It wasn't until all the people in the office were gone that Qi Liang took out the express letter that had just arrived from the drawer.

The sender did not have a signature and no address, indicating that the other party did not want her to know who she was.

She looked at the express in front of her with cold eyes, and even if she hadn't opened it yet, she smelled the smell of conspiracy.

When she opened the express, she almost subconsciously planned to dig out the cigarettes in her pocket, only to find that she had quit smoking for years.

The face, which had never seen waves, suddenly evoked a smile in the dim light.

When she is not smiling, she is like an iceberg, so beautiful that people feel that she has no soul.

But when she smiled, she had a deadly danger like Medusa.

"Looks like someone has come to the door. ”

There was nothing else in the shipment, just a bunch of photos.

The photo is no one else, it's all herself.

More than a dozen photos record all the pictures from her going out today, to entering the company, and then after entering the design tribe.

The first reaction of ordinary people when being followed is panic and doubt, but Qi Liang felt excited, and as the photo slid, the corners of her mouth became more and more curved.

"Dad, is that you?"

The sensational murder case of the year completely broke up Qiliang's originally not very peaceful family.

Her brother was imprisoned as one of the murderers and betrayed a life sentence, Qi Shengtao is on the run, and even her mother, who is an alcoholic all day long, is nowhere to be found.

She had lived in Star City for so many years as a transparent person, but someone gave her a gift on the first day she entered Qi Xing.

The victim of the murder case was the wife of the chairman of Qixing Group, that is, Guan Shannan's mother.

She didn't know if Guan Shannan helped her because she was out of her or because she didn't recognize herself, and now she didn't know what this express was trying to tell her.

Is it to warn her to leave Qi Xing, or is it ...... Don't have a picture.

Qi Liang looked at the photos over and over again, and finally put them all away in his bag, and when he got up, he happened to see his smiling face in the mirror opposite.

Demon Ye was gloomy: "I'll wait for you." ”

And she didn't know until she left the office, at this time, in the president's office, a slender finger with distinct knots was clicking the magnification button, repeatedly watching the content of the photo she had just taken......

On the first day of work, Qi Liang opened a bottle of brandy for herself when she got home, and when she drank it, her whole spirit seemed to float in mid-air.

"Qi Yao Qi Liang, come here, drink with the old lady!"

Zhang Yue, who is already old and decrepit but still wears heavy makeup, pinched her wine glass and beckoned her nine-year-old and five-year-old siblings to come over and drink with her.

The two of them took the wine glass tremblingly, feeling the hot liquor pass through their tender throats.

Qi Liang hadn't learned to drink expressionlessly at that time, and he was so scared that tears were hanging all over his face.

And Zhang Yue was already drunk, and she kept talking about how popular she was a stripper when she was young, and how she regretted marrying their gambler father...... Every time she said this, Qi Liang could always see the light in her eyes that was going out and extinguishing.

These words are now familiar to Qi Liang, but whenever she recalls Zhang Yue, she doesn't think of these.

It was that night when Qi Shengtao was covered in blood and looting all the family's property, she was still sitting in the corner drinking.

Her face was full of indifference, and it wasn't until Qi Shengtao left the house that she staggered up and walked to Qi Liang's side, pinching her chin, as if she was going to crush her mandible.

"Do you believe your father and brother would kill someone?"

The expression on Qi Liang's face was the same as hers, but he was expressionless and didn't say a word.

In the end, she saw that the light in Zhang Yue's eyes went out, and finally fell to the ground in despair, and the next day it completely evaporated like Qi Shengtao.

When she woke up from her dream again, Qi Liang found that her back was wet with sweat again, and she raised her head again to look at the calendar on the wall, and yesterday's day was circled by her red, which relieved her breathing a little quickly.

She sat on the bed in a daze after the nightmare, as usual, before she said into the air, "I don't believe it. ”

This answer, which was not spoken at the time, seems to be a little late now.

At this time, the text message came in, it was Joanna's new work arrangement, and the content was a new product design competition.

She looked at the suffix of the Qixing Group, and brought back a smile that only appeared when she was irritable.

"Will Qixing Group have the answer I want?"