Chapter 1

The night was cold.

The largest private sanatorium in city a was completely closed a month ago. No one knows that it is the owner of the Qin family, a millennium scholar family.

"Ah..." bursts of shrill screams came from the empty ward, and the strong smell of blood floated in the air for a long time.

In the ward, Qin Qing, who should have been lying in bed for cultivation, was hung in the air, with wounds all over her and blood dripping. When another whip was thrown on her, the pain of seeing the bone could only make her groan.

Squeak, the door opens at a fixed time at night, and a gentle and weak face appears behind the door.

"Tut Tut, don't you sign yet? It's tough enough. If you fight again, you'll die." Qin Wanrou stepped on the blood on the ground and danced lightly. Looking at the person slowly put in front of him, she shouted, "my noble master, dear sister."

"Cough..." Qin Qing spat blood from her mouth, raised a pale but still delicate and beautiful face and looked at her coldly. "The Qin family doesn't raise traitors. I can't afford this sister."

"You!" Qin Wanrou, whose face was stiff with choking, looked at the beautiful woman who could not hide her dignified temperament sitting on the floor of the village, and her heart was filled with jealousy. "You still think you are the eldest miss of the Qin family, Qin Qing. Everyone knows that you are just a fake. I am the eldest son and grandson of the Qin family. Even if you don't sign the transfer document, the Qin family will be mine sooner or later."

Qin Qing had to look up at her ambitious sister as if she had heard a joke. "If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. You don't have the ability to support the Qin family, and you don't deserve it."

It seems so easy to run a huge inheritance family. Although Qin Wanrou is the blood of the Qin family, she is just a vase for pleasure.

She clearly saw the irony in her eyes, and Qin Wanrou's ferocious smile showed dark malice, "I don't have to support you. You've laid a foundation for me. I just want to enjoy my achievements. Why don't you think no one will save you? Those elders of the Qin family are just like me. They just regard you as a tool to make money, otherwise they won't keep you from getting married and having children for so many years. The Qin family will never allow bastards."

Bastard.

The label that had been on Qin Qing for more than ten years now turned into a sharp knife and pierced her heart again.

"Unfortunately, you are all parasites attached to me." it's worse than hybrids.

"Shut up!" the irritated Qin Wanrou slapped back, grabbed Qin Qing's bloody but slender and soft hands and pressed them on the document, "sign it for me and write down your name. You are still miss Qin, the perfect lady of the family, and the model of all celebrities in city A."

Qin Qing didn't look at the paper and pen in front of her. She even looked back and smiled at her and said, "I never care about these false names. Qin Wanrou, this is the difference between you and me. You can never compare with me."

"You talk nonsense! You talk nonsense!" Qin Wanrou was stabbed to death and kicked the already weak patient in a moment of rage. Her anger burned to the top. She stared at the green and jade hands and showed a crazy grin at the corners of her mouth, "Qin Qing, a gifted poet, is naturally white in clothes. My father placed deep hopes on you and hoped you would become a dragon and Phoenix among people. I will destroy your unparalleled hand today. See how you can become a dragon and a phoenix!"

When the voice fell, she picked up the knife next to her, raised it high, and then fell hard.

"Ah..." at the moment when the blood splashed out, Qin Qing's eyes were covered with blood. She only felt that severe pain came endlessly, and then she completely lost consciousness.

I don't know how much time has passed. A voice blurs into my mind in the dark.

"Ah, stupid woman, her heart is too soft, and she is doomed to come to no good end." the woman's voice is a little low, but it carries her crazy.

"Who are you? Am I dead?" Qin Qing asked.

"You don't care who I am. You'll die in a little while. I just feel pity. Are you willing to plant it in the hands of such a little white lotus?" the woman told the news that she was about to die.

Qin Qing looked around at the dark environment and sighed, "what if I'm not willing? I'm also a tool in my life."

"Hehe, that's because your heart is not cruel enough and you don't kill enough people." the woman sneered, with a faint voice, as if she came from a distance. "Your hands are really skillful. They are somewhat similar to me. It's fate. How about we make a deal?"

"What deal?" since he was dying, Qin Qing didn't care whether it was dangerous or not.

The woman also heard the randomness of her life and said, "I can help you go back to the turning point of life and let you make another choice. In exchange, you want to regain the position of gambling king in Macao for me."

"Gambling king?" this strange term made Qin Qing hesitate for a moment, "I came from a scholarly family and know nothing about gambling..."

"You don't have to worry about this. Your hands are flexible enough, as long as I pass the gambling skill to you." the other party interrupted her.

So far, Qin Qing had no way back.

"Well, I promise you that as long as I have one breath, I will help you fulfill your wish." she gazed at the unpredictable darkness ahead and made a solemn promise.

Then there was a bright light in the air, which hit her directly. When she was confused, she heard the woman's last advice.

"This is a man eating world. You can reach the peak only if you accumulate enough blood and bones under your feet."

It was a strong man's understanding of the cruel laws of the world. Qin Qing sincerely thanked each other.

"Miss, miss, wake up."

When the sound came from her ears again, Qin Qing felt very hot. In a daze, she opened her eyes and saw a colorful billboard that said "charm bar", and the person shaking on her side was

"Oman?" she jerked up, sat up and looked at the middle-aged woman in front of her in surprise. She was the nanny of the Qin family. She died seventeen years ago. Now, the time point is obviously back to the night Oman died, which is a turning point affecting her life.

"Young lady, run quickly and I'll block them for you!" Oman said without noticing her abnormality, listening to the footsteps around, holding her palm full of sweat.

"OK." Qin Qing nodded and shook his faint body. As soon as he stood up, the hurried footsteps behind him accompanied by shouting broke the peace of the moment.

"They are over there. Surround them in front and back. Don't let them run away." the quickly gathered crowd was all ferocious and immediately surrounded Qin Qing.