Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

The man patted his chest and swore a solemn oath.

Wen Rong was silent for a long time, looking at him with eyes full of amusement and condescending contempt. After a while, until the man showed a cautious expression, he took a gulp and finished the wine, then threw the glass on the table: "You never told me before that you were a fraudster. Your security company is actually a debt collection company or a violent group, right?"

“……”The man froze.

Wen Rong smiled contemptuously and walked away: "I don't want to see him again at the next party - it's really embarrassing."

When the footsteps outside the door disappeared, the private room became quiet again.

A few friends looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on the person who was exposed in front of them.

The latter showed no sign of embarrassment, but was calm and confident. He picked up the wine glass that Wen Rong had discarded, poured a glass of wine into it, and drank it. Then he said leisurely: "He will contact you again, and then contact me through you."

Through the remnant of crimson wine, this man with narrow eyes, a high nose bridge, and lips so thin that they were almost a line showed a smile that was even more contemptuous than Wen Rong's: "I know people like them best. As soon as I saw him, I knew that under his skin, there was a soul that was even dirtier than mine, but he thought he was noble and pure."

He poured the wine slowly, his eyes flashing with turbid resentment and wanton joy: "How dare you look down on me."

He murmured, "Then let me fool you too - I've never fooled a billionaire before."

The others just looked at each other, not daring to speak.

After pouring the red wine, the man threw away the glass and glanced down at the documents on the table.

That was done by a group of people like them, specifically investigating all aspects of the Undead Demon, including a painting that the Undead Demon had asked someone to buy at a shady auction house in Southeast Asia.

His eyes swept across the painting, paused for half a second, and then looked away.

·

The night is getting dark.

Ye Kong opened his eyes the moment he heard the door open.

She pretended to be asleep, her brain racing as she wondered where the bodyguards downstairs had gone. At the same time, she reached under the pillow without making a sound and grasped the hilt of the dagger.

The footsteps went up all the way, past the stairs, and even when they passed the combination lock, there was no sound, as if the door opened automatically for him.

Ye Kong gripped the hilt of the knife tighter.

His footsteps went around the piano and the screen and came to her bed. He seemed to be at a distance, just staring at her quietly.

-

The curtains were not drawn, only the gauze curtains were drawn.

On a winter night, the moonlight that seemed to have been washed by ice water came in dimly through the gauze curtain and fell on the girl lying on her side on the bed, just soaking her black hair that was spread out behind her. However, her entire face was submerged in the shadow, making her look pale and fragile, as if she was burned by the moonlight and was lying there like this.

——This person is like this. When she doesn't speak, move, or open those scary eyes to look at people, she always gives people the illusion that she is so fragile that she will break if touched by a finger. So one must be cautious, must be extremely fearful, and must even breathe lightly when treating her.

However, only those who fully understand her and have endured the torture know that as long as this person opens her eyes——

Without warning, her eyelashes fluttered like a fan in the shadows.

So fast and quiet.

Then the dark pupils and clean whites of the eyes became another moon in the shadow, a moon that cuts your hands like a knife, so cold and sharp that it seems as if it could cut a piece of flesh from your heart with just one look at you.

But she didn't speak, and had no expression. Even though her eyes were so hurtful, she seemed unaware of it. Then, her rosy mouth opened and closed, and a pleasant voice uttered: "You want to die?"

"..."

Qu Wu glanced at her hand under the pillow, and raised the corner of his mouth with contempt: "You try it?"

Ye Kong: ...

Just try it.

Ye Kong drew his sword without warning and rushed forward, and in less than three seconds -

His wrist was grabbed, the dagger fell to the ground, and he fell on the bed with injuries. On top of him was a 170cm tall, muscular body.

She let out a "pu" sound when being pressed and nearly vomited her dinner. She suddenly raised her foot to kick someone as if in response to the pressure, but was ruthlessly suppressed by the contestant who had won many medals.

Ye Kong: ...

Ye Kong was exhausted, just lying on the bed, letting out a cold laugh: "After being driven away by me, you've been holding a grudge for many days, and now you're finally going to take action?"

"Don't you understand? How dare you block me when you know you are no match for me?"

"..." It was the first time Ye Kong heard a bootlicker talking to him like this. He felt a little uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Qu Wu gritted his teeth: "What's wrong? Didn't you ask me to live my own life and have my own personality? Are you not used to having you now?"

"...It's none of my business." Ye Kong was a little impatient, "What on earth are you doing here? Your mother..."

"My mother has been discharged from the hospital. Stop using her as an excuse!" Qu Wu said coldly, "What on earth do you want to do?"

"..."

"Don't play dumb or dead. You've changed since my mom's accident. You drove everyone away and broke up with Wen Can, but you went to his dad's birthday party in a swaggering manner. Then you came back and started to cause trouble under the identity of an undead demon. Didn't you say before that you would remain anonymous until you die? Why don't you act like that at all now?"

"People's ideas change." Ye Kong said expressionlessly, "Is it not okay for me to suddenly want fame and fortune and be admired by everyone?"

"Haha, are you so sleepy that you can come up with such a flawed excuse? You want everyone to admire you but you don't want me to admire you?"

"Is it not possible?" Ye Kong said calmly, "I'm just tired of playing with you. Is it not okay if I don't want you anymore?"

"..."

Qu Wu was stunned.

For a moment her expression changed between sadness and disbelief, and finally it turned into bursting anger.

"You don't want me? Do you think it's my turn to want me? Now I'm the one with a mother and a family! What about you? You-"

She wanted to say many more hurtful words, but in the end she couldn't.

After a long while, she heard the girl's quiet and indifferent voice: "Isn't that great?"

"You finally admitted that you have a mother and a family."

Qu Wu: ...

Ye Kong sat up and pushed the person away with force.

This time Qu Wu didn't insist. He let her push him away and stood beside the bed, staring at Ye Kong coldly.

The girl raised her head and looked up at her, but her eyes were still the same as those of a person looking at dust and air: "You are just a stray dog ​​I picked up. Even though you found an adoptive owner, you still stayed by my side for so many years. Now that you finally know that your home is not mine, you probably won't come to me again in the future, right?"

"It's really gratifying."