Young Master Qin's Heart-Eating Secret Pet

The woman didn't hesitate, she panted heavily, and approached this high-end restaurant called 'Tangren Pavilion' step by step.

"Little... Ma'am dining?" Her image really startled the waiter.

Women are not surprised, because in the past three years, her face has scared her countless times.

"I'm here to apply." She struggled to force out a normal smile.

The waiter frowned, and said politely, "I'm sorry, it may be difficult to be a waiter in your situation."

"I don't want to hire waiters, I want to be a helper in the back kitchen."

As soon as she finished speaking, a strange expression flashed across the other party's face, and his eyes looked at her from head to toe like laser light.

"Then come with me." The waiter took her to the innermost part of the seventh floor, and stopped in front of a log door with a light color, "This is our manager's office. She has the final say on whether it can be done. Go in and try." Try it, I can't help it."

The manager is a woman in her late thirties, and her smart attire has the mature charm of an elite woman. She is a little stage frightened in the social occasions she should be familiar with.

"Introduce yourself first, and then talk about the position you are applying for and your ideal salary." The manager didn't look up.

For three full years, no one has called her by her name, and those three words seem to have been dug out of her life.

She said a little jerky, "My name is... Cen Ziyan..."

'Pa-ta--'

The pen in the opponent's hand fell on the table, then turned around along the edge of the table, and finally fell to the ground.

"You said your name was Cen Ziyan!"

Hearing this, she felt a 'thump' in her heart.

Cen Ziyan pretended to be a fool for three years, not really for three years, she could see the shock in the manager's eyes.

In an instant, countless possibilities flashed through Cen Ziyan's mind.

A thought that frightened her the most came to her mind—could it be that Qin Hanfeng had already blocked all her ways of life if she wanted to kill her?

So she is throwing herself into the trap now?
"I'm sorry, I'm not hiring anymore!" Cen Ziyan turned and walked out, she said with some embarrassment, "I'm not called Cen Ziyan either."

"Miss Cen!" The manager chased after her, "I've been looking for you all these years!"

"No, I'm not, I'm not Cen Ziyan!" Cen Ziyan shook his head desperately, stumbled out, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he struggled more and more painfully, "You misidentified the person, how could I be Cen Ziyan? I'm not... "

She was so anxious that she couldn't open the door, the manager had already walked to her side, holding her arm gently.

Cen Ziyan trembled all over, pushed her hand away like a conditioned reflex, and then seemed to think of something, showing bitterness.

"Qin Hanfeng asked you to find me? Unexpectedly, I have been tortured for three years, but he still refuses to let me go. Where is he? I promise to see him!"

Now she has nothing but this life, now Qin Hanfeng is not even willing to let go of her life?
If you refuse, let's go to hell again!

A tiger's poison does not eat its children, so she also wanted to know where Qin Hanfeng got her children the day she was imprisoned in the madhouse three years ago!

After she disappeared four years ago, she found out that she was pregnant not long after. Three years ago, she gave birth to a very cute son. This is Qin Hanfeng's son. She thought he should know, so she called Qin's family and started all over again. She didn't make a sound until the end, she thought that Qin Hanfeng would never give up on her and that his son didn't even want him.

Unexpectedly, three days later, a group of robbers came to the house, robbed her child, and put her in a madhouse!
For three years, she lived like a ghost, and she almost didn't know herself!
The woman looked at Cen Ziyan, who was trembling slightly, but had poignant and firm eyes, and a trace of grief flashed across her eyes.

Yes, grief.

"Miss Cen, you..." Seeing Cen Ziyan's appearance clearly, she dared not ask her what she had been through, or even reach out to touch her. After a pause, the manager choked up and said, "Don't be afraid of me, I won't hurt you."

She reported her family background, which gave Cen Ziyan a sense of security, "My name is Yan Xiwen, and I am the manager of this hotel. I have been looking for you all these years..."

Before the words fell, Yan Xiwen noticed that Cen Ziyan was shaking even more, and quickly explained, "It's Mr. Cen! He asked me to find you. Without Mr. Cen, I'm just an orphan who is hungry and full. For 20 years, I’m here to repay the favor.”

It seemed that Cen Ziyan took a few seconds to realize what she was saying, and an uncontrollable excitement surged up in his heart.

"You, you said you know my father? He... Is he okay?" As soon as the words finished, she felt a chill in her heart.

Even if she lived like this, one can imagine what kind of life Cen Huaisheng lived in prison.

"Boss Cen, he misses you very much." Yan Xiwen avoided the seriousness, "I haven't heard from you in these years, so I told Boss Cen that you went to study abroad to avoid rumors."

"Study abroad...Study abroad is good, you are right, I just went to study abroad."

Cen Ziyan burst into tears.