The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

In early summer, a stage play performance was organized on campus, and members of the club in Qin Jue's major invited students from the class to watch it together. To put it bluntly, they just served as audience members to make up the numbers.

Originally, Qin Jue didn't want to go. He moved out of the school dormitory. Normally, he would either stay with his wife in class or go home with his wife.

But Xu Huang has recently been pursuing a senior girl in the club, who is said to be very beautiful and has been featured on the confession wall several times.

When he heard that the other party was playing the female lead in this stage play, he instantly became interested and insisted on going to see it. He also planned to buy a bouquet of simple and perfect flowers in advance and give it to the other party when she got off the stage.

When being dragged to look at the club photos, Xu Huang kept pointing at the girl to show Qin Jue her appearance, but Qin Jue's attention was on the long skirt she wore during rehearsal.

"Where did they buy their skirts?" If memory served me correctly, this style was similar to the one his wife wore in the previous copy.

"Ah? How would I know... Why are you asking this?" Xu Huang couldn't keep up with his friend's thoughts for a moment.

"Let's go and watch a play."

Just like that, for the sake of a skirt, Qin Jue decided to follow his friend to watch a stage play that lasted more than two hours.

When the red velvet curtain fell, the actors on the stage bowed and left the stage one by one. Xu Huang was guarding the exit and successfully gave flowers and milk tea to the girl in front of her surprised eyes.

Qin Jue also got the sales address and WeChat account of the skirt the girl was wearing as he wished, although it would take a week to wait for a skirt to be custom-made in the store.

He calculated the time and found that he would get the skirt just in time for the scheduled date.

"Hey, Jue, are you going to change your name now? And the Qiao family, Qiao Yueyang before..."

At noon, walking out of the studio and facing the scorching sun, Xu Huang enthusiastically shared with Qin Jue the further progress of his relationship, and then asked about the Qiao family.

Qin Jue was the lost child of the Qiao family. After Xu Huang learned this from his good friend, he was stunned for a while.

After all, in his impression, Qiao Yueyang's temper can only be described as hateful.

"No change. The Qiao family now only has my father, grandparents, and Qiao Yueqing who rarely shows up." The disputes within the family cannot be fully summarized in just one or two sentences. Qin Jue is not involved in these disputes, so it is naturally inconvenient for him to say more.

Just as he was speaking, the cell phone rang. Qin Jue answered it and learned that Grandma Qiao was ill and in the hospital.

The conversation was interrupted, Qin Jue explained the situation on his side, separated from Xu Huang, sent a message to You Mu who was still in a meeting, left the school gate, and took a taxi to the hospital first.

It was still the familiar ward on the fifth floor, but this time, the person lying on the bed was old lady Qiao. Qiao Rencheng was sitting beside the bed, holding a thermos cup and feeding her water.

"Why did she suddenly faint?" Qin Jue put down his backpack and walked into the ward. Looking at the half-conscious old lady Qiao, he felt a little worried.

When old people get old, they hate getting sick the most.

During this period of recuperation, his father recovered quickly and was discharged smoothly. On the contrary, the two elders of the Qiao family, who had always been in good health, caught a cold one after another after his father was discharged from the hospital.

The old man couldn't stand the fatigue due to the recent work, so it was normal for him to catch a cold and get sick. The doctor said that he should just rest and he will be fine.

Only this time, it looks much more serious.

Sighing, Qiao Rencheng put down the thermos cup and turned to speak: "The doctor means that he was depressed and worried too much, and suddenly suffered a major emotional blow. He couldn't bear it for a while, so he fainted."

"Strike?"

Seeing that Qin Jue wanted to ask more questions, Qiao Rencheng signaled with his eyes, and the two of them walked out of the ward.

"By the way, where is grandpa?" Qin Jue realized that someone was missing and asked casually.

"I went to see Yue Qing off and took the high-speed train. It was Yue Qing who brought your grandma to the hospital today..." Leaning against the window in the hospital corridor, Qiao Rencheng looked at the traffic under the high-rise building and sighed softly.

When things in the Qiao family were a little more settled, Grandma Qiao remembered Qiao Yueqing's previous abnormal behavior. Now that Qiao Yi Zhong and Qiao Yueyang were gone, there was only one person left who might know the inside story, Qiao Yueqing.

Grandma Qiao rushed to the apartment where Qiao Yueqing lived alone overnight. After repeated questioning, she got a completely different version of the story from Qiao Yueqing.

In fact, even if Mrs. Qiao didn't ask, Qiao Yueqing, who suffered inner torture day and night, was under extreme pressure.

Qiao Yueqing's personality was not compatible with the two father and son. She was often ignored by Qiao Yi Zhong in private because of their close relationship. And because she was cowardly, lacked love, and was overly love-minded, she was always scolded by Qiao Yueyang.

But even so, after accidentally learning that Qiao Yueyang had killed his classmates at school, and not celebrating the festival as he had said in front of his grandparents, the first thing she thought of was to conceal it for him.

Because her father had told her since she was a child that she, Yueyang and his father were a family connected by blood.

But she was raised by Grandma Qiao after all, and the kindness in her heart was condemned day and night by these expiration dates and lies.

In fact, she never understood her father. She didn't understand why he always appeared to be harmonious and close to his family, but secretly instigated Yueyang to distinguish between his own people and outsiders. She didn't understand that her father didn't love her anymore just because she was closer to her grandmother.

Perhaps it was the lack of fatherly love in her youth that cultivated Qiao Yueqing's morbid love-brain emotion. Whenever she met a boyfriend who was like her ideal father figure, even if he had great flaws, she would always deliberately magnify his strengths and forget his shortcomings because she was greedy for those tiny bits of love.

When Grandma Qiao came to her house, Qiao Yueqing knew that she could no longer hide it. She told her everything, but was no longer able to speak when facing these people who treated her, her father and her brother sincerely.

She didn't know why things had come to this point, but she couldn't face the faces of these loved ones again.

After making sure that Grandma Qiao was not seriously ill and just needed to rest, Qiao Yueqing notified her uncle and grandfather, handed over the doctor's documents, and planned to leave the city where she grew up.

Old Master Qiao didn't say anything to stop him. He just remained silent for a while and then said goodbye to them.

"Yue Qing should have left by now." Qiao Rencheng couldn't help but light a cigarette, feeling quite annoyed.

He also watched Yue Qing grow up, but later, Achen was lost and his wife was gone, and he couldn't even take care of himself, let alone pay attention to Yue Qing.

It was also because of this incident that the old man and the old lady were exhausted during that period and neglected Yue Qing, who was not liked by her father.

Later, when they went to boarding school, their relationship with Yue Qing became more and more distant, and they even had very few opportunities to sit down and have a good chat.

It was their negligence that created Yue Qing's personality.

Rubbing his brows, Qiao Rencheng felt a little tired. These things weighed on his nerves. Even though he tried hard to suppress them and shouldered the burden of being the head of the family, he still felt physically and mentally exhausted.

"Ajue, the Qiao family's assets, the shares that belonged to your late grandfather Fang, and the appreciation over the years have been divided up before, but now, they will all be left to Yue Qing. I will ask a lawyer to find her for the subsequent share division. I will leave the rest to you. I want you to get in touch with and experience the company's affairs as soon as possible."

By getting in touch with him earlier, he would also be able to know whether Achen has the ability to manage a company.

Before, Yi Zhong...always wanted to overtly or covertly force Yue Yang into the company to train him as the successor.

It's not that he hadn't tried, but Yue Yang's ability really couldn't support such a large company, so he was reluctant to give in. Perhaps even these rational and objective judgments were seen by the other party as his evil act of wanting to monopolize the company and swallow up the assets left by Uncle Fang.

It was the Qiao family that wanted to monopolize the results of the cooperation between the two families and wanted to erase the contributions his biological father had made to the company.

Let’s not talk about the past for now. He still has enough energy now and can support the prosperity of the Qiao family. However, when he gets old, the Qiao family and the company will eventually fall into the hands of the next generation.

"I understand." Qin Jue agreed and had no objection to the other party's arrangement.

His sight followed the footsteps, and he saw You Mu, who was carrying a lunch box and chatting with Old Man Qiao, at the other end of the corridor.

Qin Jue was delighted and was about to move closer. He smelled the choking smell of cigarettes. He thought for a moment and reminded:

"Father, mother doesn't like the smell of cigarettes. If you still want to see her, you'd better quit smoking."

After saying this, he strode towards the opposite side where the sun was too bright.

"What did you say?"

When Qiao Rencheng heard this, the hand holding the cigarette trembled. He wanted to be sad, but suddenly realized that his son was still young at that time and it was impossible for him to know Jinsi's preferences. The old man and the old lady were at home recently, and even if he talked to him about trivial matters at home, it would be difficult to tell him about them in detail.

Judging from the meaning of these words, it seems as if... it seems as if this child has just met Jin Si...

See her? Is it still possible?

How can we see the dead?

...Ghost Night...Game!

"Ajue, please explain yourself clearly!" The man extinguished his cigarette and threw the butt into the trash can. He strode over and asked without any composure or steadiness.