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"So, you left after knowing that something was wrong with my grandfather?"

Qing Huan looked at the flustered woman in front of her and felt her teeth go cold. She didn't understand why there was such a person here!

Seeing her red and resentful eyes, Jiang Wan panicked, "Qing Huan, believe me, I'm not that sort of heartless person. I really just forgot …"

Did you forget?

Would three simple words be enough to exchange for her grandfather's life?

No.

Therefore, it was useless.

Qing Huan curled her lips into a cold smile. "You still haven't answered me. Just what did you say to my grandpa?"

"No, nothing." Jiang Wan's eyes were filled with panic.

"Don't you want to say it? "Then I'll call the police."

"Don't!" Jiang Wan quickly took hold of her arm and stammered, "I-I just told him about your marriage. I wanted him to help me persuade you, it was all for your own good …"

Last night was a charity party hosted by the Qin family, but she couldn't attend as Madam Qin, which made her feel very bad. She felt embarrassed and ashamed, thinking that she could only improve her identity by handling Qin Jiye's orders, so she went to the hospital early in the morning.

Jiang Wan thought indiscriminately, her words back then were a bit unpleasant to listen to, but she was really kind-hearted, how could he blame her?

She didn't feel that she was in the wrong, she even felt that her words were a bit unpleasant, but she didn't expect him to be so weak.

Qing Huan saw through her true emotions with a single glance and felt both furious and sad.

This was her mother.

After a long silence, she suddenly pursed her lips. "Madam Qin, you still don't know. I'm already married."

"What, you're married? How can you be married?!"

Jiang Wan was shocked. The first thing he thought about was what Qin Jiye had told her. What was he supposed to do about Xiao Yu's identity?

"Why can't I get married? Aren't you very proactive in helping me out? " Qing Huan shook off her hand and laughed lowly, "Li Ze's Feast, Director Li, you know what."

"That's my man."

"But now you've forced my grandfather to death."

"I think it's necessary for my husband to have a good talk with Mr. Qin." With that, she turned and left.

Jiang Wan instantly turned pale with fright. No matter how ignorant and ignorant she was, she had heard the name Li Ze Banquet before. It was a name that even Qin Jiye dreaded the most.

She hurriedly stood in front of Qing Huan and begged, "Qing Huan, I beg you, can you please stop messing around with this matter? If your Uncle Qin finds out, I'm afraid that I won't be able to stay in the Qin family anymore.

"Thud."

A block of building blocks fell down the stairs.

Jiang Wan's eyes lit up as he hurriedly pulled the little person who was standing on the staircase towards Qing Huan, "Look, this is your younger brother, Xiao Yu. He's only five years old, do you have the heart to implicate him?"

Because she was too excited, her hand strength was a little too big. The little boy seemed to be hurt from being scratched, but he only frowned his delicate little eyebrows and didn't say a word.

Its black and white eyes were staring at the building block on the ground.

"Quick, quickly call me elder sister. Didn't you always want elder sister?" Jiang Wan's tone was urgent, pushing him towards Qing Huan's direction.

The little person staggered before finally raising his head. He exchanged gazes with Qing Huan for a moment before lowering his head.

"Aiya, you …" Jiang Wan refused to give up and wanted to push him.

"Enough." Qing Huan's expression was ice-cold. A trace of mockery flashed across her eyes as she said, "I promise you that I won't tell this matter to Mister Qin."

When they left the Qin family, Qing Huan looked up at the sky.

Someone once said that when you look up at the sky, tears are flowing to the heart, so that no one will see your vulnerability.

When she was seven years old, her father died, leaving her with a huge debt. Within a year, Jiang Wan had abandoned her and ran away.

Qing Huan thought that she should not have anticipated this ever since.

She did not have such a mother.

As for the promise, wouldn't Qin Jiye know if she didn't tell him? And the Qin family … Qing Huan's eyes were ice-cold.

If you make a mistake, you will have to pay the price.

"Are you okay?" Chu Cheng, who was standing outside the villa, saw him and hurried to greet him.

She came with Qing Huan, but didn't go in. Instead, she waited outside while reporting, "Oh right, it's a call from Brother Li."

Qing Huan was stunned as she received the phone.

"Mr. Li." Her voice was hoarse.

After a long silence, the man's deep voice came through the receiver. "Crying?"

"Nope."

Only after losing her only family did Qing Huan realize that she wouldn't be able to cry when she was in extreme pain. It was as if a huge hole had been stabbed into her heart. The cold wind blew past her, causing her to feel a suffocating grief.

Li Ze had never thought that he would encounter such a situation on the other side of the banquet right after he left the country. He frowned. For some reason, he felt uncomfortable inside.

"What do you want to do? "I'll help you when I return home."

Her voice was cold and sure.

"Alright."

Qing Huan responded and lowered her eyes. She was a little surprised that Li Ze's Feast understood her level. She really wanted to do something, but the most important thing right now was …

"I want to take grandpa home." She wanted the old man to return to the ground, while at the same time …

filial piety.

After hanging up, somewhere on the other side of the ocean, the handsome man tapped his finger on the table. After a moment of silence, he instructed the people beside him, "Hurry up and finish this matter as soon as possible. I need to return home in advance."

Surprise flashed across the face of the person respectfully standing in front of him, and he immediately nodded his head in agreement.

Three months later.

9 o'clock in the morning. The flight from Qingcheng to Luo City landed on time. A beautiful figure dragged her luggage out of the airport lobby.

"Qing Huan and Qing Huan, over here!"

Upon hearing the voice, Qing Huan lifted her eyes to look over, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly.

Zhai Ya quickly stepped forward to help her carry her luggage, chattering non-stop. "I know you came back. I was so excited last night that I didn't sleep well. I came here early in the morning …"

"You miss me that much?" "It's only been three months. Those who don't know it might think it's been three years."

"I just missed you."

Zhai Ya secretly raised her head and saw that her expression was normal. Only then did she let out a sigh of relief. She already knew what had happened. The only thing she could do was to be careful and not touch her sore spot.

"Come on, I'll take you home. Wait for your car outside."

On the way, Qing Huan carelessly looked out the window as her mind drifted away.

In these three months, not only did she pay homage to her grandfather, but she had also settled her mood. After returning to Luocheng, she was able to calmly face her grief.

Besides, she still had things to do.

After thinking for a moment, Qing Huan tried dialing a certain number again. However, she was still unable to get any results. A trace of unease involuntarily rose in her heart.

It was impossible for her to accomplish what she wanted to do by herself. She was merely an ant trying to shake a tree.

However, the person she wanted to borrow was not only someone who initially sent a text message asking when she would be back, but also someone who seemed to have lost contact with her …