Not a nice guy [Quick Transmigration]

Qu Yingqin's house is very quiet.

Unlike Bai Jinyu, Bai Jinyu's family still has a few servants, and occasionally they can be heard chatting.

But Qu Yingqin's house was deadly silent.

There was no outsider, only Qu Yingqin lived in the empty big house.

This is Xie Ling's conclusion.

So Xie Ling felt that it was better to escape here.

But the facts always slapped him in the face. Whenever he tried to run away, Qu Yingqin would appear in front of him with a smile, "gently" resolve all Xie Ling's resistance, and took advantage of it by the way.

Every time Xie Ling blushed and stared at Qu Yingqin, the smile on Qu Yingqin's face became bigger, his slender eyes were raised up, and he looked like an old fox.

How to do it?Xie Ling nestled in the corner of the sofa, hugging a squirrel doll, buried his face in the doll, revealing a pair of big eyes with sad eyes.

"Fool! Hey! Fool!" someone whispered from the window.

Xie Ling was startled, holding the doll and turning to look over.

He Qiyang who was outside the window suddenly saw Xie Ling's aggrieved big eyes, coupled with the addition of squirrels, his face was covered with blood.

The younger brother who was squatting below and stepped on by him handed a tissue: "Boss, wipe the nosebleed."

He Qiyang bent down to take the tissue, feeling that he had lost his prestige: "Fuck you!"

The little brother hehe smiled and didn't say anything.

He Qiyang said to Xie Ling: "Idiot! That bastard Qu Yingqin was lured away by me, come quickly."

"Ah?" Xie Ling reacted, "Oh!"

He quickly jumped off the sofa and limped to the window.

The windows of Qu Yingqin's house are low inside and high outside. The windows are only one meter high from the inside, but two or three meters outside.

Xie Ling turned over and sat by the window, hesitant.

Because the ankle sprained over the wall is still not healed, I don't know what the consequences of this jump will be.

He Qiyang stood below with his arms outstretched, his angry face was full of impatience: "Jump, I will follow you."

"Then you have to pick it up." Xie Ling said softly.

The sun was shining outside the house, and the little prince-like boy threw himself into the arms of the wheat-colored boy. When their eyes met, He Qiyang's heart beat extremely fast.

He Qiyang felt that he would never forget this moment in his life.

"He Qiyang, thank you." The little prince said with unprecedented seriousness, "Thank you."

Unbelievably solemn.

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After Qu Yingqin was lured away by some of He Qiyang's people, he realized something was wrong.

There was a dark light flickering in his slender eyes.

When he goes back, he must teach the disobedient little prince a lesson.

But on the way, he was entangled by Bai Jinyu.

When I was about to get home, what I saw was the flames soaring into the sky.

No, it is impossible.

His house is on fire.

Bai Jinyu rushed past him and directly into the burning house.

There were many staff coming and going around him, and a man who was so burned that he couldn't see his face was lifted out.

Bai Jinyu, whose face was red from being smoked, covered with dust, and in a state of distress, yelled at him, punched him in the face angrily, and was pulled back by the people around him.

Qu Yingqin was beaten staggeringly, but his eyes were still blank, and he didn't fight back.

He stared blankly at the person on the stretcher. Is this person the little prince?

How could it be the little prince?

Not even a face could be seen.

But the body was taken away by Xie's family, who refused Qu Yingqin's request for an autopsy.

On the other side, Xie Ling looked at the coy He Qiyang, and smiled: "Thank you, the fake corpse you found."

"Then what are you going to do next?"

Xie Ling raised his head and looked at the sky: "Let's go with fate, my family arranged for me to go to K City to avoid the limelight."

He Qiyang's expression was dark, and he was a little tangled: "Can I go to you in the future?"

"of course can!"

He Qiyang looked at the delicate and dazzling little prince, he opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

【mission completed. 】

Qu Yingqin

Qu Yingqin, you are really an old fox.

A foreign friend hooked his shoulder and said this sentence to him with a smile.

Qu Yingqin smiled indifferently, not paying attention.

For some unimportant things, he never took it to heart.

The Patriarch of the Qu family is an eccentric person. His paternal love was given to Qu Yingqin's younger brother, a man who was ignorant and ignorant. He never touched Qu Yingqin, not at all.

Qu Yingqin grew up under his father's indifference when he was a child.

So he came abroad voluntarily, and when he was young, he was alone to develop his own power, and finally, little by little, he brought the Qu family into his pocket.

Seeing the shocked expression of the already aged Patriarch, his heart was not disturbed, the Patriarch was already a puppet, whenever he wanted, he could take the Patriarch's seat.

He just made up some reason and sent his brother to a mental hospital.

Isn't that younger brother the favorite to pretend to be obedient and stupid?Give him a space to play.

fox?

maybe.

If that's an endorsement of his shrewdness.

Qu Yingqin likes rainy days and the feeling of being drenched in rain. Now he is walking on the street, thinking of being kicked out of the house when he was a child.

At that time, he was less than ten years old. In winter, it was very cold. His body was soaked by the rain and then blown by the strong wind, and his heart was almost frozen.

He had a high fever that day, and no one came to see him.

His heart is already rotten.

very early.

"Ah, sorry!"

Across the street, a teenager bumps into an adult.

The boy hurriedly apologized to the man.

The young man has an outstanding appearance and an extraordinary bearing.

None of this has anything to do with him.

But he couldn't take his eyes off it.

Some people are born glowing and hot.

He followed the boy unconsciously, watching him smile at others and talk to others.

He couldn't help but investigate the boy.

The boy's name is Xie Ling, the only young son of the Xie family, and he is very popular at school.

He wants to get close to the boy, but there are too many loves around the boy, no matter which one, he will not accept it, and neither will he.

He wants the boy to learn to give, and only when the boy takes the initiative to give love can he successfully possess him.

He looked at the bookish image in the mirror and smiled with satisfaction.

He loves roses.

The young man became the rose in his heart.

It is the rose that he will pick even if his hand is pricked.

He follows the boy.

The longer you follow, the deeper the love.

The school bully is a no-brainer, and it would be best to be used by him.

But Bai Jinyu was an eyesore, seeing the boy with him and asking him for help, the jealousy in his heart spread wildly.

On the day he knew that Bai Jinyu would not go back with the boy, he couldn't help but kiss him in the corner and alley.

He is good at calculating, even if the disguise fails, he is sure to have the boy.

That was what he thought before the fire burned down the house.

His house is empty, there is nothing, on the one hand because he does not like outsiders, on the other hand, it is because he is used to loneliness.

He doesn't care about anyone leaving.

He can live well alone.

But standing in front of the ruins, his heart was empty.

Impossible, the little prince is definitely not dead.

Otherwise, why would I be led away?Why not let the body be inspected?

At the little prince's funeral, everyone else was crying sadly, even Bai Jinyu looked a lot more decadent, only he laughed maniacally regardless of other people's eyes.

Little prince, since you want to hide, you can hide for me, but don't... let me find you.