It was a rainy night when Qin Xiao returned to the villa.

The man was walking with wind in the corner of his clothes, and a cold feeling. The rain wet his forehead, and his gloomy appearance scared Aunt Ding. He reacted and said quickly: "Oh, Master, why did he make this look like this?"

Qin Xiao raised his hand and his voice was cold: "Where is Wenxian?"

Aunt Ding was so scared that she was confused: "Shh, Master, that's your mother, don't call her name like that."

A cold smile appeared on Qin Xiao's lips. If he could, he really wanted to kill her. Just yesterday, he had the idea of ​​killing Wenxian silently for the first time.

However, after calming down, he thought of Su Ling, and when she seriously said that he would always be so good, he calmed down.

Aunt Ding handed him a dry towel to wipe his hair, muttering: "Mrs. Wen is upstairs... You take a shower first, don't take your body seriously because of your youth."

Aunt Ding suddenly remembered: "By the way, Miss Su came to see you two days ago."

Qin Xiao had no time to be happy, and even more coldness invaded him: "Have Miss Su met my mother?"

Aunt Ding nodded: "I've seen it."

Qin Xiao pinched the towel tightly: "What did they say?"

Aunt Ding is Qin Xiao's man, so naturally she would not hide it: "Ms. Su didn't say anything, so she greeted Mrs. Wen. Mrs. Wen said Miss Su is amazing. I don't understand it very much."

Qin Xiao nodded, let go of the veil and walked upstairs.

His steps were steady, but there was a coldness. Wenxian was sleeping just in time, but Qin Xiao knocked on the door.

"Open."

Wen Xian was proud and slightly frightened in her heart, and opened the door. Although she was waiting for Qin Xiao to return to verify, she was still as a mother: "I said what you look like, your hair is still dripping with water. If you want to talk to me, go first..."

Qin Xiao sneered: "Shut up, you know what I feel now, don't force me to kill you inadvertently."

Wenxian's anger rose, and in a blink of an eye there was even greater joy: "So, you know I didn't lie to you, you can't be with Su Ling. She is probably yours..."

Qin Xiao turned cold and said, "You dare to say those two words."

When did Wenxian see her son like this? To be honest, neither mother nor son has any kind of family affection, and it is terrible.

Qin Xiao said slowly, word by word: "If I say no, it's not. If Su Ling really has a certain identity, she can only be my wife."

Mrs. Wen widened her eyes and looked at Qin Xiao like a monster: "Are you crazy?"

Qin Xiao's face was cold and his eyes were also filled with a deep and cold light, looking at Mrs. Wen.

Mrs. Wen murmured: "You are so crazy, you are so scary..."

Qin Xiao doesn’t care what she is chanting: “I will give you 10% of Qin’s shares. If you shouldn’t say anything, you won’t say anything in your life.”

Mrs. Wen smiled: "Share? I don't want it. In short, you can't like her. I'm still the same condition as before. You married Zheng Xiaoya. Otherwise, I'll tell Su Ling, if she knows that you are so terrible and disgusting..." She also knew that it was not good to describe her own son as terrible and disgusting. Fortunately, the mother and son have no feelings for her. She has lived in her fifties in her life, and she will not have a day of living as Qin Xiao's mother.

She couldn't keep things like shares even after she got them. Qin Xiao could find a way to get them back at any time.

"Don't look at me with this kind of gaze, and don't think about calculating me. Do you think I didn't make any arrangements? If something happened to me, Su Ling would know everything. It's too late now. I don't want to talk to you again. Please consider Zheng Xiaoya's affairs. Otherwise, Su Ling..."

She grabbed Qin Xiao's only weakness and kept the door closed for decades.

Qin Xiao had a cold face for a while, and finally laughed in an unknown way.

the truth?

What he believes is the truth. What he wants is the ending.

Qin Xiao went downstairs and went out. Aunt Ding looked worried. Where are you going so late?

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While Su Ling was sleeping in a daze, she heard the doorbell.

It was raining outside, and she put on her coat and wanted to see who was coming. After all, this is a community where the contracted artists are signed. Those who can come in either have permission or are familiar.

She saw Qin Xiao through the cat's eyes.

The man looked very bad, and Su Ling hesitated and opened the door for him.

The cold air outside hits her face, and Su Ling shives from the cold.

Qin Xiao frowned, closed the door when he entered, and the cold wind was isolated.

Seeing that his body was almost dripping, Su Ling was sleepy and awake most of the time: "Are you so wet from the rain? Do you need to wipe it?"

He looked at her from the beginning of entering the door and laughed at him: "Yes."

Su Ling went to find him a hair dryer and a towel, and Qin Xiao took it casually. His clothes were still wet: "Give me a bath towel."

Su Ling looked at him and silently refused.

Qin Xiao covered up the emotions in his eyes and said as warmly as possible: "What I didn't do to you, I just got cold, you know, I drove back from L City overnight, but his mother was so cold. I will tell you whatever you ask later, okay?"

When Su Ling heard about City L, she bit her lip and finally found him a bath towel.

Qin Xiao went to take a shower.

The warm water flowed through his body, and he sighed softly and bent his lips mockingly.

He knew something but couldn't tell her.

After Qin Xiao finished washing, Su Ling sat on the sofa with her pillow in a daze. Qin Xiao put a bath towel on his lower body. Su Ling's face turned slightly red, and she signaled him to put on the spare bathrobe in the living room.

Qin Xiao smiled, but did not make things difficult for her and put on the bathrobe.

Su Ling was very curious: "What are you doing in City L?"

Qin Xiao showed her the photos of his previous wet clothes.

Su Ling was stunned when she picked it up.

The person in the photo is her mother Yu Qiao, who has been around in her twenties from about the time she looked like in her junior high school to her later years. Even her grandmother doesn’t have these photos, so where did Qin Xiao find it?

After all, it was his own mother, and Su Ling looked at the photos in awe and curiosity.

Qin Xiao's eyes fell on her cheek.

Perhaps because he had a sweet sleep before, he woke her up from her sleep, and there was still a faint pink on her cheeks.

Delicate and lovely.

"Why do you have these photos?"

Qin Xiao lied calmly: "I went to L City to sign a contract, and I want to give you a surprise."

Su Ling thought it was strange, but she really couldn't think of any reason Qin Xiao had to check his mother Yu Qiao, so she reluctantly accepted this statement.

Su Ling carefully placed the photos and looked at Qin Xiao with some expectations: "Can I keep these?"

Qin Xiao bent his lips: "Of course."

She was a little happy and put away the set of photos as if she had found a treasure.

Qin Xiao covered up the coldness and sarcasm in his eyes.

The malice in this world is so strong.

Su Ling sat back and remembered the incident two days ago: "Qin Xiao, is Zheng Xiaoya really going to become your fiancée?"

Qin Xiao actually didn't know about Zheng Xiaoya's post on Weibo, but Su Ling asked this, most of the time he guessed the cause and consequences.

In fact, he was in a dilemma, and he finally let Su Ling feel a little softened. However, the difficult things that have been achieved through hardships can be destroyed by the malicious intention of fate in the blink of an eye.

He won't use her to bet.

Qin Xiao's tone was calm: "She is not." It won't be. He thought about it again, there would always be other ways, and he didn't have to agree to Mrs. Wen's request, although it seems that he has no clue at the moment.

Su Ling heard an unexpected answer.

She originally thought Qin Xiao would say yes, and then she could finally ask about things that had been confused for two lifetimes, but Qin Xiao said no.

This feeling is like, you are almost getting closer to the truth, but suddenly someone tells you, be good, you are wrong.

ah?

Then is Zheng Xiaoya crazy?

Her confused expression pleased Qin Xiao. Qin Xiao knew that there was actually another way.

If Su Ling loves him and is as strong as he loves her, then no matter what happens, Su Ling can bear it. No matter what the situation is, she will not leave him.

Unfortunately, she didn't love him.

Maybe there is tenderness, maybe there is sympathy and pitifulness, but it is still far from love.

A few rays of violence rose in his heart irresistible.

He knew that he had never been a good person.

"Lingling." His voice was hoarse and sounded in her ears. "I love you so much."

"Hmm?" Su Ling found that he was getting too close, so she couldn't help but want to retreat. Moreover, Qin Xiao said this and was straightforward and terrifying. Her ears turned red and she whispered, "Okay, don't lean over."

Because she was at home, she only wore a pair of dark green slippers.

This is a very white color.

Those feet are fair and cute, and they are most suitable for playing in your palm.
To be continued...