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

Inside the hotel there is a garden walkway that runs across the sky.

Ye Kong stood by the window and could see large areas of snow-covered trees below.

"There's a hot spring down there."

Wen Can said, "It's separated from the ski resort by a forest and a gate. You can go and try it later."

"Have you been here before?" Ye Kong asked.

Wen Can nodded.

"So, between you and Li Yin, who is better at skiing?"

"I." Wen Can gave a simple answer, as if he was just stating a fact.

There was a sound of footsteps coming from far behind him. Ye Kong turned around and saw that it was Wen Lian and the group of second generation.

Meeting her gaze, Wen Lian actually nodded politely.

Ye Kong: ...

She raised her eyebrows slightly and watched the tall but frail figure walking away amid the crowd.

She could even hear him coughing occasionally.

"What are you looking at?" Wen Can turned the wheelchair around.

"Look at desire."

Ye Kong said: "Even if I only have one day left to live, I will still do whatever it takes for power and wealth - although I have always known that this desire exists objectively, I actually cannot understand it at all."

"That's probably because what you want is something that cannot be exchanged for money or power."

"You know?" Ye Kong turned to look at him.

"I don't know," Wen Can said, "Maybe you can tell me?"

"..." Ye Kong's eyelids drooped slightly, and then lifted up again after a moment, "I want love."

"..." Wen Can was extremely glad that he didn't drink the water at that moment, otherwise he would have sprayed it out without any grace.

But even so, he still couldn't control his expression.

"Laugh if you want."

Ye Kong was not surprised at all. He walked to the window and looked down calmly.

Her attitude was so normal that Wen Can didn't find it funny. After a moment of silence, he teased, "Are we recording some kind of emotional show now? A close friend or something?"

"No emotional program would ask me to be a guest. But if they want to study mental illness, they might ask me to be a guest."

Wen Can stopped smiling and asked her, "Why do you want love? Don't your parents love you? As far as I know, they are very biased towards you."

"I don't know. Maybe it's because I've never had it, so I can't tell."

"What about you?" Ye Kong turned his head and looked at him. "Have you ever had it? The kind of love that loves you the most in the world, only loves you, and no matter who you are put together, you will always be chosen unconditionally. Have you ever had it?"

“……”Wen Can fell into a long silence.

Ye Kong had just asked casually, but now he couldn't help but fix his eyes and focus, engraving the man's silent face more clearly with his eyes.

Just like an ink painting.

The peak of the brow is the ridge of a green mountain. Because the eyelashes are drooping and the mood is calm, it seems as if a little rain has fallen, creating a cold and clear mist.

The eyes seem clear, but when you look deeper you realize they are a cold, bottomless lake.

The bridge of the nose is like a tall and straight mountain peak, with elegant lines like the most decisive and eye-catching stroke by a painter. Ye Kong has never seen anyone with a better-looking nose than Wen Can.

As for the lips—the lips...

"Had."

The sudden answer interrupted Ye Kong's description. She looked into Wen Can's eyes and fell into the calm lake.

He smiled slightly, but there was no emotion in his eyes: "This kind of...love you are talking about? I have indeed had it."

Ye Kong was stunned for a moment: "Who?"

"My mother."

"...Not surprising." Ye Kong said, "According to my observation, this kind of feeling almost always appears between relatives."

"Father and son, brothers, mother and son..." Ye Kong seemed to be lost in some memories, "I'm really curious."

"Ninety percent of my limited curiosity has been spent on this question."

Her eyes scattered and focused, landing on Wen Can's face, "Why can a person love another person at such a high cost?"

"What is it like to love someone the most in the whole world? What is it like to be loved uniquely by someone?"

She leaned sideways and moved closer to Wen Can until she could see herself clearly in his pupils: "You have experience, can you share it with me?"

"..."

·

Wen Lian, who was about to walk over here with two cups of coffee, suddenly stopped.

From his angle, he could only see the girl's back as she bent sideways.

The sunlight poured in from the window, covering her messy long hair and casting a blurry edge on the two overlapping figures.

——It looked like an extremely beautiful and quiet kiss.

Wen Lian held the coffee cup and turned to look behind her.

Du Ruowei, who had just stepped onto the last step, froze there, and the person who held her arm and stopped with her was Ye Baozhu.

"It seems..." she said softly, "my sister really likes Wen Can."

"Have you ever seen Wen Can kissing someone?" She didn't turn around, as if she was just stunned by the scene, and her words sounded like a dream, "He's obviously someone who never even has any scandals."

Du Ruowei suddenly pulled her hand back, turned around and strode away, but was grabbed by Ye Baozhu.

"Aren't you going to get clothes for Li Yin?"

"Take the elevator!"

·

Du Ruowei's voice was quite loud, but the two men seemed not to hear it.

Wen Can was thinking seriously about how to answer Ye Kong's question.

After thinking for a while, he slowly said, "It's probably just like taking a hot spring bath."

"Every cell in my body is completely relaxed in the hot water. I feel warm and cozy, and I feel like I can fall asleep anywhere at any time. I have a sense of...security everywhere, because I know that no matter where I fall asleep, someone will wake me up and let me have a hot breakfast."

The sound of water drops as cool as the sound of green bamboo speaks something lazy and warm.

But Ye Kong only saw burnt ashes in his eyes, and even the remaining sparks only served to highlight his dead silence and desolation.

"what are you doing?"

Wen Can's voice woke her up from her daze.

Looking closely, I found that she had actually reached out her hand and was touching other people's eyes.

"There's dust on your eyelashes."

Ye Kong twisted the other person's eyelashes without changing his expression, then let go of his hand and rubbed his fingertips.

"Why do you have such long eyelashes when you are a grown man?"

"...My mother cut my eyelashes specially when I was little. It is said that they grow longer this way." Wen Can smiled, "I don't know if it's true."

"It's just folk superstition. Whether your eyelashes are long or not depends on your genes."

·

For the whole day, Ye Tingchu didn't even see Ye Kong's shadow.

It was not until she finished the contract and went over all the project details with her team and the Wen family that she finally had time to eat.

But she didn't see Ye Kong even during dinner, and no one answered the phone when she called.

Biting his steak, Ye Tingchu looked at his phone and raised the volume to ask the second generation over there: "Has anyone of you seen Ye Kong?"

The few people who were suddenly spoken to were thrown into panic for a moment.

You know, for a typical second generation of parasites like them, people with power like Ye Tingchu are very scary, and they are on the same level as their parents, uncles, etc. who are in power.

Therefore, they were naturally inferior to Ye Tingchu and his companions.

This is also the reason why no one dares to speak nonsense in front of Wen Can even though he is disabled.

"No...I didn't see it."

Several people answered at once.

"She had always been with Wen Can and Lin Xinzhou before."

"They were still together during dinner, and Ye Kong ate a huge dessert."

"But then they separated. Wen Can seemed to have gone back to his room, while Lin Xinzhou and Sister Ran Qiu went for a massage."

"Ye Kong didn't see it."

"I saw her." A young man dressed in fancy clothes said nonchalantly, holding a wine glass, "She seemed to go to the hot springs."

"..."

"..."

After a moment's silence, excited and malicious booing broke out.

"how do you know?"

"You spied on her bathing in the hot spring?"

"You have been paying attention to Ye Kong's movements? Why? Zhou Song, you wouldn't be fascinated by her just because you tripped over her, right?"

"Are you really a masochist?!"

……

The young man slammed the table fiercely with a red face: "Shut up! Do you think I'm a pervert?! I just saw her walking in that direction on the first floor!"

……

After the fight, a few people looked back and found that Ye Tingchu was no longer there.

“But speaking of which,” Zhou Song, who was still furious just now, calmed down again and said thoughtfully while surrounded, “Do you think that Ye Kong is a little different from what is rumored?”

"What's the difference? I think she's even crazier than the rumors say."

"No, that's not what I meant." Zhou Song touched his chin. "I just suddenly felt that she wasn't the type of person who would go crazy because of jealousy. On the contrary, her madness was quite beautiful and sophisticated."

"..."

"..."

Someone raised his hand to touch his forehead: "Do you have a fever?"

"Didn't she hit your head with her ski pole instead of your leg?"