Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

"Look, Satoru is so nice to her."

Xie Qing's tone also calmed down at this point, and he seemed really puzzled: "The Qin family also fed her well. Although my aunt was a little dissatisfied with her because of her personality, as long as Ah Wu was around, she could be said to be the ancestor of the entire Nangang. But what did she do in the end?"

"Arson, kidnapping, and asking for money!"

"It's just stupid to the extreme!"

Xie Qing sat down on the shabby bench next to him, slapping the already shaky armrests.

"How could you really like such a person, arrogant, selfish, cold-blooded, greedy?"

Xie Qing turned to look at Wen Can with great sorrow: "As a person like you who has been injured and has a disability, shouldn't you be more eager for someone who can give you warmth and love? But with Ye Shiyi in that state, do you believe her when she says she loves you?"

"..."

Although he felt that the entire process was wrong, the last question was actually quite to the point.

The street lamp was creaking and shaking, struggling to illuminate the blurry night, and also blurring the man's cold, drooping eyelashes.

"She won't say she loves me."

He said.

Xie Qing was stunned: "Then what kind of love are you talking about? Or do you think she loves you but can't express it?"

"..." Wen Can had basically figured out the character of this rich girl in front of him, and he could actually smile easily.

"No, but it doesn't matter." He said, "You also said that I really like her. As for whether she likes me or not, it's not that important."

"..." Xie Qing was stunned, "You are really a holy father."

Wen Can was too lazy to reveal the details of his feelings to others, so he changed the subject and asked lightly, "Do you really hate Ye Shiyi?"

"Of course." Xie Qing sneered.

"But don't you find that your description of her memory is particularly vivid?"

"Because she's annoying enough! That arrogant face and that indifferent back!"

"..." Wen Can was silent for a few seconds, then said slowly, "Recall it carefully again."

"Recalling it ten thousand times will give the same result!"

"But it doesn't sound like that to me."

"What do you mean?" Xie Qing became alert.

"It sounds to me like you might actually like her."

“……………………………………”

Xie Qing's mouth twitched nervously twice, and he stood up suddenly, bursting out with an angry question that was so sharp that it broke his voice: "Huh????"

Wen Can just nonchalantly stared at the night ahead, and said calmly: "You even remember what color skirt she wore when you first met her, and you remember that there was a tree behind her, and you remember every word she said - how can this not be considered love?"

“……………………”

Xie Qing's face turned from white to red, from red to blue, and then from blue to purple. Finally, it turned into a color palette with indistinguishable colors, or a balloon painted with various colors that was blown up bigger and bigger and looked like it would explode in the next second.

Wen Can raised his palms and made a stop gesture: "Okay, I get it, don't get excited, you really hate her. It's not that you like her or pay attention to her involuntarily, or admire and yearn for her - you really hate her."

"…………"

The balloon that was thought to be about to explode finally deflated due to the extremely cold night wind.

After Xie Qing sneezed, he shivered and looked at Wen Can angrily: "Don't think that others like Ye Shiyi just because you like her."

Wen Can made a puzzled expression, but his tone was very calm: "How can your likes be the same as mine?"

"…………Okay, okay, I know you really love her and can't help yourself." Xie Qing rolled his eyes, secretly cursed "dead cripple", and said dejectedly, "It seems that you don't care about her past at all, even if she is an ungrateful person and let Huo Hai go and almost killed someone."

Wen Can remembered what the girl had just said on the terrace and her shining eyes.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly: "I'm not such a good person either."

He said: "If she really did cheat on someone, all I can do now is probably to help her hide the evidence."

Xie Qing:......

Xie Qing stared at him with a perverted look, and finally said: "What goes with the pot, what goes with the lid. You two are really a perfect match."

"Thank you for the blessing."

"..."

It was too cold to stay outside any longer, and Xie Qing didn't want to stay in the same space with this potential murderer who looked weak but was actually a pervert.

On the way back to the banquet hall, Xie Qing couldn't help but ask: "Will you really kill people? If someone angers you, or someone infringes on your interests - will you really kill people? Or, if someone hurts Ye Kong, will you really kill people?"

"..."

Wen Can was stunned for a moment.

He didn't know if it was because Miss Xie was too single-minded. Although she always had a very messy and erroneous mental journey, she always seemed to be able to ask the most direct and fatal important questions.

On the way back to the brightly lit house, he couldn't help but start thinking.

If it was seven years ago, he would probably just treat this question as a joke...

Wait a moment……

The wheelchair suddenly stopped on the road beside the grass.

The man's hands were still on the wheel, but he suddenly stopped.

seven years ago.

Why also seven years ago?

His mother passed away, and he saw Ye Kong on that highway seven years ago.

But why did Ye Kong appear in the Qin family in Nangang seven years ago?

How did she suddenly go to Southport?

"Hey!" Xie Qing in front of him noticed that he had suddenly stopped, crossed his arms and turned to look at him, "Even if you don't want to answer, you don't have to freeze to death outside, right?"

“…” Wen Can came back to his senses and continued to turn the wheelchair.

Will there be a sandman?

In fact, he would rather ask Ye Kong about this question.

Seeing how much she hates the Qin family now, he also wants to know, if she were to go back to Nangang many years ago, would she really do it?

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The melody keeps flowing.

Drinks and delicacies were brought in and removed in a constant stream.

In a dim terrace, Madam Qin uttered a tired bass voice: "What on earth are you thinking? Do you really want her to be Madam Qin?"

"In that case, why don't you dare take off the mask in front of her?"

"Awu, you also remember her last words, right?"

"She said, don't let her see your face again, otherwise..."