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

"Where are you going so late?"

When Wen Rong heard that Wen Can needed a driver so late at night, he came out with a frown on his brow, wearing warm pajamas, looking like the head of the family.

Wen Can stopped in the hall with his back to him, and after a moment he turned slightly sideways: "Go see my mother."

He shook off the envelopes in his hands that had been there for who knows how long: "By the way, read these to her."

Under the light, the man's eyes were like glass reflecting the moonlight, cold and bright enough to make people feel uneasy: "Besides, in the past, the person who paid the most attention to your birthday was her."

"So I think today, she would also like to share your joy."

"..."

Wen Rong was completely speechless.

He stood there, watching Wen Can stare at him dimly: "Dad, do you want to go with me?"

The doors and windows were all closed, and the heating in the room was strong enough that people would not feel warm even if they were only wearing one piece of clothing. However, Wen Rong suddenly felt a chill running up his back.

He involuntarily took a half step back, the soles of his shoes rubbing against the furry carpet, and he suddenly woke up, pulling the muscles on his face to reveal a smile: "I... I'm old, not like you young people, I will catch a cold if I go out so late... Why don't we go tomorrow?"

"But I can't sleep."

Wen Can turned his head back and sighed: "Forget it, I'll go by myself, you don't have to worry about me."

After the last almost gentle words of comfort came out, Wen Rong's whole body relaxed.

"Then take your bodyguard and secretary with you. Be sure to pay attention to safety. Also, put on an extra layer of clothes so you don't catch a cold."

"You're still so long-winded."

"As a father, of course I have to be a little more verbose."

Amidst a gentle and tolerant laugh, Wen Can's figure disappeared at the door.

When the huge hall was empty, the smile on Wen Rong's face was torn off layer by layer like a mask stuck on with glue, and finally only an expressionless coldness was left.

Suddenly, he heard some noise and turned around to look: "Who!"

In the corner, the servant emerged tremblingly from the basement: "Sir, I...I'm going upstairs to replace the quilt cover for Miss Qin."

Wen Rong then relaxed his expression: "Go, take good care of Miss Qin."

"Yes."

·

In the corridor where the guest rooms on the second floor were located, Qin Zheng stood against the wall with her mouth covered. It took her a while before she dared to breathe easily. She slowly retreated back to the room before the servant arrived.

He closed the door and walked straight into the bathroom. When the servant asked him about it, he replied casually, saying that he wanted to take a shower, and then turned on all the faucets.

The sound of splashing water filled the entire space, and heat quickly rose.

When she could no longer hear any sound outside the door, she finally regained a little sense of security and quickly made a phone call.

After failing to get through two or three times, Qin Zheng had to give up for the time being. When she was about to take a shower, she suddenly received a call back.

"Aunt, did I disturb your sleep?"

Qin Zheng, who was originally planning to show some concern, quickly noticed the extremely bad mood over there, and immediately cut to the chase: "You told me before to observe how this family gets along, and I found that you were right - Wen Can went out just now."

"Oh?" Mrs. Qin, who was originally tired and irritated, became interested. "It's so late and it's snowing. Why is he going out?"

"He said he was going to burn a letter for his mother."

"That sounds like a real pitiful little thing."

"He also invited his father to go with him, but was rejected."

"Even more pitiful."

"But the atmosphere was strange." Qin Zheng recalled the scene she had seen at that time, frowned slightly and thought, "I always feel that they are not as loving as the rumors say."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but ask, "Aunt, why do you suddenly want me to observe their interactions carefully?"

"Of course I find it strange too." The woman said coldly, "Although that brat Ye Kong went to cause trouble, he was destroying Wen Rong's place. The gift she gave to Wen Can today, which was covered with Chi Wandao's portrait, was really well thought out. Wen Can's reaction to receiving such a gift was normal, but Wen Rong..."

The woman sneered, "As a man who has lost his beloved and decided to remain faithful to his wife for the rest of his life, this is not the way you should behave."

Qin Zheng couldn't help but recall the past when she heard this.

But at that time, there was a lot of noise and everyone's attention was focused on Ye Kong. She didn't remember Wen Rong's expression at all. She could only vaguely remember that he was unhappy: "But his place was ruined, isn't it normal for him to be unhappy?"

"No matter how unhappy he is, when he first sees those lifelike portraits, he should have felt a sense of nostalgia - but he doesn't even have such a conditioned reflex. What does this mean?"

"It means this romantic guy is a fake."

Qin Zheng sat in a daze beside the bathtub, her mind flashing with many rumors she had heard over the years, as well as the affectionate expressions of Wen Rong that were even published in the Nangang newspapers - those bold headlines in black and white and the agony faces of men in the black and white photos came flooding in like a tide, overlapping one after another, and finally turning into what she had just seen, the small half step back.

——It might be difficult to notice from Wen Can's perspective, but she was on the stairs at the time, looking down from a high vantage point, and from a perspective from behind, so she saw very clearly the man's shoe sole rubbing against the carpet and he involuntarily took a small step back.

fake.

It was seven years after Chi Wandao's death, and there were still twenty more years before Chi Wandao's death.

This love story, which even the people of Nangang talk about with great relish and lament, is fake?

So what is the truth?

Does Wen Can know?

"That's why I let you stay there."

Madam Qin lowered her voice and said, "If you can find the fatal weakness of the Wen family, you might not have to marry that cripple Wen Can."

Qin Zheng: !!!!!!

In the cloud-like white mist, Qin Zheng's eyes suddenly widened.

Holding back her rapid breathing, Qin Zheng was about to say something when she suddenly heard a burst of sirens from the other side.

She was stunned: "Aunt, what happened to you?"

"Ah!"

Madam Qin uttered an extremely furious but suppressed sneer: "It's all Ye Kong's fault!"

Qin Zheng was about to continue asking questions when the other end of the phone hung up with a click.

·

A black car stopped in front of the coffee shop.

The broken glass door was still there, and it was obvious that it was extremely cold. Two bodyguards in black windbreakers were dozing off in the store, but when they saw the car stop, they immediately stood up and came out.

"Boss Ye, we..."

"I'll have someone come to secure the gate tomorrow. Just stay downstairs and sleep tonight. Don't come up."

Ye Kong was about to go upstairs with his clothes on, but he stopped after taking a step: "Oh, by the way, if someone wants to see me tonight, just tell them that I cannot be disturbed when I am sleeping, and unless she kneels down and kowtows to me, I will not see her."

"What if someone breaks in?" asked the bodyguard.

Ye Kong's eyes turned and he glanced at him: "Why did I invite you here? Just to eat dry food?"

Mr. Bodyguard smiled and lowered his head: "Got it."

·

When going upstairs, Ye Kong casually glanced at the store which was still in a mess, and couldn't help but think of the first two times the store was smashed... and what happened afterwards.

At that time, she didn't have to worry even for a second. There would always be someone busy in the store, calling people to renovate, buy new tables and chairs, and install stronger door locks...

Unlike his sloppy and flashy appearance, Qu Wu is actually a very competent and capable store manager.

Ye Kong thought.

Because he was so capable, he didn't even leave a phone number for the decorator.

I will have to find it myself later, or I don’t know if the bodyguard downstairs will understand these things... The people recommended by Xie Bai should be very versatile, right?

Thinking this, Ye Kong went straight into the bathroom.

Only when she came out, steaming in her pajamas, did he turn on the light on the second floor.

As he was wiping his hair and about to sit down at the table, he was suddenly stunned by the pile of information he saw.

Pick it up and take a look - "Plan for the purchase of the copyright of "All Stars" - Letter of Intent for XX Film and Television Cooperation"

Ye Kong flipped through the stack of documents, which were cooperation plans from various companies. Just a quick glance showed that there were at least a dozen drafts.

And when she picked up the whole thick stack of documents, she saw a sticky note stuck at the bottom.

You can tell it’s Qu Wu’s handwriting at first glance.

-Recently, we have received cooperation proposals from more than 200 companies, and only these twelve companies are worth looking at. I haven’t reviewed the details because I have to accompany my mother in the hospital, so you can take a look for yourself.

Then in the next line, two more sentences with darker colors were added.

-You can read it by yourself from now on! Apart from the comic "Stellaris", which I will follow until the end, I will slowly ask others to take care of the others. You are right, I also want to have my own life and my own world. In fact, you are no longer the most important person to me. I am just used to it.

The final period was drawn so hard that it almost tore through the paper.

Ye Kong blinked, slowly sat down at the table, stroked the sticky note, and after a moment he stuck it on the lamp in front of him, then looked at it seriously.

As the night deepened, the clock on the wall had already reached 1:30 in the morning.

Her hair was dried little by little by the heater and stopped dripping.

When he almost fell headfirst onto the table, Ye Kong realized that he had almost fallen asleep.

When she looked at the materials that she had not even finished reading half of, she impatiently grabbed them all and sat there for a few minutes, then sat at the big table closer to the window.

When the rice paper was peeled off, the draft of "Stars" was revealed underneath.

She stared at it for a while, then quickly bandaged her fingers and wrists and started painting again.

This painting took almost two hours.

A dazzling car light penetrated the glass and went straight into Ye Kong's eyes. She raised her head suddenly as if awakened, raised her hand to block the light, and looked down with a rather unhappy look.

It was a car that was obviously very valuable. She had seen it once when she left the Wen family today.

The corners of Ye Kong's mouth slowly curled up, and the paintbrush turned a circle in her hand and was then easily grasped by her.

·

The driver got out of the car first, went around to the back seat and opened the door.

The woman put on a pair of comfortable flat shoes and walked straight to the leaky shop door as soon as she landed.

Apparently, she didn't think she would be stopped until she was almost bumped into by the bodyguard who was striding towards her right after she entered the door.

This is extremely rude!

And if she hadn't been so unprepared and extremely anxious, such an embarrassing mistake would never have happened.

"Who are you?!" When the woman raised her head, she met the man's sharp gaze.

"Who are you, ma'am?"

The man glanced at the clock on the wall and raised his lip corners and said, "At three o'clock in the morning, you barged into someone else's store without permission and even turned the tables and asked who the person was?"

"..."

The woman had to step back.

When I turned around, I realized that there were quite a few people hiding in this shabby shop.

The bodyguards who were originally sleeping on the sofa with their legs spread out all sat up at some point. They were just like a group of wild beasts awakened from hibernation, with bright lights flashing in their eyes as they looked over.

Silence is captivating.

Fortunately, Mrs. Qin is also a person who has seen the world.

At this time, her driver and bodyguard had already walked forward, and the embarrassed and angry expression on her face had disappeared.

The woman took a deep breath and stood there and said, "I need to talk to your boss about something. It's urgent. I guess she has expected it. Go up and tell her."

"My boss did anticipate this."

The bodyguard crossed his arms, a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes, but his expression was full of annoying ridicule and interest: "She said that unless someone kneels down and kowtows to her, she will not see anyone no matter who the guest is."

"..."

Mrs. Qin's face gradually stiffened.

At this time, two or three more cars drove up behind her.

Tall men in suits and ties got out of the car one after another and silently walked forward to stand behind Mrs. Qin.

The bodyguard looked behind him and said, "Oh, you brought so many people? Are you going to break into a private house?"

Mrs. Qin's complexion has returned to normal.

She had a headache tonight. First, she had to deal with a group of smiling tigers at the Wen family. She thought she could go back to her residence to have a good rest but ended up going to the hospital. Then she went to the police station and argued with several shrewd lawyers for two hours... If she was calm enough, she would think over it again and again before making a decision. But no matter how she thought about it, Huo Qingyun must not be locked up!

Not even for one day!

Now that there is a bottom line, it is not difficult to make a decision.

"I must see Ye Kong today."

She said calmly, "We can either go to my place to talk, or we can talk in this coffee shop - please go and tell her."

"The boss said so." The bodyguard stood in front of her and said calmly, "Either you kneel down and kowtow, or she won't see anyone."

Madam Qin sneered, "You are so brave."

She stepped back, and at the same time, the bodyguards hiding in the store stood up and surrounded her.

"I'm going to use force today and I must see Ye Kong!"

A crisp sound of bones rubbing against each other was heard in the extremely dim light.

The next second, people on both sides collided and fought each other.

"Don't break the boss's things! We get paid well!"

So a few minutes later, Ye Kong stood in front of the window and saw the rare melee scene below.

The snow is still falling heavily.

The lights of several cars were on, stretching out in the distance in the shape of rays in the night, illuminating the punches and kicks that were being thrown again and again.

The black hem of the dress made a solemn sound in the darkness.

The sound of fists hitting flesh, the hurried footsteps of leather shoes on the ground, and the men rising and falling, each with their own different groans or roars.

Some people were pinned to the ground, some rolled over and got up, and trash cans on the roadside were kicked over, making empty collision sounds in the snowy night.

Then there was the whirring sound of sticks being swung...