Tang Baozhu stared at Song Shaoguang fiercely, and asked Qiu Hu and Tang Baojun beside him,

"Where is Qin Ruorong now? Finding her is the most important thing."

Qiu Hu and Tang Baojun looked at each other and shook their heads.

"I'm not sure. When I came here, I only heard that the factory was on fire and that Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin committed suicide by hitting their heads against the wall. At this time, the Qin residence was occupied by Song Shaoguang. Maybe Qin Ruorong was handling the funeral affairs of Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin."

Tang Baozhu's heart was in her throat. In the original novel, the accident at the Tang family's silk weaving factory was also caused by Niijima Zuoji. Although she had resolved it now, the butterfly effect still caused the Qin family to suffer.

In the original novel, Tang Baozhu sold herself to Xindao Zuoer in order to bury her parents. She ended up in the Paramount in Shanghai and was placed in Ning Jinchuan as a pawn.

What she was afraid of was that Qin Ruorong would end up like this.

Qin Ruorong is a good girl, and she is also closely related to the Qin family's affairs. She must stop Xindao Zuoji and rescue Qin Ruorong.

"Now follow this road towards the factory. Maybe we can find some clues about Qin Ruorong along the way."

Qiu Hu nodded.

"At this point, the Qin family has no room to maneuver. When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. They are all waiting to attack and take advantage of the situation. The Qin residence has been demolished. Miss Qin must have been forced into a desperate situation."

"I know, find her quickly,"

Tang Baozhu looked anxious. The three of them did not waste any more time and drove the truck hurriedly to look for Qin Ruorong.

From afternoon to dusk, Qin Ruorong was finally found. There were many people gathered on the river bank.

Tang Baozhu squeezed into the crowd under the escort of Qiu Hu and Tang Baojun.

Tang Baozhu had already prepared herself mentally, but when she saw Qin Ruorong, she held her breath and could not utter a word.

She thought she had changed her fate, but when she saw Qin Ruorong kneeling by the river with the bodies of the Qin couple placed beside her, her eyes suddenly turned red.

Qin Ruorong was wearing that light blue dress, her body was covered with spots of mud, and her originally lively and peaceful face was lifeless, like a soundless dead person.

She knelt between two corpses covered with straw mats, her neck straight, her face expressionless of any emotion, like a pool of stagnant water. There is no greater sorrow than a dead heart.

Tang Baozhu couldn't help but stepped forward and shouted,

"Ruorong?"

The one who should have been kneeling here was Tang Baozhu, but she changed her own destiny and accidentally harmed Qin Ruorong.

Qin Ruorong must hate herself and her too.

After Qin Ruorong heard Tang Baozhu's voice, her expression relaxed slightly.

Tang Baozhu half-knelt beside her.

"Ruorong, it's okay, everything will pass,"

Qin Ruorong threw herself into Tang Baozhu's arms, her suppressed emotions bursting out completely, big tears rolling down her cheeks, she collapsed and hugged Tang Baozhu tightly.

"Baozhu, the Qin family is gone, my parents are dead, everything is ruined,"

Qin Ruorong's voice was hoarse, her face was full of hatred and despair, and she was enveloped by overwhelming hatred. She hated the cruelty and viciousness of those people, she hated her own weakness and powerlessness, and even more so, she hated herself for letting a wolf into the house. She could only watch the Qin family ruined and her parents die in front of her, but she could do nothing.

She had never been so miserable before. She had originally thought of dying, but her parents had died in an unclear way, and the Qin family was occupied by criminals. How could she have the right to die?

She swore that she would take revenge.

Tang Baozhu felt indescribable heartache.

"I know, I know, I'll help you, together we will definitely help you get revenge."

Qin Ruorong suddenly let go of her hand, she pushed Tang Baozhu away, her eyes were more determined than ever, and she whispered,

"I have already received money from Niijima Zuoji. After burying my parents, I will leave with him."

Tang Baozhu was stunned. Everything was still developing according to the trajectory of the original novel. Qin Ruorong finally went down this road of no return. She couldn't let Qin Ruorong go to a dead end. She held Qin Ruorong's hand tightly.

"Ruorong, I will help you bury your parents, and I will help you avenge the Qin family. Don't go with Xindao Zuoer. He is a Japanese invader. He is the mastermind behind all this. Song Shaoguang is his man, and he will do you great harm."

"It's you who hurt me, isn't it? Shouldn't the Tang family have been responsible for the Qin family's fate?"

Tang Baozhu's face turned pale instantly. Qin Ruorong understood.

"But it was Niijima Zuoji who committed the sin."

"Tang Baozhu, I won't go with you,"

"Xindao Zuo Er is the enemy of your Qin family. He will do you great harm."

Tang Baozhu was taken away from Suhe Town and sent to a secret island for training. She fought her way out of the siege with hatred, and her hands were stained with blood. Later, she was trained to be a dancer, and was constantly sent to the beds of various merchants by Xindao Zuoji using her beauty.

In the end, she placed Tang Baozhu next to Ning Jinchuan. She didn't know why Ning Jinchuan tolerated Tang Baozhu around him. Perhaps he was taking advantage of the situation. This was also the most comfortable period for Tang Baozhu in her later years. In the end, she still died at the hands of Ning Jinchuan.

She couldn't let Qin Ruorong go through this pain.

"Qin Ruorong, I won't let you go with Xindao Zuoer."

"Tang Baozhu, who do you think you are? I am also one of your helpers. How can I rely on you? I want to rely on myself to avenge the Qin family."

Tang Baozhu thought that in this chaotic world, with the help of the original work, she could manipulate all the paper people in the palm of her hand. She was careless and too arrogant. She could not change anything, she could not save anyone, and she could not protect anyone.

She couldn't even explain herself.

"I'm sorry, Ruorong, but I can't let you go with Xindao Zuoer. You can blame me or hate me, but I will definitely help you get revenge and take back the Qin family."

As she spoke, she called Tang Baojun.

"Go get the money and find someone to help bury Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin,"

Tang Baojun responded and hurriedly ran towards the bank.

Tang Baozhu tried to pull Qin Ruorong up, but Qin Ruorong gently pushed Tang Baozhu away. Her eyes seemed to be covered with dust. Her eyes, which were originally bright, were now extremely dark.

She half-knelt, pursed her lips, looked at the corpse lying on the ground, hatred spreading in her eyes.

"That's enough, Tang Baozhu, don't bother me anymore. After today, our identities are opposite, and if we meet again, we will only confront each other."

Tang Baozhu opened her mouth and wanted to say something.

There was a rumbling sound of a car behind me, and a black vintage car stopped, followed by a trailer.

Niijima Zuo Er came over from the co-pilot seat, called out, and a group of people followed behind him, preparing to carry the body.

Tang Baozhu stared into Qin Ruorong's eyes.

"You can't go with him. You will regret it, you will really regret it, and your whole life will be ruined. Ruorong, please believe me. Only I can help you."

Qin Ruorong stood up slowly.

"Tang Baozhu, you are so arrogant!"

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