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"That boy from the Wang family is so poor, what do you like about him? The Zhong family is already considered the best of the best for giving birth to someone like you. Can't you let me live a more comfortable life in my old age?"

It was also winter, but "she" who was hungry was punished to kneel in the cold front yard. The gatehouse behind was locked tightly, and there was a faint smell of food.

This is also "she" once again realizing that no matter how good "she" is in her studies and abilities, the most important thing in the eyes of "her" mother is the inheritance of the Zhong family.

Regardless of the shouting and cursing behind her, "she" ran out of the yard frantically, "she" wanted to find the king, and wanted to get rid of the so-called fate that her mother forced on her!

But "she" did not expect that on that snowy night under the moonlight, several people would suddenly rush out of the alley and drag her into the alley.

That night, when she limped out of the alley holding a bloody knife...

"Carillon" was not the only one who "died".

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The business of the western restaurant next to Jinxiu Street Central Park has always been good. After all, the price is not very expensive, and the environment is considered elegant. You can go for a walk in the park for a few laps before and after meals.

This day is a working day, and it is not a meal time, so the business of the restaurant is a little deserted.

An inconspicuous black car stopped beside the restaurant, and then a man wearing sunglasses and wearing a low-key casual outfit got out of the car, looked around for a while, and walked into the restaurant while making a phone call.

"Give me two hours, and I'll go back to the set as soon as the time is up." The man wearing sunglasses said in a low voice. There was no one in the restaurant, so no one noticed his voice.

"Star Zhong, you must come back in two hours!" A helpless voice came from the other end of the phone, "Otherwise the crew will have to open the skylight."

"Don't worry." After hanging up the phone, Zhong Qin, who secretly came to this restaurant for some reason, soon discovered the purpose of his trip.

In a certain booth near the window, Wang Quan, who looked a little dazed, sat face to face with a middle-aged man in a suit. They each ordered a cup of coffee, and there were many documents with unknown contents on the table.

After a while, Zhong Qin walked to another booth opposite Wang Quan and the others, sat down like an ordinary guest, and ordered a cup of coffee and a double serving of sugar cubes from the waiter.

Sitting there, Zhong Qin could clearly hear the conversation between the two behind him.

"Mr. Wang, these confirmation procedures have been completed, but we still have to go through the necessary procedures." The middle-aged man who seemed to be business-like had a polite tone, "Mrs. The fund is also the highest level, so every month, a very generous amount of living expenses will be transferred to Mrs. Zhong's bank card account. Mrs. Zhong should have received all these funds, right?"

"I have received it, thank you." Wang Quan pushed his glasses, and looked up at the polite man without much energy, "So this time, Manager Huang is still unwilling to tell me, who is the buyer of this fund?" ?”

"Mr. Wang once asked me this question two years ago." The VIP manager surnamed Huang smiled like a Maitreya Buddha. Buying, we are just doing things with money.”

"Aside from Aunt Zhong's daughter Zhong Qin, who else would do these things? What's more, I was also arranged to be Aunt Zhong's first contact." It is precisely because of the existence of this pension fund that Wang Quan has always believed in Zhong Qin is still alive.

"In fact, this is why I wanted to meet you, Mr. Wang. I didn't expect you to be in Splendid City." Manager Huang suppressed his smile, "Our foundation has received a statement that the well-known person who purchased the pension fund for Mrs. Zhong The unknown person passed away not long ago, and the other party's last wish is to arrange the best nursing home for Mrs. Zhong, as well as all the things that need to be prepared."

"Death? Last wish?" Wang Quan knew that Zhong Qin's mother had no other relatives except her only daughter, so he was so convinced that the unknown person who bought the fund was Zhong Qin.

It is precisely because of this certainty that Wang Quan searched for four years without giving up.

Now, someone actually told him that the well-known person had passed away?

"How is it possible? Zhong Qin is so young!" Wang Quan patted the table and stood up in disbelief, shock behind his glasses, "What will make her unwilling to see me and Aunt Zhong again even if she dies?"

"Sorry, in fact, we also helped to inquire about Mrs. Zhong's daughter, but there is really no evidence or clue that this well-known unknown person is Miss Zhong."

Manager Huang said to Wang Quan with a strange expression: "Mr. Wang, you and Mrs. Zhong's family backgrounds are average, and the amount of this pension fund is extraordinary. Miss Wei Zhong's work during her disappearance for four years...well...either the intensity is amazing, or it is very dangerous...It is understandable that this kind of situation will happen."

"Qinqin won't do messy work!" Wang Quan's eyes were red, obviously he couldn't digest what Manager Huang said, and couldn't accept Manager Huang's guess about Zhong Qin.

"Sorry, I've finished what I wanted to say." Seeing Wang Quan's excited look, Manager Huang hurriedly got up from the booth, tidied up some of the confirmation regulations that Wang Quan had signed just now, "In short, buying this pension The well-known person of the fund has passed away, and the legacy he left is enough to allow Mrs. Zhong to spend her old age happily."

Sitting on his own booth, Zhong Qin asked the waiter for another sugar cube, and threw one piece after another into the cup of coffee that he hadn't even taken a sip of.

Half of his face was covered by the sunglasses, so no one could see the expression on Zhong Qin's face clearly.But anyone who knows Zhong Qin knows that putting sugar in his coffee with all his might is a sign of his nervousness.

"Spend your old age happily?" Wang Quan sneered, "Manager Huang, if you really know that well-known person, please help to tell... Aunt Zhong's dementia is getting worse and worse, and now she is considered as her biological daughter In front of her, she might not even recognize her!"

Hearing what Wang Quan said, Zhong Qin Fangtang's left hand stopped there, and even began to tremble slightly.

Under the oppression of Wang Quan's erupting momentum, the manager Huang of the Youth Fund fled in despair, leaving Wang Quan alone to sit back in the booth and fall into long-term contemplation.

Zhong Qin, who was sitting opposite with his back to Wang Quan, never left his booth, and kept stirring the coffee in hand with a silver spoon as if he was letting himself go.

There were fewer and fewer people around, when there were only two tables of Zhong Qin and Wang Quan left in the restaurant, and both of them only ordered a coffee in front of them, even Wang Quan noticed that the one who was silently sitting in the opposite booth youth.

Next, Wang Quan did something incompatible with the atmosphere of the entire western restaurant—he asked the waiter to order two bottles of old baijiu.

He seemed to be planning to drink away his sorrow.

"Two... two bottles of baijiu?" The waiter standing beside Wang Quan was a little surprised, but he didn't know whether he should be surprised that the other party ordered baijiu in a western restaurant, or that his boss actually sold baijiu. ,"please wait for a moment."

The baijiu was served soon, but Wang Quan didn't start to drink, but took two bottles of baijiu and wine glasses, got up and walked to Zhong Qin's booth!

"Is this little brother being let go too?" Wang Quan felt like he was drunk before drinking, "Would you like to have a drink together? Anyway, there are only two of us left in this restaurant."

"..." Zhong Qin never thought that Wang Quan would come to talk to him. He quietly clenched his fists with his hands beside him, as surprised as if he experienced a plot completely different from the script.

"You've been sitting here for an hour facing a cup of coffee, right?" Wang Quan sat down directly opposite Zhong Qin, poured a glass of white wine, and handed the cup to Zhong Qin, "You should look pretty Handsome, isn't it uncomfortable to be released as a pigeon?"

"..."

"Actually, you are very lucky." Wang Quan smiled wryly, "You were only released as a pigeon for an hour, but I was released for four full years."

Wang Quan wanted to pour himself a glass of wine, but found that there was no extra cup at hand, so he fixed his eyes on the coffee cup in front of Zhong Qin.

"Haven't you had this coffee yet?" Although Wang Quan hadn't drunk it yet, he was already acting like a drunk, "Leave it to me as a wine glass."

"Sorry, this..."

Before Zhong Qin's stop was finished, Wang Quan had already picked up the coffee cup and drank it down in one gulp.