Chapter 6: Shocking! An eighty-year-old granny is despised by her own grandson!

At Lin Qingqing’s command, the bodyguards behind her sprang into action.

Even though the scene felt a bit juvenile, why did it still feel so satisfying?

It was just that the gold necklace was a little too thick—too heavy—her neck wasn’t quite used to it.

Blame it on her sudden rise from poverty. The moment Butler Ding mentioned that their family owned a gold shop, she immediately told him to go there and bring back the thickest gold chain they had.

Then she spent quite a while in the room admiring it before she could calm her excitement and finally head out.

She had never seen this much money before, let alone such a thick gold chain. And having so many bodyguards on standby at all times? That was a first too.

Being the richest person really felt amazing!

So, no matter what, she would not allow anyone to take this position away from her! Not even the original male or female leads!

This position was hers!

She’d keep it until she turned three years old again!

When Qin He saw the tattoo-covered elderly lady commanding the bodyguards to restrain the gangsters, he immediately raised his hand to cover his face and whispered to Qin Jingshu in a low voice, “Your grandma is here.”

Qin Jingshu shifted his disdainful gaze and replied, “Your grandma.”

Qin He: “Your grandma!”

Qin Jingshu: “Your grandma.”

…How embarrassing. Were these things grandsons were supposed to say?

Their once-elegant grandmother now looked like a punk gang boss with all those tattoos—absolutely tacky.

Lin Qingqing beamed with a kind, gentle smile as she walked up to Qin Jingshu and Qin He. “My dear grandsons, I’m here!”

The two of them stiffened, their faces full of rejection, as if their entire bodies were screaming: Don’t come any closer!

For the first time in their twenty-something years of life, they felt ashamed to be part of the Qin family.

But they couldn’t avoid her. What if she got upset and had a health issue?

After all, at her age, even a little emotional turbulence could be risky.

Lin Qingqing noticed the subtle expressions on her two eldest grandsons’ faces and smiled faintly. “Don’t be afraid, my sweet grandsons. Grandma is here to protect you!”

“…The gangsters aren’t even half as scary as you are.”

Qin Jingshu took off his suit jacket and forcefully draped it over the old lady, buttoning it up one button at a time.

Lin Qingqing looked at his actions, confused. “What are you doing? Grandma’s not cold. It’s over 20 degrees today…”

Was this grandson being too filial?

Qin Jingshu fastened the last button and frowned. “Don’t you know how old you are? Still thinking you’re young? Dressing like this and exposing your stomach—you’re not afraid of catching a cold? What if you get a stomachache later?”

Qin He, watching their suddenly rebellious grandma, nodded in agreement. “Exactly! Didn’t you always tell us when we were kids not to let our stomachs get cold? Did you forget? And what’s with all this… dragon and phoenix art? I don’t even want to talk about it…”

The more Qin He spoke, the quieter he got, and the more obvious his disgust became.

Up until today, he actually thought tattoos were kind of cool. If it hadn’t been for his grandma’s disapproval, he probably would’ve gotten a full sleeve years ago. But now that she had tattoos, he suddenly realized—this stuff was kinda lame.

The illusion he had about tattoos was instantly shattered.

Lin Qingqing shrugged indifferently. “This is fashion. What do you guys know? It’s also great for intimidation—it can psychologically overwhelm your enemies. Besides, look—”

She took off the suit jacket and spun in front of them, grinning proudly. “Look! No matter from the front, the side, or the back—from all three angles—I’ve got style! Don’t you think?”

Qin Jingshu and Qin He: “…” We don’t feel style. We feel secondhand embarrassment.

Lin Qingqing couldn’t care less what her grandsons thought. As long as she gained her surprise points, they could say whatever they wanted. She only wanted to become younger, more beautiful, and live a glamorous life as the richest woman.

Ten minutes later, the police she called arrived.

But—those righteous officers headed straight for her, the white-haired old lady.

Just as they approached, Qin Jingshu and Qin He immediately stepped in front of her.

The police spoke sternly, “We received a report of a disturbance. Please don’t obstruct our work.”

Lin Qingqing reached out and shoved aside the two muscular human walls in front of her. She poked her head out through the gap, grinning sweetly. “Officer uncles, it wasn’t me! It was those little thugs causing trouble. I may look like an old gang leader, but I’m a model citizen! And I’m the one who called the police! They were bullying my grandsons!”

“…Sorry, ma’am…” the officer said awkwardly, clearing his throat.

It was just—this old lady had more tattoos than the gangsters. It was hard not to think she was associated with them.

The police took the gangsters away. Qin He stared at the giant dragon tattoo stretching across his grandma’s back and finally couldn’t hold it in: “Grandma, you should get rid of the tattoo.”

Lin Qingqing’s aged face lit up in a sly smile. “Nope.”

She still needed to shock the rest of the family!

After all this effort getting it done, she had to use it to its fullest—milk all the surprise value she could!

With that, Lin Qingqing turned and walked off.

She figured Qin Jingshu and Qin He must have a lot to say. She’d leave them the space to clear up misunderstandings and deepen their bond. That way, her position as head of the richest family wouldn’t be taken by the original male and female protagonists!

Qin Jingshu and Qin He watched their grandmother’s stubborn silhouette disappear. They looked at each other and sighed helplessly at the same time.

After a few seconds of silence, Qin Jingshu turned to Qin He and asked, “You’re sure you didn’t send those people?”

“Do I look like someone who’d do that kind of thing? But…” Qin He paused briefly, then said seriously, “I think this feels more like something big brother would do. He cares a lot about the family head position.”

Seeing that there was no reaction on Qin Jingshu’s face, Qin He added, “Honestly, since you’re planning to leave the Qin family anyway, why not hand over your five percent of the shares to me? At least I can protect you from big brother’s future attacks.”

At those words, Qin Jingshu’s eyes darkened slightly. A flicker of mockery rose in his heart.

So in the end, Qin He was still after his shares?

He’d almost believed this had nothing to do with Qin He. But now it seemed like this whole thing could’ve been orchestrated by him—just using a different strategy. No longer forcing him into desperation, but instead playing the brotherly love card.

Qin Jingshu narrowed his eyes and didn’t respond to the offer. Instead, he asked, “Why are you here?”

Qin He sighed, “Grandma called me in the middle of the night, said it was something important and insisted I come.”

He thought it might be about the will. But in the end, all she wanted was to show off how “stylish” her tattoos looked…

Qin Jingshu let out a cold internal laugh. So it was last night. Grandma and Qin He had already conspired together.

Was grandma now favoring big brother and second brother too?

Qin Jingshu pressed his thin lips into a tight line. After a few seconds, he said, “Is there anything else? If not, I won’t see you out.”

Qin He frowned. “Big brother always said you were weird. Guess he was right. I helped you out with those gangsters just now—can’t even get a meal in return? And now you’re kicking me out? Seriously…”

Before Qin He could finish his sentence, Qin Jingshu had already walked away, leaving him with nothing but a cold back.

Qin He shook his head in resignation. “Seriously… What did I do to deserve this today? Got blamed, had my nerves wrecked, and now I’m getting kicked out…”

Then something hit him.

Wait a minute…

The way grandma showed up today, with such flair, clearly meant she was prepared. Could it be… she already knew someone would be blaming him for something?