Marvel Road to Survival

"This slap will make you sober up, do you understand?" It was the first time Wen Qing saw her father's face look so ugly. She was angry at him and hated him for being unwise.

"I'm not angry at you for being ignorant, it's not because you want to hand over your life to a scumbag with evil intentions." The man's eyes were red, like a violent beast.

"Because you are my daughter, you can't be so stupid, you know?" His voice was out of tune, and he had long lost his calm demeanor no matter what happened.

You know how many enemies dad has. You know how old dad is. I can protect you mother and daughter now, ten years from now."

"When I become confused and have Alzheimer's disease, are you going to take your father's kingdom and pay it to those scum before they take your and your mother's lives?" Father Wen was already in tears.

"Who wants your empire? I just want to be an ordinary person, paint well, and do art well. Why should I bear the burden of this? That is your empire, not mine."

Wen Qing roared hysterically, and she collapsed under the continuous blows. Senior Yuan's conspiracy and design made her doubt her life, and her father's slap made her sky fall.

Father Wen's rough palms pressed his daughter's shoulders.

"Whether you want it or not, this is yours, this is your life, and it is also my life."

Generous palms wiped away the tears on the girl's face, and her thin body trembled with sobs. Wen Qing had lived for twenty-one years and had never been so aggrieved as today. The loss of her lover and the blame from her father caused her to suffer an emotional breakdown, and the self-cultivation she had cultivated for twenty-one years no longer existed.

Father Wen was very serious. He chose this moment to tell his daughter everything. He told her his identity for the first time and told her how many enemies he had to wake her up.

Then he told the rules of the world, the incision of spring point, and told his daughter what kind of environment he was in. This man showed Wen Qing his world without reservation for the first time.

His wife and daughter are unknown to outsiders. There are rumors in the world that Marshal Wen has a family, but no one has ever been able to confirm it. Every time he goes home, he has to go through multiple disguises and make-up. He never takes photos with his family. Every time he goes out with his family, he has to plan carefully and put a lot of thought into it.

His wife supports him, understands him, and keeps this secret from their daughter.

One by one, terrible things were told in his father's indifferent tone. Those cruel battles and disregard for life made Wen Qing's world view collapse again. She knew that her father's business was not very glamorous, and she even understood that he had to move every few months. She just didn't expect that her father's business was so dangerous.

She looked at her father's no longer youthful face and gray temples, and Wen Qing understood that she had no choice.

"This time, you come and give the order." Father Wen waved, and the guy who just delivered the document bag came in.

Wen Qing raised her head. When she just looked at the evidence, she broke out in a cold sweat, her dress was soaked, her hair stuck to her face, and she looked very embarrassed.

But her eyes were very cold:

"I never want to see that person again"

"Eradicate the roots, his family." The man was a little hesitant. This was not the old man's way of doing things.

"Go do the work." Father Wen waved his hand and dismissed the man.

He used his arms to lift his daughter up. He looked at the girl who was in a puddle of mud and felt very distressed. When his daughter just came of age, Father Wen took her to meet some big bosses from his uncle's generation, but he did not tell her about his main business, and his daughter had no interest in it. He also told his father that he had known this for a long time. Every little thing he does every day proves that he is different from ordinary people.

This shocked Wen Qing's father, and he was also impressed by his daughter's intelligence and art talent. He obeyed Wen Qing's request and sent her to the Academy of Fine Arts so that she could fulfill her dream. At that time, the two fathers made an agreement that before the age of thirty , went home and started taking over part of the business.

Senior Yuan disappeared. It is said that he went abroad to study. Instructor Yuan was transferred to a position where he could only drink tea and read newspapers, far away from the campus.

That day, Wen Qing walked into the small door wearing a pair of bright red high heels. She put on light makeup, wore a collectible diamond necklace signed by the designer, and wore a handmade custom dress and returned to the dormitory where many stories had happened. .

The sharp red high heels kicked open the door and knocked down the entire dormitory.

"Get out, don't let me see you again, otherwise, I will beat you once if I see you"

The roommate with a bruised nose and face fled in embarrassment. The dormitory aunt touched a red envelope that Wen Qing had just thrown at the door and smiled happily.

She didn't let that bastard who played with emotions pay his life, but gave him a way to survive and let him get away.

Wen Qing still maintained an agreement with her father. She wanted to be the person she wanted to be. She wanted to be influential in the circle of artistic creation. She wanted to prove before the age of thirty that she could stand at a high enough position on her own to let the darkness Xiaoxiao in the middle was in awe.

Wen Qing became a taboo in the hearts of those who knew what Senior Yuan was doing in the school. They were held in deep conversation by some people and everyone was silenced.

Wen Qing began to concentrate on her art, and her level improved rapidly. However, the school did not dare to put the honors she had received in the exhibition hall for people to admire.

Therefore, Qiao Qi also lived on campus for three and a half years, but he never knew that there was a great senior sister. It was not until Wen Qing took the initiative to find Teacher Hou, hoping to introduce a competent and efficient painter that he had Job hunting after marrying Qiao Qi

It was scary and he was a little panicked. Then he came to his senses: I don’t even panic, but you, a black man, will be a ghost if you panic.

"So, you give up," Qiao Qi said seriously.

"You just obeyed the arrangements and went back to being a social person."

Wen Qing bent her legs, hugged her knees, and rested her chin on her knees. She looked aggrieved: "What else can I do? I can't do anything. I called my father and told him that I want to succeed." Yeah, I sold a lot of paintings in my touring exhibition.”

"You know what he said" she choked: "He said he asked me to say hello to Fisk for him."

"He is teaching me a lesson, letting me know the taste of power. I have already lost."

Qiao Qi walked up to Wen Qing, straightened her body, raised her head, stared into those beautiful big eyes and said: "You once comforted me and said that I didn't lose. In fact, I lost completely, love, family affection , and the freedom I’ve had over the past many years.”

"There is no worse loss than me, but I still have to live my life." Qiao Qi's eyes were bright and sparkling with tears.

"You may not understand. I may be schizophrenic or a ghost. I am suffering unimaginable torture. I may be involved in it."

Wen Qing shed tears at the corners of her eyes. She loves painting. She wants to immerse herself in this industry, do work that makes her physically and mentally happy, and make her own achievements. She also loves freedom, complete freedom of mind and body.

Do what you want to do and say what you want to say.

"So, go and step on the horse's fate, go and step on the horse's arrangement" Qiao Qi gasped, his eyes red.

"I choose to cooperate with you, Mr. Wen." He called out the title of his boss, expressing the status of women in his mind. He has always been in awe of her, both in terms of character and professional skills.

Wen Qing was confused and asked with a choked voice: "Why do you cooperate with me? We can't defeat my dad anyway. He always has a way to make people surrender."

Qiao Qi looked at the aggrieved little face of the woman who was squatting on the chair with her arms around her knees. Two seconds later, he lowered his head, cupped her cheeks, and kissed her.

Wen Qing's body became stiff instantly, and Qiao Qi could feel the softness and elasticity on his lips. The fragrant fragrance made his heart feel hot. He didn't know whether it was because the temperature of his palms was too high or because the woman was drunk, but the cheeks in his palms became hot.

The room was eerily quiet, and Qiao Qi could hear her heart beating very fast.

ps: This kind of scale shouldn’t be harmonious, so let’s test the waters by posting this chapter first. The thing about e adults is very simple, so please don’t argue.

The next step is to return. The protagonist will return soon. New abilities are the key. The manuscript has been written. Now the main thing is to adjust the settings.