After being kicked out of the wealthy family, her ancestor shocked the world

The car stopped and Qin Zhaozhao got out in a daze.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked around in a daze.

Turning around, Qin Zeyu took down the luggage and said indifferently, "Let's go."

Qin Zhaozhao was stunned for a moment, then trotted after him, wondering: "Brother, where is this place? Where is the teacher?"

"I rented an apartment." Qin Zeyu replied.

When he decided to come back, he asked someone to find a place for him to live in Haicheng.

Mr. Qin promised that until the two of them found stable jobs, they would receive all the necessary financial support and assistance.

Qin Zeyu tightened his jaw, drooped his brows, and clenched his hands holding the suitcase.

He tilted his head slightly and glanced at Qin Zhaozhao behind him: "He's always like that, drowning his sorrows in alcohol?"

Qin Zhaozhao lowered his head, clasped his hands in front of him, pinched his fingers, and hummed slightly.

"Ever since grandpa transferred all of Dad's shares to Brother Qin Zhen and kicked Dad out, he has been feeling depressed and has been drinking all day."

Qin Zeyu paused, took a deep breath, and asked again: "Where did he get the money?"

As far as he knew, all bank cards under Qin Jinghui's name had been frozen.

He has no job and no source of income, how can he buy alcohol?

There are quite a few.

Qin Zhaozhao shook his head, "I don't know either."

Qin Zeyu frowned and changed the subject for the time being.

"You have been living at Teacher Zuo Zhe's house all this time."

When mentioning Zuo Zhe, Qin Zhaozhao's tone was obviously relaxed.

"Well, Teacher Zuo Zhe is very kind to me and takes good care of me."

Qin Zeyu pursed his thin lips and concentrated on finding the way.

It was his first time here and he was not familiar with the place, but he still found the building where the apartment was located smoothly.

After entering the elevator and pressing the floor button, Qin Zeyu took out the spare key from his pocket.

"You will live here from now on, and don't go back to that home."

Zuo Zhe is just her teacher, and they have no other relationship. It is not appropriate for a girl to live in his house.

As for the villa that grandpa left for them...

Qin Zeyu's eyelashes drooped slightly, and his eyes were dim and unclear.

Qin Zhaozhao didn't want to bother Zuo Zhe either.

He helped her so much regardless of his reputation. Qin Zhaozhao was already very grateful to him, so how could she cause him more trouble?

But she really couldn't go back to that home.

My father's leg was injured and he needed a long time to recover. He was drunk all day and started to act crazy when he was drunk.

Everything that could be thrown or smashed in the house was destroyed, and he kept muttering about the injustice of his grandfather.

Qin Zhaozhao knew that Qin Jinghui was crazy, but she couldn't say it.

When the elevator reached the designated floor, Qin Zeyu went out first, looked at several house numbers nearby, deduced the location of his apartment, and took Qin Zhaozhao in.

She sat on the sofa, took a deep breath, and looked relaxed.

Qin Zeyu pushed the suitcase aside, walked over and looked down at her: "What's wrong with your leg?"

Qin Zhaozhao's walking posture was problematic, and his expression was tense all the way, as if he was enduring something.

She knew she couldn't hide it from him, so she gently rolled up her trouser leg, wrapping half of her leg with bandages.

After untying it, hideous and ugly scars spread from the calves to the knees, and the legs were covered with scratches and wounds.

Qin Zeyu only felt it was extremely dazzling. He closed his eyes, breathing heavily, and slowly opened them after two seconds.

"He did it?"

He refers to Qin Jinghui.

Qin Zhaozhao nodded and wanted to tie the bandage back on, but was stopped by Qin Zeyu.

He quickly went to the pharmacy downstairs to buy medical bandages, helped Qin Zhaozhao re-bandage her wound, and took her to the hospital.

The doctor who treated her was a female doctor. Even though she had seen so many patients, she was still shocked when she saw Qin Zhaozhao's injuries.

"Little girl, how did you do this?" Her voice was weak and she looked at Qin Zhaozhao with heartache.

Qin Zhaozhao pursed her lips, turned her head away and didn't want to say anything.

The doctor didn't ask any more questions. He just gave her the medicine and prescribed a few more prescriptions for her to change at home.

While waiting for the bus, Qin Zeyu asked the question again: "How did you do it?"

Unlike the female doctor, he was not referring to Qin Zhaozhao, but Qin Jinghui.

Qin Zhaozhao grabbed the hem of her clothes and said timidly, "He swept all the bottles down and overturned the table. I didn't dodge in time and the corner of the table scratched my legs..."

Thinking of his father's horrified face at that time, Qin Zhaozhao could no longer speak. His eyes were quickly filled with tears, which burst out in tears as big as beans.

She sobbed quietly, trying to hold it in her heart, not daring to make the slightest sound.

In just half a month, she, who had always been confident, turned into this.

Qin Zeyu gritted his teeth and clenched his hands at his sides. The veins on the back of his hands bulged out. He used too much force and his whole hands were shaking slightly.

He suppressed the hatred in his heart and said to Qin Zhaozhao in a gentle tone: "Go back and rest first."

Her brother came back and provided her with shelter...

All this seemed to make Qin Zhaozhao feel a sense of belonging. She was no longer stubborn or afraid, and fell asleep peacefully in her bedroom.

Watching her fall asleep, Qin Zeyu left again.

When I went downstairs, I made a phone call.

"Hello, Secretary Zhao, I want to see the chairman."

Qin Zeyu and Old Man Qin had only met once, when Qin Jinghui brought them home for dinner.

Therefore, it was difficult for him to call him "Grandpa".

As for Qin Zeyu, Secretary Zhao went over in person to explain what had happened and Mr. Qin's decision.

Before leaving, he left his phone number so that Qin Zeyu could call him if he had any difficulties.

"Master Qin, what's the matter?"

Qin Zhen is the only legitimate young master of the Qin family, and he couldn't deny Qin Zeyu's identity, so he could only address him by name.

"I want to ask him something."

Secretary Zhao shouldn't interfere in the affairs of the grandfather and grandson, but Mr. Qin has always been busy. The Qin family suffered a change a few days ago and is now reviving again, so he is even busier.

He said tactfully: "Master Qin, the chairman is in a meeting. I will tell him when he is free."

Qin Zeyu exerted a little force with his five fingers, very anxious but helpless.

"I want to ask him in person. Please ask Secretary Zhao to tell the chairman that I will wait for him in the company."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Secretary Zhao listened to the mechanical prompt, sighed and shook his head.

……

Nearly an hour passed before the meeting ended.

Secretary Zhao hurried over and told Mr. Qin about Qin Zeyu's phone call.

Mr. Qin was a little surprised: "He came back this year?"

When Qin Zeyu returned to his ancestral home, he had already been admitted to the Imperial Capital University.

He hardly ever came back after he went to school, and his parents said he had achieved something there.

But Mr. Qin knew clearly in his heart that it was impossible for a junior to achieve anything.

He also had someone secretly monitor Qin Zeyu's academic performance, and he knew more about it than his parents.

He simply didn't want to come back.

Secretary Zhao continued to report: "I originally wanted him to go to the office to wait for you, but he felt it was unnecessary and just stayed in the reception room."

When Mr. Qin came in, Qin Zeyu sat upright. Hearing the noise, he quickly stood up and bowed slightly: "Chairman."

There is a sense of distance in politeness.