strayed into the world

Thought that happiness begins here, but sadness lurks.

The relationship between Quan Ce and Qing Che seems to have improved.I often hear Quan Ce's scolding and ridicule, but it is not as sharp and mean as before.

In the blink of an eye, half a month has passed in such a peaceful spring breeze.

When Qingche wakes up every day, as long as he thinks of being under the same roof with him, he will feel at ease, and he will no longer be afraid of the empty room where no one can greet him good morning. He can say good morning to him, and he can sit with him. Eat at a table, and then watch him leave.Although he often comes back late at night, the pattern between the two of them is still strange and indifferent, with little verbal communication and only sarcasm, or just ignoring him indifferently... This is better than not seeing him.He liked him more and more, more and more hopeless every day.

Quan Ce bought him a lot of chocolates, piled up on the table to form a hill, Qing Che would eat a piece of chocolate whenever he felt sad.Always reluctant to part with those beautiful and delicate wrapping papers, Qing Che folded them one by one into a heart and put them in a box, cherishing them like treasures.There is also that bracelet, although I have never dared to wear it, but I feel very happy just looking at it.Put it in the trouser bag, just touch and touch it, no matter how bad your mood is, it will turn fine in an instant.

After a long time like this, greed will be born.

same day.The sun was shining and the sky was blue.

Qing Che was still working as a servant, cleaning the huge villa like everyone else.Only with this reason can he get close to everything about Quan Ce, and he is happy to do this job, of course, when Quan Ce is not around.I have entered this study several times, and I am very careful every time. In fact, I don't need him to tidy it up at all. Quan Ce has always cleaned it up very cleanly, not even a trace of impurities can be seen.Being a clean freak, he would not tolerate any dirty things here... so Qing Che also cleaned it very carefully.

It can be seen that Quan Ce worked until midnight last night, and the documents on the desk were scattered on the desk before they had time to tidy up.Qing Che felt that she could finally come in handy, she pursed her lips and smiled lightly, a happy smile on her small face, as bright as the morning sun.

After placing them neatly, they carefully wiped the tabletop with a rag, as meticulously as they were afraid of getting even the slightest bit of dust...

As soon as the elbow was withdrawn, the document fell to the ground with a snap, which really shocked Qing Che, and quickly squatted down to pick it up, thinking that it was a good thing Quan Ce was not there, otherwise he would definitely be angry.He never liked him touching his stuff.

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Just as she was picking up the pile of documents, Qing Che's eyes were caught by a few black words—'Financial Statement of Xia Group. '

My heart tightened, isn't this my father's company?Why does Quan Ce have the financial statement of Dad's company...

Turning to the next page, Qing Che's fingers trembled uncontrollably—although he didn't quite understand the diagrams and words that appeared out of nowhere, he knew that they were company secrets... These things should have been owned by Dad's company , Why are you all planning this now. ...Could it be... all done by Quan Ce? !Everything is an all-out plan?Planning to make the Xia family go bankrupt?Then he framed his father and forced him to declare bankruptcy...?

All kinds of thoughts gathered in his mind, and he had no time to digest them. Another contract suddenly broke into his sight.That was... the contract that Dad signed with the usury company, his contract... Qingche's heart ached, but he couldn't move his eyes. Those buried memories appeared in black and white...

The dark iron cage...

putrid stench...

An overdose of narcotics...

And the hand of darkness that overwhelmed the sky...

The more Qing Che thinks about it, the more terrifying she feels... No... No way... Could it be that all of this is a plan? ...