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"Alright, I got it. So Big Brother Yidan was unhappy about something. However, Uncle Lin, you can rest assured that one day, I will definitely wake you up."

As Shen Qing'er said this, she suddenly turned her head to smile at Uncle Lin. That smile that was as bright as the stars caused Uncle Lin to be stunned. He smiled bitterly. The young master was doing everything he could to take revenge on this girl, but this girl actually wanted to use her happiness to move the young master and make her happy.

For example, Shen Qing'er's father killing the Old Master and the Old Madam in his car was an unchangeable and cruel fact. Then, would this girl really be able to repay his father's debt? Perhaps, one day, Shen Qing'er could use her angelic smile to wake up the young master's frozen heart.

The tragic death of his parents had turned Ye Yi Hang into a cruel and merciless man. His frozen eyes would never have any warmth in them.

However, a nineteen year old young outsider had no choice but to take on debts for the group and family businesses his parents had left behind.

In order to successfully take over the company his father left behind after he had matured, Ye Yi Hang had to take time out to study economic management and business analysis while he was still in school.

At this moment, it was already one o'clock in the morning. Ye Yu was still studying in his room. Suddenly, a sharp bolt of lightning pierced through the dark sky, forcefully slicing open the night sky in the middle. Ye Yi Hang felt a little stuffy, so he put down the study in his hand, opened the window and took a breath of fresh air.

As he opened the window, another bolt of lightning flashed past. There was a flash of lightning, and Ye Yi Hang could clearly see a small figure inside the rose garden, flinching in the wind. Only now did he remember that Shen Qing'er was still being punished outside the house.

Just at this moment, a bolt of lightning flashed past once more. For a moment, a heavy rain poured down.

The door of the Ye Family mansion opened in the pouring rain. Uncle Lin saw that it was starting to rain heavily, so he wanted to secretly give an umbrella to Shen Qing'er who was still in the garden.

"Uncle Lin, where are you going?" Looking at the figure downstairs, Ye Yi Hang frowned with a cold expression.

"Young Master, Qing'er is still outside. It's raining so heavily, how could she …"

"Alright, you don't need to worry about that." Ye Yi Hang impatiently interrupted Uncle Lin, "Uncle Lin, do you still want to work at the Ye family?"

The coldness in Ye Yi Hang's words caused Uncle Lin to be startled. He shook his head helplessly and could only withdraw his steps out of the house.

He raised his head and looked at the small, shrivelled up figure in the rain. A wave of happiness suddenly rose in Ye Yi Hang's heart, he wanted to see if this little girl would run back by herself because she couldn't take it anymore. As soon as she came back, he would find an excuse to punish her.

Unexpectedly, an entire hour, two hours, three hours had passed. Although the heavy rain outside the window had not stopped, Shen Qing'er, a nine-year-old girl, was sitting in the midst of the storm, not even moving an inch.

Ye Yi Hang looked at the cowering figure in the rain. At this moment, the joy of revenge had already faded. Replacing it was a strange and crafty feeling that even he himself could not describe. She was the daughter of the man who had killed his parents. He would not show mercy. Finally, Ye Yi Hang clenched his teeth, pulled the curtain closed, no longer looking at that cowering figure.

After a night of rain, Shen Qing'er actually didn't secretly run back to her room, causing her to be sick for the better half of a month. As soon as she recovered, she regained her former happiness. Although she restrained herself in front of Ye Yi Hang, she was still able to conquer all the unhappiness with her bright eyes.

Early morning. The flowers in the rose garden, in the fresh morning light, exuded a tempting fragrance. Bright dewdrops streaked across in a beautiful arc, sprinkling down a string of clear and translucent light.

Shen Qing'er looked at a bright and glistening rose in the rose garden, a radiant smile appearing on her face. These roses were the most beautiful roses she had ever seen. Uncle Lin said that Brother Yi Hang had sad things on his mind, which was why he was unhappy. He wondered if he would be happy if she gave it to him. Shen Qing'er happily thought as she plucked the gently swaying rose in the wind. Carrying the sickly flowers, she ran towards Ye Xingyu's room.

A few minutes later. Shen Qing'er sent the rose to Ye Yi Hang, but what Ye Qingyu saw was not joy or happiness, but a terrifying gloominess and anger. Even the muscles on his clearly defined and deep cold face were slightly twitching due to anger.

Shen Qing'er thought that he would be happy to give these beautiful roses to Ye Yi Hang. She never thought that he would be so angry that his face would twist.