After Jin Qing climbed the fence, he didn't know that the barbed wire on the wall was electrified, so he directly grabbed the power grid with his hands and drilled in.

After the power grid on the fence flashed, it actually burned out the external meter box underneath.

At this time, the other hairpins on Jin Qing's soul head flashed a trace of white light in a place she couldn't see, and then disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

And Jin Qing just felt that his left hand was grabbing the power grid, and there was a tingling sensation that made it itchy.

After Jin Qing got into the power grid, he let go of the power grid, looked at his left hand, moved it for a moment, and had some doubts in his heart: Was it an illusion just now?

The villa was quiet at this time, and the three of them were thinking about their own thoughts.

Xie Lei's wife, Li Xin, had just finished cleaning the villa, knocked on her sore waist, and went back to her room to sleep.

Dragged down by all kinds of housework every day, she is no longer the delicate music teacher with ten fingers and slender fingers.

Xie Lei locked the door and sat alone in his studio to create.

In the corner of the wall, there were some bowls and plates thrown messily, and there was vegetable soup flowing on the ground, seeping into it along the gap in the floor tiles, Xie Lei didn't care at all, he didn't clean it by himself anyway.

This is the dinner that Li Xin brought him, and when it comes to tomorrow morning, he will let Li Xin in to help him clean up.

Xie Lei held the guitar and tried to do it, while holding a pen and writing and drawing in a notebook.

The room was his private domain, and he never let anyone in except for cleaning.

I remember that when Xie Xinyao was a child, he once curiously touched the piano keys in his studio, this piano was specially carved for him by Qiao Yurou abroad back then, and never let anyone touch it.

Xie Xinyao's fingers were broken, completely cutting off her possibility of learning music.

Since then, every time Xie Xinyao passes by his studio, she will subconsciously take a detour.

Xie Lei is a very pure person, he purely just wants to be popular.

What kind of family affection and love is too ridiculous in his eyes, he is such a talented person, but no one knows how to appreciate it.

Xie Lei thought that from the age of twenty-five to now he is nearly fifty years old, and every year he is looking for someone to make him popular, but every year he is disappointed, watching the money he has squandered over the years, it is like a waste, and he can't help but hate everyone in his heart.

Qiao Yurou died too early, and when he took her inheritance, he still felt that this money was a lot, and he felt that he would definitely be popular.

But it turned out that the money was not enough to make him popular.

This woman stretched her legs and died happily, why didn't she think about getting more money for herself from her capitalist father before she died!

So much so that every time he takes money from Qiao Jia and Qiao Ren, the two little white-eyed wolves, it is like begging.

These two snob-eyed short-lived ghosts are really too unfilial, and they know that they have a rich capitalist grandfather, who has never come to the door since he was a child, and never takes the initiative to come to see himself, as if he doesn't want to recognize his own father who has no money.

As for why he didn't sell this villa, Xie Lei scoffed, only such a house is worthy of his talent, he, a future first-line singer, can't live in a small house, it hurts his face too much.

Speaking of Li Xin again, Xie Lei snorted coldly. If it weren't for the fact that no one took care of him, he wouldn't have been able to create with peace of mind, and he wouldn't have married Li Xin at all.

Who knows why this woman is so troublesome, and she gave birth to a little burden and cost him so much money.

But when he thought of Xie Xinyao again, a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes: this daughter is not bad, she is becoming more and more scheming, and she knows how to plan for her father, and there is finally someone who can be used by his side.

Thinking of the plan Xie Xinyao had told him, the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned upward.

It is a great thing to be able to let that stinky capitalist old man die, let the two little white-eyed wolves learn a lesson, and get all the money in their family.

As long as Qiao Xingye's old guy is confirmed to have died in front of the two siblings, he will be able to find a way to inherit all the property of the siblings.

This money is enough to make him a first-line singer.

The rest, it doesn't matter at all.

As long as he can have something to do with him, no matter what others ask him to do, he will do it obediently.

Thinking of this, his mood improved again, he had lived enough grievances over the years, and it was not easy to ask for money from others.

This time, he finally saw the hope of becoming famous, as long as these stumbling blocks are gone, he will have enough resources to make himself one of the first line in the future.

Thinking that in the future, there will be countless people to worship him and pursue him, Xie Lei couldn't help but be emotional for a while, and his creative inspiration burst out, so he grabbed the notes in the notebook and named it "Hope".

In the master bedroom of the villa, Li Xin was sleeping sweetly.

Although the life around Xie Lei all day and night made her very tired, she was extremely satisfied, because she felt that she was married to the person she loved the most.

She and Xie Lei are college classmates, and the two have been together since their college days, Xie Lei is an orphan, and Li Xin's family is not a wealthy family, so living in the city requires more hardships than ordinary people.

Like Qiao Yurou, Li Xin was also fascinated by Xie Lei's melancholy aura from his bones, and willingly went out to work to make money for him to concentrate on creation.

Jin Qing: "Hehe! "If I were a poor jingle, I would be more depressed than him. Believe it or not!

After graduating from university, Li Xin found a job as a primary school music teacher, but in order to have more time to take care of Xie Lei's daily life, she gave up and chose to do odd jobs everywhere, wanting to work hard to earn more money.

At her busiest, Li Xin had to work four jobs a day.

But she never complained, because she felt that she was sacrificing for love.

She is not as talented as Xie Lei, and has a unique understanding and cognition of music, so she has to work hard to help Xie Lei succeed and let him fulfill the dream that the two of them share.

Hearing the news that Xie Lei was going to marry Qiao Yurou was like a bolt from the blue for her.

She didn't understand why the man who was still with her last night put on a brand-new expensive suit in the early morning, and informed herself indifferently that he was going to marry another woman in a while!

The most ridiculous thing is that he put on this suit with his own hands.

Li Xin sat on the bed and watched Xie Lei throw down this sentence, then slowly and methodically straightened her hair, patted her shoulder, which was already very clean, and left slowly.

Only Li Xin was left to sit in the room without tears, she was really abandoned.