Quick time travel: The sickly villain is fierce and flirtatious

Rumors about the Liang family are rampant, and the family's reputation has been ruined overnight.

Despite being humble, Qin Yan's side was already in a state of prosperity.

Seeing that she had a business acumen, Rong Guishao gradually delegated a little power and wanted to see if the eldest daughter, who had been neglected for a long time, had other abilities.

Qin Yan was flattered and very happy to follow him.

Not only did I tinker with some new stuff, but I also poured out good ideas like beans.

The shopping mall is like a battlefield, and Rong Guishao has a right-hand man who is like a fish in water, monopolizing the supply chain of rare fruits in Chujiang River.

However, behind the scenes is a kind father, a filial son, and calmness.

The undercurrent is surging.

From the moment he had access to the account books, Qin Yan had calculated the expenses of Aconitum that year.

Unfortunately, after searching several times, I couldn't find any records related to Aconitum.

Also, the emperor and the queen of this dynasty have been in love for half their lives and adhere to monogamy.

Killing your wife is a serious crime in this dynasty.

When it comes to his wealth and life, how could Rong Guishao hand over his information to others so easily.

If he thought well, he should have a Yin and Yang ledger.

The one that can be shown to the public is the one Qin Yan is currently reading.

And those that cannot be seen in the light should be carefully hidden somewhere.

If she wanted to obtain the most critical evidence, she could only investigate slowly.

Don't be impatient, lest you appear to be too radical and have evil intentions.

It's not good to startle the snake.

Yizhuang in Youshi.

Qin Yan served tea and poured water on his own, more like the master of this territory than Ren Zijie.

"You did a great job of rubbing the Liang family's secrets." She praised him without hesitation.

Every time I go out, I can hear people treating the father and son as a joke. They pass it on to others. Don’t look down on the little people.

Sometimes, ants can also shake up elephants.

This is Ren Zijie's specialty.

The idea of ​​torture came from Qin Yan. He was not a powerful nobleman, so he could certainly get along with all kinds of religions.

It is not difficult to distribute the papyrus filled with secrets all over the streets and make them known to passersby.

"Mr. Liang was so angry that he shouted to sever ties with Liang Hong. Even if he coughed up blood, he still had to ask his clan members to bear witness."

Ren Zijie could imagine how chaotic the scene was.

A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. After all, the Liang family has inherited it for several generations.

Liang Hong doesn't want to give up the wealth that is at his fingertips, so he will inevitably become a scoundrel, act recklessly, and make all kinds of mistakes.

It was enough for Mr. Liang to endure a piece of shameless dog-skin plaster.

Speaking of the fragile relationship between father and son, Qin Yan remembered one thing.

"I always hear you mention that you have a sister, but why have I never seen her around you?"

Ren Zijie suddenly became quiet, and a depressing atmosphere lingered around him.

"She's gone."

Qin Yan paused with his fingers on his knees and said in a slightly lower voice, "I'm sorry."

I didn't intend to make someone sad, so I should apologize.

Ren Zijie, who was in a depressed mood, drank nearly half a bottle of water in a row, and suddenly smiled: "There is nothing I can't mention, I've already looked away!"

Probably because Qin Yan looked exactly like his younger sister, he couldn't help but talk about the time when the two had been dependent on each other.

There were the laughter and laughter of the past, but also including her tragic death after escaping from the brothel.

15 years old, an age like a flower.

Before it had time to bloom, it had already fallen into mud.

Qin Yan sat quietly, without interrupting or comforting, and silently listened to what Ren Zijie had to say.

The deceased has passed away, but the living will continue to crawl around in the mire of the world.