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

The corridor is very long.

The retro carpet extends all the way to the floor-to-ceiling windows at the end.

The silver wheelchair reflected a cold light under the sunlight from behind, just like its owner. Even though the person was far away, he gave off a natural "do not disturb" attitude.

The words "whoever provokes me will die" were clearly written on that face that was staring straight ahead without any smile, but Qin Wu acted as if he didn't see it. The dead face that was so cold just now suddenly smiled.

"Master Wen."

Facing the man's cold gaze, Qin Wu raised his hand as if he hadn't noticed anything. "The auction will be going on for a while. Why don't you stay in the room to rest? What if you run out and get bumped into by someone?"

"..."

Wen Can seemed to have no intention of paying attention to his provocation. He calmly withdrew his gaze from the dead man, and his wheelchair rolled silently on the carpet, about to pass in front of the door.

Qin Wu was at his leisure, and said casually: "Oh, by the way, Master Wen, do you want to meet a new friend?"

"This is the famous cartoonist who has been making the entire internet buzz for quite some time, Miss Undead Demon."

The wheelchair stopped.

Wen Can actually turned his head, his eyes passed Qin Wu, and he slightly tilted his head to see the woman with only half of the mask showing through the door.

Qin Wu smiled when he saw this, and even moved aside so that he could see the number more clearly: "I heard from Mr. Wen that your mother was a fan of Miss Undead Demon before she passed away. How about it? You finally got to meet this mysterious cartoonist. Do you want to ask her for an autograph so that you can burn it for Mrs. Wen when you go back?"

Seeing Wen Can was indifferent, Qin Wu raised his eyebrows and said, "Well, if you don't want to, your father seems to have some ideas."

Wen Canliang stared at him dimly, then turned his head to glance at the secretary behind him, and the wheelchair started moving forward again.

Qin Wu looked at his receding back, not caring that the immortal demon behind him was about to close the door and reject him. He suddenly spoke to Wen Can's back, "Master Wen, didn't Miss Ye come to the auction this time?"

"..."

The wheelchair stopped again - at the same time, the door that was about to close also stopped abruptly, and a pair of sharp eyes shot out from under the mask.

In the corridor, Wen Can turned to look at him and finally said the first sentence: "What do you want to say?"

"I don't want to say anything. I just think that with such a lively occasion and Tu Wan and others coming, wouldn't it be a pity if Miss Ye, their good friend, was absent?"

As he said this, he suddenly exclaimed, "Ah!" and said as if he had suddenly realized something: "I'm sorry, I forgot that you and Miss Ye had broken up a long time ago. I asked the wrong person."

Although he said sorry, Qin Wu gave him an unabashedly provocative smile.

Judging from his expression, he would probably want Wen Can to go crazy and rush over in his wheelchair to hit him to death.

But Wen Can didn't go crazy.

Wen Can just looked at him quietly, with the look of looking at a piece of rotten meat or a piece of garbage: "Even if I break up with her, you don't think you have a chance, do you?"

"No way?" He curled his lips and smiled quietly, "How dare you, a sewer rat like you who doesn't even dare to show your face, covet my ex-girlfriend? Aren't you afraid that she will cut your neck with a knife?"

"..."The smile on Qin Wu's face faded layer by layer.

Wen Can had already walked away: "I'm sorry, I've been with my ex-girlfriend for too long, and I've infected her with the habit of speaking too directly. I hope Master Qin doesn't mind."

"..."

The wheelchair went away.

Qin Wu turned his head expressionlessly and met the eye through the crack in the door.

The man's bone-chilling voice penetrated through the gap: "I didn't realize that Miss Immortal Demon also likes to read gossip?"

The door panel shook slightly and then it closed tightly with a snap.

Qin Wu retracted his gaze, picked up his phone and made a call: "Where is she?"

After hearing the answer, he smiled slightly and looked forward to where the wheelchair disappeared.

"I know nothing about her..."

He murmured, "But it doesn't matter. Naive fools will always be forgiven."

"And I'll get Yekong."

He walked away.

Behind the door, the masked undead demon took out his cell phone and skillfully dialed a number without any remarks.

·

She walked through the dilapidated greenhouse and into the even emptier garden.

In the corner of the yard near the wall, there is a bathroom that looks like a small landscape room hidden under the shade of a tree.

Over the years, the wooden boards have been rotten by insects, and they creak when the wind blows. The smell of rotting wood permeates the air.

The distinguished guest stood in front of the half-open door, a shattered scene like a glitch movie emerging in his mind.

She actually didn't know whether there was still a water tank inside, and she had no idea whether the answer was really hidden in the water tank.

But she knew that since she chose to come back here, it must be her own wish.

It's not about a threat from someone, nor is it about simple revenge.

She came to find answers.

Even if there was no water tank inside, there were always other corners in this manor that held the answers she wanted.

This is not destiny's guidance.

This is her own guidance.

He lifted up his sneakers, stepped over the wind in the wasteland, brushed past the dead weeds, and walked into the dusty shadow.