer in a luxurious private club. The buyer was a mysterious Westerner who seemed to be talking happily with Yan Bugui on the surface, but he was hiding an unfathomable conspiracy in his heart.

"Mr. Yan, your courtyard house is very nice." The Westerner said in fluent Chinese, "I am very interested in this ancient house. I wonder if you can consider lowering the price?"

In a corner of the capital, Huaihua's grandfather was sitting on an old bamboo chair, smoking a pipe leisurely. He was a frequent visitor in this corner, and people called him the old naughty boy because he was lively and cheerful, always bringing laughter and happiness to the people around him.