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

That was a distant view of Ye Kong, who had just arrived in Yuzhou, standing alone under the eaves after a banquet.

The light was dim, and the flowers were covered with mist, supporting the flapping wings of moths.

She stood alone, looking up at something.

The evening breeze blew her long hair, half of her face was submerged in the shadows, and the other half was dissolved in the light. The whole person seemed to be divided into two halves by light and darkness.

Swiping again, the next picture was a picture of her silhouette walking towards Li Yin's mother in the light of the cups at the Li family banquet. Although she had a smile on her lips, she exuded a coldness that was out of tune with the surroundings.

The next picture shows her back as she turns and leaves the Qin family banquet. So many people present are blurred in the crowd, but her shadow is the only one that is still clear in the drizzle, like a knife blade tearing through the picture.

……

"What changes?"

Qu Wu's voice could be heard faintly.

Wei Zhiyu was lost in thought for a moment before answering, "People... people, it turns out, can really become better and better... or, should I say, happier?"

It no longer seemed like he was answering the question, but rather asking and answering himself.

Qu Wu looked at him nervously, shook his head, and concentrated on driving.

·

“Why does he like taking pictures?”

Ye Kong asked.

Tu Wanxian asked Wei Zhiyu: "Can I speak?"

"...You might as well not ask me."

"That's fine."

"For the record," Zhou Song interrupted. "Young Master Wei's family is a typical intermarriage family. His parents were initially attracted to each other, but after a few years, they grew tired of each other. I don't know what's wrong with him, but instead of complaining, he decided to try to record the good things that can't be changed, so he started carrying a camera and taking pictures every day."

"You are glorifying them." A somewhat cold voice suddenly interrupted, startling Zhou Song.

"Ayang, I almost forgot you were here too."

Xu Yang said coldly while driving, "His parents aren't so harmonious and hate each other. They only discovered they were both cheating after they had an illegitimate child. Then they had a big fight in front of Zhiyu and completely separated. They are two irresponsible bastards who are not fit to be parents."

Zhou Song: ...

Ancestor, I know I was being too tactful, but please also consider Wei Zhiyu’s feelings.

"Actually, this isn't really a secret in the industry." Zhou Song sighed. "After all, in a family like ours, parents like Tu's father and mother are the rarest."

Inside the McLaren, after hearing Xu Yang's words, Qu Wu felt that the air in the car had become much thinner. While sitting upright and driving, he cautiously glanced at the person fiddling with the camera in the passenger seat.

"Why do you look like that?"

Wei Zhiyu said as if he had eyes on the back of his head: "Didn't we first meet at the hotel where my mom had a date?"

"..." A distant memory came flooding back, and Qu Wu laughed dryly, "Precisely because I remember..."

·

At that time, the newspaper had just been established and Qu Wu couldn't recruit anyone, so he personally carried his camera and went out to shoot gossip.

For her, it was a very easy thing to film the secret news of the wealthy class. She only had to sneak into the forum called Golden City every day, browse the posts and ask questions casually, and she could suck in all kinds of secrets of the wealthy like sucking a drink with a straw.

For example, the news that the Wei couple had cheated on their partners.

She followed the information in the forum and went to a hotel that was said to be frequented by Mrs. Wei, and unexpectedly ran into a colleague.

He was carrying the same luxury equipment as her, but dressed much more high-profile than her. He didn't look like a paparazzi at all, but more like someone who was out to catch someone cheating.

But he is too young and good-looking, and he doesn't look like the kind of person who would cheat on his partner.

After squatting in the lobby and exchanging a few words, they both confirmed that they were here to photograph the same person. The young man even introduced himself to her enthusiastically: "Do you want to know the address of Wei XX's hotel? I can give it to you. If you can take pictures of him dating someone else, just share them with me."

Qu Wu's eyes widened immediately as he heard him say, "I also have the addresses of Wei XX's illegitimate son and daughter, as well as his wife's illegitimate daughter. Do you want them? Same conditions as above. Share everything you take pictures of with me."

Qu Wu’s eyes widened even further.

This was her first time meeting someone who was even better at intelligence work than she was. She was filled with awe and a desire to be recognized for his talent. While looking around to make sure it was safe, she stealthily pulled out her business card and said, "Handsome guy, I think you have a bright future. Have you ever thought about becoming a reporter? If so, you might consider our newspaper. The future prospects are great. I have a super powerful backer who can guarantee you a good job!"

The young man took the business card and glanced at it. He seemed stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled and said, "Okay, I'll think about it and give you an answer."

Qu Wu, feeling hopeful about recruiting, was in high spirits and asked casually, "Where did you get all this information? You even know the addresses of these illegitimate children. You're incredibly resourceful."

"Nothing." The young man said calmly, "I'm their son, so I'm half one of their own. I should know more."

Qu Wu, who was still very happy: ………………

·

"My dad said that as people live, they become less and less happy and less and less blessed."

Wei Zhiyu's tone was still as calm as it had been many years ago, and everyone who knew him had probably never seen him uncalm.

"Good people can turn bad, but bad people can never turn good—because as time goes by, people understand more and more, and become more and more exposed to the cruelty of the world. No one can swim against the tide in an increasingly cruel world. Even if it seems that they can, it is only temporary, just an appearance. Just like his relationship with my mother, from the moment they got married, it was destined to change from good to bad, from happy to terrible. This change applies to everything and everyone in the world."

"I listened to his words and thought they made a lot of sense. At first I just started recording videos, wanting to record everything I saw when I was in a good mood. Then, I started filming more and more."

"I don't just want to record the good side. I want to see how everything is getting worse and worse, and how people are becoming more and more unfortunate."

Wei Zhiyu looked at the latest photo.

On a hot summer day, inside a Mercedes-Benz sports car, Ye Kong, who had looked cold and arrogant in all previous photos, as intimidating as thorns grown from bones, and Wen Can, who used to be always gloomy or gentle, and always expressionless like a painted skin, looked up from the car window together.

One of them was driving and the other was taking a nap.

The sun shines through the car window onto their fingers or bodies. There is clearly no communication, but there is a harmony between them, as if they belong to the same painting, the same brush.

They are all people who seem to never walk together, but their edges are blurred in his photos, and it is obvious that they are connected to each other by their souls.

Wei Zhiyu let out a light laugh: "Now I can say that my father was wrong."