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

Chapter 677 Monster

"Someone took my handheld game console and signal transmitter."

Time goes back ten minutes.

In the dim and narrow safety passage, Ye Kong suddenly stopped, and the woman who was running with her was pulled back. She twisted her unfinished sentence and said, "He said it was your friend."

Ye Kong asked: "What does he look like? Is he a boy or a girl?"

"...How many 'friends' do you have in Nangang?!" Although she gritted her teeth, the woman still spoke honestly, "Wearing a white suit, a wolfhound mask, and a height..."

"I see." Ye Kong interrupted her, "What did you ask him to do?"

"Take the signaler to the captain's room, or somewhere far away from the cruise ship."

"He'll do it."

Ye Kong said this after a moment of silence.

Then she turned her head in the dark and looked at Wen Can: "In fact, it might be safer for you to blend in with the guests downstairs, but I need you to be a hostage and let him think that you are always by my side. Then I will have no other way to go. I have run out of tricks. In this way, his bodyguards will relax and may even all go back to the second floor, but..."

She stared into Wen Can's eyes: "You may be surrounded. He wants to kill you, although he probably doesn't want to do it himself but wants someone else to do it..."

Before he could finish his words, his mouth was covered.

"I don't care." Wen Can looked at her and smiled, "I just know that I want to stay with you."

"..." Two bright eyes silently moved between them, looked left and right, and then smiled grimly, "Do you believe I will burn you?"

Ye Kong: ...

Ye Kong glanced at her, took away Wen Can's hand and said, "You are also a hostage - even if you are by my side, then in his eyes, my helpers should be gathered."

She pulled one in each hand and walked down quickly.

Qu Wu suppressed his happy expression and said hastily, "There is another Zhu Qiangwei! She is the one pretending to be you..."

"She's here too."

Ye Kong didn't even turn his head, and said in a deep voice: "But she will be fine."

"Even if this is a trap..."

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There was a strange silence.

Without chess as a medium and without any clear purpose in mind, a strange atmosphere developed between the two people sitting opposite each other.

Ye Kong's silence was cold.

But Qin Wu's silence seemed like he was troubled, troubled by not knowing where to start.

He glanced at Wen Can and casually brought up a topic: "I never thought he would be so stupid - I gave him the manpower, and he looked determined to do something big, but you still came to me alive. How could such a father give birth to a son like you who can sit in a wheelchair for a year without revealing anything?"

Wen Can was lowering his head and breaking open the painkillers.

Hearing that, she looked up at him, her gaze calm and cold, not as if she was looking at a living person. She then lowered her head, put the poured painkiller into her mouth, chewed it into pieces, and swallowed it.

Ye Kong paused as he was about to raise his hand to take the water, put it down, and asked him quietly, "Isn't it bitter?"

Wen Can glanced at her and said, "It's not bitter."

"..."

"..."

The faint smile on Qin Wu's face also disappeared.

He looked expressionlessly at the two shadows standing shoulder to shoulder opposite him, and suddenly spoke without warning: "Seven years ago, when you first met me, you were playing chess with yourself - was it because you knew I was watching and so you acted on purpose?"

The peaceful and leisurely atmosphere was suddenly broken.

The focus of the topic returned to the two people sitting opposite each other.

It's like a lens coming into focus.

Ye Kong had to sit up a little straighter and replied calmly: "No."

"Since when did it start being acting?"

"do not remember."

Qin Wu frowned slightly, as if he felt that she was answering perfunctorily.

Ye Kong glanced at him and said, "I really don't remember, because there is no exact time point, but if you insist on listening - although the first and second times we met were not deliberately acted by me, the second time you appeared in front of me, after I recognized you, I began to observe you, and at the same time restrained my nature to get along with you."

She smiled and said, "If I must say, from the moment you appeared in front of me, what you saw was not the real me."

"That's right." Qin Wu also laughed, "Otherwise I'm afraid you'll beat me into a pig's head every time."

The smile disappeared at the corner of his mouth: "The first time you asked me to find you a chess manual, was it an act?"

"Of course." Ye Kong raised his eyebrows, with a bit of sudden enlightenment, "I remember now, from now on, every day will be acting. Of course, every request I made was also a script deliberately arranged for you."

"…Why? How do you know that I will satisfy you instead of thinking you are ridiculous and never seeing you again?"

"Your eyes are very obvious."

Ye Kong said calmly: "Talk to me more, stay with me more, and build more connections with me - your eyes always say this, so of course I have to satisfy you appropriately."

"So it sounds like you know me very well? You can even understand every look in my eyes?" Qin Wu smiled disapprovingly, "So we are a perfect match? Even my parents don't understand me, but you can see through me at a glance?"

"..."

Ye Kong was silent.

Then she lifted her eyelids and looked directly at the smiling man opposite her, with a strange kind of pity in her tone: "Do you think your parents can't understand you? They obviously don't want to, or they are too lazy to understand you."

Qin Wu tilted his head: "Where should I start?"

Ye Kong smiled and said, "Don't you know? During the time when you played chess with me, all the servants of the Qin family knew that Master Qin fell in love with Go. On your birthday, your parents gave you a chessboard made of gold and chess pieces made of jade. These two gifts combined into a unique luxury item. Unfortunately, it was a chess set."

"I was outside the party at the time. I stood in the woods and watched from afar as you smiled as usual, accepting the gift and saying you liked it very much. I also saw your father patting you on the shoulder and saying that you finally had a quiet hobby that had nothing to do with extreme sports. Your mother said that people who are good at chess are smart and that you are worthy of being her son. Even the servants in the manor would mention that you and I played Go when they chatted, but they didn't know it."

"Did they not hear or see it, or even if they heard it, they just ignored it and didn't even ask for confirmation when they ordered the gifts?"

"There are too many similar things." Ye Kong said calmly, "For example, before you took me to the shooting range to practice, you asked someone to notify your father to book the venue in advance, because minors need an adult to guarantee it. The servant said that the notice had been received, but when we arrived at the shooting range, we found that he didn't think about it at all. You called him, and he was in bed with his mistress, and he raised his hand and hung up your phone."

"For example, there was a time when I said I was in a bad mood and changed the time for playing chess to 6:30 every afternoon. You agreed and told your mother not to schedule anything for you at this time. She was very dissatisfied at first, but she couldn't get away from you and agreed. But it was no use. When you were playing chess, you were interrupted three times by her phone calls or the housekeeper she sent, either because of company work or various dinner parties. The third time you got very angry and smashed your phone in front of me. I heard that you had a big fight with your mother later, and she compromised again."

"However, less than a week later, while you were playing chess, the housekeeper came to see you again and said that the family dinner that the mistress had arranged the day before was about to begin, and she was looking for you everywhere."

Ye Kong's voice was like a hollow bamboo tube, blowing the night wind, without passing through any emotional organs, cool and empty air into Qin Wu's ears.

"Look, they don't even bother to hear what you're saying, let alone understand you as a person."

"They only know that you are smart and that you will be able to perfectly inherit their positions in the future and become a successful business leader. As for your moodiness and bad temper? They think that's a good thing. Having a temper can make you decisive. As for why you are moody and why you lose your temper? They don't care. They don't care."

After a long silence, Qin Wu looked up at her and smiled: "Is that all? What do you know about me? Do you think I am someone who craves parental love like you?"

Ye Kong ignored his ridicule.

"No one saw you."

Her voice fell into the air, like snow drifting in from the window: "Even though your 'friends' are cautious with you and your parents are infinitely indulgent towards you."

"When everyone knew you liked black, your room was painted white. When everyone knew you liked tea, your mother always asked someone to bring you coffee. Your mother told the nanny to throw away the cake you made yourself. The grave of the dead goldfish was dug up by the gardener and planted with flowers. I remember your expression at that time."

"You don't care about the goldfish or the grave, but that was my request and you did it. In fact, your parents might not have done it on purpose. If they knew you did it yourself, they would have asked the gardener to avoid it, but they didn't know."

“——Yes, they don’t know.”

"They actually know nothing about you."

"But I remember your expression." Ye Kong stared at him. His dark eyes were not covered or melted by the endless night. Instead, they seemed even darker. As dark as two whirlpools on the seabed, pulling people down and making them unable to break free.

"You were silent for a while, then shrugged and said it seemed that there was no need for a memorial service."

"You don't seem to care at all."

"Every time you seem to not care - but I catch your weakness in those few seconds of silence."

"...My weakness?" Qin Wu repeated word by word.

"Yes, your weakness."

The girl laughed in the darkness.

Overlapping with the smile under the sunset seven years ago.

At that time, Qin Wu was in a daze looking at her rare smile. He felt that she was so cold, distant, and yet cheerful like an angel, or mysterious like a god.

But at this moment, the god showed his true fangs in the darkness.

"You know what weakness is? It's something you want but can't have, and you have to pretend to have it."

"Do you know what you crave?"

“You crave to be seen.”

"You long for someone to see you not as the son of the Qin family, not as the future boss, not as the heir to a wealthy family, not as a future business partner, but only as the you in front of them - as Qin Wu."

The girl's voice was soft.

With the sound of waves rolling outside the window, it was like a siren, bewitching: "You just told me that you are different from me and don't need parental love, right? Of course, love is such a rare and precious thing, especially for you - you are not even taken seriously by them, not really seen by them, how can you ask for love overnight?"

"You were born as a label, and were given more labels as you grew up. In the end, you became a combination of countless labels... a hollow monster."

Her voice echoed in the dim room and dissipated like smoke.