Even if you wear fast female accessories, you should also be brave enough to look bad

After the new year comes early spring, the weather is gradually getting warmer, and the cats in the wind are beginning to change their hair.

There will be some hair left in the gaps between tables and chairs, places where cats often lie down, etc.

Yun Qian took a small brush to clean out a handful of golden hair, then looked back to find the owner of the hair based on its color.

The person responsible for the hair loss innocently raised his hind paws, licked them, and whispered softly: "Meow~"

A small basket has been filled with the hair that Yun Qian collected. The hair is of different colors, fluffy and soft.

She placed the small basket on the counter out of the cat's reach, and her eyes fell on Si Chen who opened the curtain and walked out of the baking room.

It's strange, I haven't seen Si Chen lose hair before.

Yun Qian thought about it and then asked, "Is it because of the human form that it doesn't fall?"

As he spoke, he also grabbed Si Chen's black hair.

Didn't fall off.

Si Chen was holding the tray with both hands and was stunned by the sudden tug.

"The human form doesn't...you really want to see me lose hair?"

"No," Yun Qian pictured the beautiful white cat with loose hair on its head, and couldn't help but smile, "Just asking."

Si Chen put the desserts on the tray into the cabinet. The tray was placed casually on the top of the cabinet. He turned around and hooked Yun Qian's fingers with his hand.

In a calm tone: "Are you going to see them today?"

Today Yun Qian is going to her adoptive parents' house, and certain things should be resolved.

Yun Qian nodded, "It's better not to keep putting off some things."

Si Chen lowered his eyelashes: "You really don't need me to go with you?"

"No, I'll be back soon."

The emotions in the light golden eyes fluctuated, but finally calmed down. Si Chen bent down and kissed the corner of Yun Qian's mouth.

"I'm waiting for you."

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Since Yun Qian moved out, she rarely went back to her adoptive parents' home, so when she stood in front of the small foreign-style building, she felt the contradictory feelings of familiarity and unfamiliarity intertwined.

The person who opened the door was the nanny who had worked at her adoptive parents' house for many years. She had been here before Yun Qian moved out.

Seeing Yun Qian, Auntie was obviously a little surprised, "Xiao Qian?"

"Are you here to see sir? Sir, they are all out."

Yun Qian nodded and glanced across the huge living room, "Did they say when they would be back?"

"I'm not sure about this, but it's almost dinner time and I should be back soon." Auntie looked up at the clock on the wall.

"Okay, you go ahead and do your work. I'll sit and wait for them to come back."

"Hey, okay."

Even though she was sitting, Yun Qian didn't stay in the living room for too long. She got up and went upstairs.

The room where the original owner lived before was on the side near the stairs. The door was closed at this time, and there was no dust on the door handle. People should have come in and out frequently.

Yun Qian opened the door and had a panoramic view of the furnishings inside. There were no bedding and cushions on the bed, but some sundries were piled on it, and boxes of various sizes were stacked up.

This place had obviously become a utility room. Yun Qian's eyes were calm, and he withdrew his gaze and closed the door.

At this moment, a voice came from downstairs.

"I told you a long time ago not to invest so much money in it. It's okay now. It's all in vain and you won't get any money back."

"Isn't it the case that you have been telling me that you have found professionals and that this project has prospects, and now you are blaming me? What do you mean?"

"Then you mean it's all my problem?"

The argument between a man and a woman was so loud that Yun Qian could hear it clearly from upstairs.

The two were arguing, and a weak female voice interrupted, "Sir, Xiao Qian is back..."

"Who?"

Yun Qian came down from upstairs and met the eyes of her adoptive parents. "Fighting will hurt your feelings, but it's better to be peaceful and make money."

The adoptive mother paused and said, "Why... why didn't you tell us in advance that you were coming so that we could be prepared?"

"Yes, the food has just been prepared. Let's stay and have a meal together." Unlike the dispute between the two just now, the adoptive father now agreed with the adoptive mother.

Yun Qian twitched the corners of his lips, "No need."

"I'm here to tell you something, and I'll leave as soon as I'm done."

……

There was a thick stack of papers on the coffee table in the living room. There was a lot of content on it. The adoptive parents looked unhappy after reading it.

The adoptive mother couldn't help it anymore and threw the paper in her hand on the table, "What do you mean?"

"After all, we have raised you up so well. There is hard work without hard work, right? Yun Qian, you have to be conscientious when doing things."

Yun Qian lowered her eyes and listened to her adoptive mother's sharp voice, and smiled when she heard the words.

"From a legal perspective, your adoption of me did not go through formal legal procedures. I have consulted a lawyer and the adoption relationship between us is not completely established."

"Also," Yun Qian pushed out a card, "there is some money in it, which is completely comparable to the money you spent on me."

"Since I have the ability to make money, I have never spent a penny of your money. The living expenses and tuition fees for college are also earned by my own work."

"Is this what you call hard work?"

The adoptive parents were speechless. The adoptive mother was a person who was greedy for money and was often unsatisfied when she got something. Although she was almost speechless by Yun Qian's words.

"But we have been supporting you for so long anyway, so this little money is not enough."

As the adoptive mother said, the adoptive father tugged on the adoptive mother's sleeve where Yun Qian couldn't see it, but the adoptive mother shook it off.

Yun Qian was noncommittal, took out the laptop he brought with him, and opened a file inside.

The file was a video, showing two adoptive parents with sad expressions on their faces. They said that Yun Qian would not care about them after he became famous. The seriousness of the words almost completely portrayed Yun Qian as an ungrateful person.

The volume of the notebook was deliberately amplified by Yun Qian. The adoptive parents' faces were ashen and the adoptive mother said angrily: "Why do you have this video?!"

The adoptive mother reached out and wanted to close the computer, but Yun Qian took the computer back and placed it away from her adoptive parents. She did not turn off the computer. The video continued to play, and after one session ended, it started playing again.

The sound ironically served as background music to the conversation between the three.

Yun Qian didn't know about this video at first. It was something made by her adoptive parents themselves. Yun Qian couldn't know about it either. She didn't have the ability to predict the unknown.

The video was given to her by Li Jia. When Li Jia handed the small pink USB flash drive to Yun Qian, Yun Qian was still out of the situation.

Because Yun Qian had thought of various ways to get a handle on her adoptive parents, but she never thought that Li Jia would personally hand over the handle to her.

That night, Yun Qian was sitting in her room editing videos. Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the beautiful cat in her arms looked up lazily.

Yun Qian opened the door and saw Li Jia who was looking hesitant.

"what happened?"