Mo Wenwan’s face was almost ashen, but in this situation, she still had to clean up the mess for Mo Qian. She softened her tone and said:
"Miss Qin, this time my younger brother indeed misspoke. You, being magnanimous, please don’t hold it against him."
Qin Miaomiao glanced at her and smirked:
"Miss Mo, your younger brother’s temperament really needs more correction. As for my matter, I can choose to overlook it."
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"However, daring to slander my godfather—this matter cannot be let go so easily. Otherwise, people might think my godfather is someone who can be disrespected by anyone! Little Sixth, take action. Don’t cripple him."
Mo Wenwan shook with rage but was utterly helpless. Mo Qian’s face was full of panic, as Little Sixth dragged him away like a dead dog! When Little Sixth took action, he was never soft-handed.
Mo Wenwan’s hateful gaze locked firmly onto Qin Miaomiao. This was a direct slap to her face!
Lu Qing looked at Qin Miaomiao with laudation in his eyes. To kill the chicken to warn the monkeys—her move had already established her authority.
She wasn’t Mr. Jiu’s biological daughter nor a member of the Su Family, and there would inevitably be dissenting voices in the future, which would take time to resolve.
However, this maneuver, using the matter with Mo Qian to make an example in public, ensured others would have to weigh their options when dealing with her.
Power has always been the guiding principle. Mr. Jiu operated this way, and the heir he chose should operate this way as well.
The faces of the crowd were diverse in expression; however, some members of the Su Family were still not willing to yield. Su Chengbin snorted coldly and said:
"Mr. Jiu, we can accept you taking in a goddaughter or even adding her to the family registry, but appointing someone with a different surname to be your heir—this is truly absurd, isn’t it? Are you planning to hand over the Su Family to an outsider? Our Su Family has plenty of talented young men of the younger generation. It’s fine that you have no biological children; you can simply select someone from our family and adopt them as your son. Yet you bring in some unknown woman from outside and make her your heir—could anything be more laughable?"
Su Bowen also chimed in at this point. They were all direct descendants from the main Su Family line, sons of the former Su Family head.
"Mr. Jiu, strictly speaking, this is something I shouldn’t say, but we’ve come to this point, so I must. Su Jiu, when it comes down to it, you’re not even a true member of the Su Family. My father adopted you and raised you, allowing you to serve as family head all these years—that’s already more than enough respect. By now, it’s time to return the heir’s position to our Su Family."
Qin Miaomiao’s expression tightened. These members of the Su Family were indeed stirring trouble!
They deliberately brought up these ancient matters in front of everyone—wasn’t this a direct insult to Ninth Uncle?
Lu Qing placed his hand on her shoulder, gave her a meaningful look, and leaned close to her ear to say softly:
"Stay calm. Ninth Uncle will handle it."
He was a towering figure of his time! Even though he had retired for years, the ruthlessness in his bones had not diminished in the slightest.
The Su Family members jumping out now were simply putting themselves in the line of fire!
Mr. Jiu lifted his eyelids and gave the two a glance, speaking calmly:
"It seems these years of peaceful days have made you both forget your place, daring to act unruly in my presence."
Su Bowen and Su Chengbin felt a jolt in their hearts, yet on the surface, they forced themselves to stand firm. This was the Su Family! They were legitimate Su Family members, and they had already tolerated him sitting in the top position for long enough. Now he wanted to install a girl above them? Completely out of the question!
Mr. Jiu’s gaze swept across their faces, while the other family heads watched the drama unfold. The Su Family had always been the leading family out of the four major clans—discord within the Su Family naturally presented a significant opportunity for others.
"Since you have so many grievances against me, there’s no need for you to stay."
His tone was light, yet the words landed like heavy blows on the two men’s shoulders.
"Divest from Su Family shares. Get out."