Chapter 167: Third Sister Only Trusts Qin Yun! Don't Blame Brother Jiang

“An invitation to a top-tier banquet? Tsk… just put it there. I just returned to the country and already some partners know about it.”

“All the socialites and bigwigs of the capital will probably attend. Gosh, my charm really is hard to hide.“

Qin Xiangyun’s plane had just landed when her personal agent handed her an invitation of unknown origin.

Although she couldn’t understand why a top tycoon family like the Su family would give her—someone whom they essentially regarded as being no more than a celebrity—an invitation.

But being able to enter such a place was itself a sign of status and identity.

Even the top-tier domestic and international megastars didn’t necessarily qualify to enter that circle.

Thinking that, Qin Xiangyun’s already proud chin couldn’t help but lift higher.

“Xiangyun, your identity isn’t just the nation’s beautiful racing driver. You’re also an indispensable part of the country’s sports publicity and audience-pulling efforts. Getting an invitation to such a top event is naturally because your own strength is solid.”

Her agent smiled so broadly his mouth nearly split.

An invitation at this level, even a hint of its circulation, would cause long-standing envy.

And it could indirectly raise Qin Xiangyun’s commercial value within the circle.

Why not take advantage of it?

“Enough, I’d better go to the detention center first.”

“I was only away from home for three months, and I see the Qin family is being torn apart by that troublemaker Qin Jiang!”

“Take the handwritten letter I wrote to Director Ji and tell him to do whatever it takes to get my family out first, otherwise how can I properly compete for this nation?”

“Let him figure out the pros and cons himself!”

Qin Xiangyun spoke calmly and composedly, as if sure that once she acted, there was almost nothing in this city she couldn’t accomplish.

After all, the country currently lacked a female racer who excelled both technically and in image to serve as a gimmick to draw public attention to the nation’s sports.

Qin Xiangyun was outstanding in ability and her looks were the most crowd-pleasing.

Of course she would be cultivated.

But despite her confidence, Qin Xiangyun couldn’t foresee that she would also miscalculate.

“Xiangyun, the car is ready.”

Soon, Qin Xiangyun and her agent appeared at the entrance of the detention center.

By coincidence, they happened upon Qin Yun, who was being released on medical parole due to weak health.

He only needed to be detained for three days.

Despite being the true instigator, he received the lightest punishment.

How could this not give their fourth sister Qin Shuyun a heart attack? She had completely seen through Qin Yun.

But that wasn’t enough. She wanted the whole Qin family to be able to see and expose Qin Yun’s vicious hypocrisy.

However, her detention was too long so she had been transferred to prison. And with pressure from the wealthy Yan family, visits were temporarily forbidden.

And eldest sister Qin Moyun’s crime wasn’t severe—just slander and defamation—so she was detained for a total of seven days.

Qin Moyun being a CEO used some connections and money to cut her detention short and she was out early.

But on the day she left, she practically strode straight past Grandma Qin and the other detained Qin Yun, without so much as an extra glance at them.

Only after Qin Moyun’s figure had completely disappeared did Grandma Qin’s face turn extremely ugly. “Wicked girl! Truly a wicked girl ruined by that wild brat Qin Jiang!!”

“She doesn’t even respect our culture’s foremost tradition of honoring the old and loving the young. Wait until I get out! I’ll punish her by making her properly kneel in front of the ancestral hall!!”

In the old matriarch’s eyes, the Qin family’s ancestral hall was the symbol of her authority to govern the Qin family.

She could, under the righteous name of “ancestral rites and laws,” constrain and punish her descendants to satisfy her sense of wielding power as an elder.

She had little real power in her life.

She had never actually managed anyone under her.

But as long as she sat on the high seat in the ancestral hall, she claimed the right to discipline her descendants.

She was the head of the family!

She had the absolute authority of the family head!!

Unfortunately, this trip to court shattered the sense of fulfillment she’d always taken pride in—her control over those “rites and rights.”

Especially when she found that the grandchildren who had once been clearly deferential now actually dared to resist her…

Grandma Qin’s wrinkled face had grown even more haggard from her recent melancholic episode.

Already gaunt with age and lacking fine clothes or jewels for adornment, she only wore a plain detention suit… at a glance she looked unmistakably like a “harsh old country woman.”

When Qin Xiangyun arrived at the detention center entrance, she saw the dejected-looking Qin Yun being released.

She hurried forward, and her usually cool, aloof face finally showed concern and anxiety.

This brother Qin Yun had been raised under her watch since childhood. How could she not be aware of his character and upbringing?

And now he had been brought to a detention center.

Of course this was the doing of that brat, Qin Jiang!

“Yun, my little brother, what’s happened to you?”

“Let me see, Yun—you’ve lost weight. Were you framed and badly wronged by that brat Qin Jiang during this time?”

“Don’t worry… Third Sister is back and will deal with him properly!“

Qin Xiangyun stepped forward, gently took Qin Yun’s hand, and the next moment Qin Yun, as if burdened by immense grievance, flung himself straight into her arms.

For a moment, tears, like a broken string of pearls, rolled down his cheeks.

“Thi…Third Sister, you’re finally back.”

Qin Yun’s fragile yet stubborn gaze made Qin Xiangyun’s brow knit, and she couldn’t help adding to Qin Jiang’s list of crimes.

“Yun, don’t be sad, Third Sister is here.”

“Now tell me carefully, step by step, what has happened recently. Qin Jiang has always been cowardly and fawning over our family… how could he have the nerve to do this…”

This was something Qin Xiangyun had been curious about. For the past three months she had been abroad, busy with competitions and business activities and was out of touch with everything at home.

Of course, after landing she could have people check things out first.

But to Qin Xiangyun, all the outside rumors paled compared to the truth personally told by Qin Yun.

She only trusted Qin Yun.

After all… if it weren’t for Yun specially modifying the top-tier racer Predator for her—an almost custom-built, supreme car—she wouldn’t have been able to dominate in racing alone among all sports.

The international awards she’d won even surpassed the once-dreaded underground track legend… Jiang Feng!

Unfortunately, Jiang Feng was forced to retire two years ago due to a doping scandal, though the racing legend he built remains unbroken to this day.

But that man could no longer become the stuff of legends again.

This meant that in the local racing circles now, whether it was legitimate races or the grayer, more dangerous life-or-death racing projects.

Qin Xiangyun could challenge them all, becoming the top racing ace after Jiang Feng!!

Of course, she wouldn’t reveal these career ambitions hastily.

She tenderly reached out to wipe the tears from Qin Yun’s eyes. Yun, as a man, should be stoic, but now he clung to her in such fragility and pain—surely he’d been gravely wronged.

If she didn’t stand by him, that would be the greatest harm to her brother, Yun.

So Qin Xiangyun carefully cupped Qin Yun’s chin and delicately wiped away his tears.

Her brows, eyes, and entire bearing radiated an unprecedented gentleness.

The public always said Qin Xiangyun had a fiery temper and was a sizzling beauty.

But now, facing the brother she trusted and was closest to, she still showed her gentlest, loveliest side.

“Third Sister, if I tell you… you absolutely mustn’t blame Brother Jiang…none of this has anything to do with Brother Jiang—if anyone’s to blame, blame only me…”