Qingqingmoshangmulberry

Chapter 28

I am Qin Shan.

Before the age of 12, I was an orphan.I don't know who my father is, and I don't know who my mother is. From the moment I can remember, I have been growing up in an orphanage. Until later, I finally couldn't stand the dean's discrimination and abuse. Bullying and insulting, I chose to escape.

I have been wandering in Chinatown.Originally, there were three children who escaped at the same time as me, two boys and one girl. Later, they were arrested and returned, and only I continued to live an inhuman escape life.

In such an environment, it is impossible for me not to be cunning, not to be vigilant, not to bully the good and fear the evil.

In the beginning, I couldn't help but continue to be bullied by other hooligans in Chinatown.Until later, I learned to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and learned how a fox pretends to be a tiger.

In order to survive, I relied on a small gangster in Chinatown called Brother Jiao. I followed them. They stole and robbed me. It has been done proficiently, and it is very appreciated by Brother Jiao and his subordinates.

They eat meat and I drink soup, which is enough to maintain my basic life.

At first, I was very satisfied.But it didn't take long, and the anxiety in my heart spread like weeds day by day. Brother Jiao already had a wife from the mainland and a young wife from the Philippines who he met and hooked up with in the United States, but he always intentionally or unintentionally Come and touch me, provoke me, and say some ambiguous words that make my heart jump.

I am only 12 years old, but I know that I am beautiful, and I am far more mature than girls of the same age.

I'm so anxious, I want to find a chance to get rid of him, but I can't do it, I'm afraid, I dare not offend him.

Opportunity still favored me.

Finally one day, I saw Long Feimo.That day, it was snowing heavily, and there were few pedestrians on the street. He walked here alone, wearing a precious black fox fur coat, with a face like a jade crown, and his expression and demeanor looked like that of a well-educated son of an aristocratic family.He later told me that the driver at home was not there, so he crossed half of the city to get the medicine for his younger brother.Therefore, he clearly knew that the security of this street was notoriously chaotic, so he did not hesitate to take the risk.

He is the ideal fat sheep in Brother Jiao's heart.

Also mine.I am determined to take a gamble.

God bless me.I won.

He actually took me.I have lived a life I never dared to dream of.His adoptive father was a well-known Chinese tycoon in New York and a close friend of his biological father during his lifetime. He regarded him as a treasure and never disobeyed his will. Therefore, not long after going through the necessary tests and observations, His adoptive father has also become mine.

It seems that in just one night, I have completed the transformation from an ugly duckling to a white swan.Countless fancy clothes, delicacies, flattery, banquets... Life is like a perfect scroll, and just a small corner unfolding in front of my eyes is enough to dazzle me.

But I know that all of these are not what I want most.

From the moment he took me away, what I wanted most was just a gentle look in his eyes.

Fimo is an out-and-out workaholic.When he first started to study business, he went to a big company in New York to promote products with his adoptive father on his back. The other party was extremely indifferent and dismissed him within a few minutes.I stood outside waiting for him, and saw him come out with a calm face.That look is like that of Asura.If you do not please him, you must suffer.

Sure enough, two years later, the events were repeated, but with the roles reversed.

When the adoptive father was alive, he trusted a beautiful secretary named Suzanne very much, praised her for being capable and intelligent, and worked hard for the company. When Fei Mo took over the adoptive father's company, under his special care, he took her stayed.and after?

The process must be exciting, but unfortunately I didn't have the luck.

All I know is that I just went into the office to find Fei Mo that day, and saw him smiling: "Thank you for your contribution to the company, and then," he continued to smile, but I felt a chill hit my face, "You have been fired, And, I think it is more suitable for you to go to ××, if necessary, I can write a letter of recommendation for you."

The adoptive father never let him go, but that time he couldn't help calling and scolding him: "You can just quit her, why insult a young girl and talk about working in an entertainment place?!"

He retorted very calmly: "That's better than her using my place as a place of entertainment. What I need is a secretary, not a vase for posing."

There have been similar incidents in the future, but nothing as exciting as this one.He occasionally goes in and out with different female companions, causing everyone to be suspicious.

I kept my composure and watched with cold eyes.I am his most capable assistant. We live together and have a strong relationship. Outsiders have even suspected that I am his underground lover.

All the truth, only I know.

The foster father's business is very big, spanning multiple industries such as real estate, hotel industry, construction, investment, etc. He is shrewd, suspicious, cunning, and has no biological children, so he carefully cultivated Feimo and me.Under his arrangement, we go to the best schools, get the best exercise practices, and have access to the highest social places.His business is divided into two types.What is on the table is handled by Fei Mo, and what is off the table is my business.The worldly wisdom and quiet cruelty that I have honed in orphanages and Chinatown since I was a child are brought into full play here.I speak softly, I threaten harshly, I play hard and soft, all of which I do with ease.It didn't take long for me to get a nickname that was secretly circulated-Purple Poppy.Because I am beautiful, charming, gentle and pleasant on the outside, but hard, cruel and merciless on the inside.Also because I prefer purple clothes.

And the reason why I prefer it is because of that person, who once said casually: "Purple, a mysterious and quiet color." He may have forgotten it after saying it, he doesn't know, I will remember this sentence for a lifetime.

It's a pity that purple poppies are far less pure, clear and clean than purple mulberries.

After two years of lingering on the sick bed, the adoptive father finally passed away.Not long after he was buried, one day, Fei Mo said to me, "Qin Shan, I want to go back to China."

"China?" I was stunned. I was so unfamiliar with that mysterious and distant land that I blurted out, "What are you going back for?"

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a glass of martini in his hand, overlooking the lights of Wanjia. After a while, he said very calmly, "Qin Shan, do you know?" He drank the wine in his hand, "Harvest The season has come."

I couldn't react, and after a long time: "Then... what about me?"

He turned to look at me, his eyes were as emotionless as usual, he shrugged: "It's up to you."

Before his death, the adoptive father made a will. In addition to guaranteeing lifelong food and clothing for Feige and other related parties, the rest, if Feimo marries me, we will inherit 100%, if not, then 60% % We share equally, 40% is handed over to the foundation to operate and donate to charities.

In any case, it was enough for me, so I hardly hesitated: "I'll go back with you." I'm a greedy person, even though I'm not sure, I still hope for more.

He smiled lightly: "Okay. But," he said lightly, "If I want to wrong you, I can only give you the position of assistant to the president for the time being."

I understand, I heard that Chinese society is complex and complex, and Fei Mo just parachuted back home, and it was inevitable that he would come forward to settle things, so I also smiled slightly: "Okay."

I am confident that I still have a special place in his heart.

So, Yu Sangtong appeared later, even though she was as beautiful and intelligent as me, I never took her seriously.I just didn't expect that Yu Sangxiao would appear on the way.

In fact, when I saw her for the first time, I already had a bad feeling.

On Fei Ge's birthday, I saw Fei Mo go upstairs, and a long time later, I saw a woman coming downstairs, her face was pale and bloodless, her eyes were as bright as jewels, showing a little shame and panic.I noticed that the corners of her lips were slightly swollen.There was a slight movement in my heart, but I didn't think much about it.

The Feimo I know would never do such a lowly thing.

I really underestimated her.

When I met her again in the restaurant, I took a closer look at her. At best, she had a pretty face, her nose was not straight enough, her eyes were not big enough, the corners of her lips were too stubborn, her temperament was not outstanding, and her clothes were more casual than Yu Sangtong. difference.She half listened to what we said, and she showed obvious indifference and hostility towards me and Feimo.And Fei Mo's every word seemed to be aimed at her deliberately.He has never been like this.

Alarm bells were ringing in my heart.

Sure enough, Fei Mo wanted to marry her.Regardless of anyone, including Madam Long's objections.All he said to me was: "Help me prepare a small wedding without any extravagance."

The sadness in my heart almost overwhelmed me. For the first time, I chased to the door regardless of etiquette, and said desperately, "Why?"

He turned to look at me and said very calmly, "Sorry, this is my private matter."

I began to despair.

What he knew was far more cruel than what he didn't know.

From the first sight, I didn't like Yu Sangxiao.

No one, such an ordinary person, has made me care so much, dislike it, or even hate it.

She is proud and self-righteous, without knowing the depth.If such a person were placed in the mall, he would have been devoured to death.In this regard, ten of her combined are not worthy of carrying Yu Sangtong's shoes.

If it's Yu Sangtong, maybe I can relax a little bit, but it's her, she's out of reach for some reason.I couldn't help myself from embarrassing her.I'm pretty familiar with this.I'm just a little bit of a mousetoke.

But I think that he treats her only mediocrely.Such a shabby and perfunctory wedding, such an indifferent and embarrassing atmosphere, the indifference that was never mentioned, and the distance and alienation from strangers.

I just forgot that there are still four words in this world called wanting to hide.

I just forgot that hope and disappointment have always been twin sisters.

He ordered a complete set of Chinese furniture for his new house.

He bought a western-style house through a real estate agency, with lush flowers and trees, an excellent location, and everything was good, except the price.

Jane's proprietress told me unintentionally that he accompanied her to pick out clothes.She tried them one by one, and he looked at them one by one.

One day, I accompanied him for a working meal, and he suddenly took the menu to browse, and then walked towards the working room of the restaurant.After a while, he walked back to continue eating.

The next day, Fei Ge came to tell me: "My brother cooked last night." I understood his fuss.Although he loves this younger brother very much, Fei Mo, like a martial arts master, never strikes lightly.

My heart moved: "Really?"

Fei Ge shrugged his shoulders, and said with some regret, "It's a pity that few of the dishes I cook are to my taste."

Looking back, it was at that time that I slowly gave up.

I started to travel a lot.Different cities, different people, different occasions, no matter where, for me, there is no difference.

When I arrive in a strange city, I occasionally go to PUB to relax myself.I'm used to seeing the intrigues in the mall, and those men with fat heads.In the past, I would be happy to play with them in my hands, but now, I am very disinterested.

I understand why Feimo is willing to bring me back. He hopes that the purple poppy will grow healthy flowers and produce harmless fruits in a different soil.

I don't thank him for that.never.

In a PUB in Hong Kong, I met him.A boy in his early twenties, healthy, tall, sunny and handsome.Amidst the deafening music, under the dim light, he kept staring at me.As soon as I turned my head, he turned around.I laughed it off.

After 10 minutes, I picked up the wine glass and walked over, looked at him, straight to the point: "Why do you keep looking at me?"

His eyes widened, his face flushed red, and he almost stammered incoherently: "I... no."

I looked at him carefully. He was young, still young, with light hairs on his face, and his fair and clean skin, but now he looks like a certain part of a monkey.

I'm in a good mood today, so I smiled: "Name?"

His eyes quickly ignited.

In less than 5 minutes, I already knew the ins and outs of his background.I just graduated from a university in Canada and came to Hong Kong for tourism.I feel a little bit of intimacy for no reason.For almost a century, I have never seen such a clean and pure boy.

We chatted all night, talking nonsense all over the place.I found that this shy and handsome boy is actually conservative and stubborn in his bones, and his psychology is actually much more mature than he looks.

Later, in Hong Kong for a few days, he asked me out every night, but I always refused.Until the last night, he blocked me in the hotel lobby.He didn't say anything, he followed me stubbornly and silently, never leaving.

In front of so many people in the hotel, seeing his young and hurt expression, I really couldn't lower my face, so I let him hold my hand, and under the surprised eyes of the middle-aged man, I left in full view .

It turned out that the driver was here to pick me up for a reception.

That night was a turning point in my life.

I left Hong Kong early the next morning.The name, occupation, age, experience, and everything I left for him are all fake.For him, it was just a dream, fleeting.

And for me, that means the birth of a little life.That's enough.

Fei Mo soon found out, as smart and astute as him, he only said one sentence: "Congratulations. Be careful."

I see what he means.No, never.For the life in my womb, his (her) mother is Qin Shan, and his (her) father is still Qin Shan.

I was negligent.Phi Mo never makes rumors out of nothing.

All kinds of gossip spread as my belly gradually bulged.Countless people cast ambiguous eyes on Fei Mo and me.I am sorry, and grateful to him for preserving my insignificant dignity with a calm expression.At the same time, I almost thought maliciously, what would Yu Sangxiao think if she found out?
I'm just that vicious.Subconsciously.

So, I deserve my comeuppance.

One day, as usual, I went to one of Long's largest partners to discuss cooperation matters for the next season.The other party informed me that due to the absence of the chairman, the new manager of the marketing department will receive me.

I took the elevator upstairs and was slightly out of breath when I knocked on the door due to my handicap.

The door opened.

I must have looked like hell.My chest felt stuffy like it was stuffed with big balls of cotton.I turned around and began to trot at a pace that was clearly inappropriate for a pregnant woman.

That spring dream stood in front of me alive.I've never been so embarrassed.

More embarrassing days are yet to come.He is the chairman's nephew, he cheated on public affairs for personal gain, and he made up his mind to waste me.I was so devastated that I gritted my teeth with hatred, I could only bite the bullet and fight him again and again.No way, after all, I owe him.

He was confident, and I was forced to be helpless.

Fei Mo laughed at me: "After all, there is reincarnation in this world."

We went to cut the ribbon for the Hope Primary School donated by Long’s. On the way back, at a fork in the road, I asked the driver to stop, and Fei Mo pondered for a moment: "Wait for me."

I stood at the corner of the street, looked at his focused expression in front of the Mother and Baby Square, and suppressed the sourness in my heart: "Why, does she... have it?"

He turned around and smiled at me: "I don't know yet, but," his expression was almost gentle, "she is too careless, so I have to practice in advance."

I turned away.

At the age of 14, Qin Shan finally went through the sadness of youthfulness and passed away slowly.

My story has only just begun.

(End of this chapter)