"Yes, no, no, no......"

In the afternoon, Qinglan sat in the editor-in-chief's office, looking at the cloud-covered sky outside the window, holding a pink peony flower in her hand, counting the petals in a boring manner.

“…… Yes. ”

Qinglan looked at the last petal, cherished it, and put it in the notebook on her right hand side. She thought for a moment, picked up the ink pen, spread out the notebook and recorded the major events of the day—important things must be recorded with a pen.

Qinglan knows that she is not a smart person, although Xiang Xuehai asked her to study and study, but it was just to raise her value and create a 'confidante' character, she naturally didn't learn any practical knowledge, she didn't read poems that were sad and sad, or articles that echoed praise, as well as the skills of seducing men to get along, in the final analysis, it was just to please men.

The reason why she knows a little bit about arithmetic is that the original purpose is to make money on her own to redeem herself and leave Xiangxuehai, and when it comes to making money, she naturally has to be able to arithmetic. She worked hard to find business opportunities, and she did find a few ideas to make money in those years, but because she didn't have the capital to cooperate with other sisters, those sisters either turned around and didn't recognize people when they made money, or lost their temper at her after losing money.

Qinglan was almost desperate at that time: she had no capital, and she didn't have anyone to trust, but if she wanted to make money, she needed to have initial capital, and there was only one way for her to earn initial capital from beginning to end, and she could earn it quickly and a lot.

Because she is one of the candidates for the Oiran that Xiang Xuehai is preparing to launch.

When Qinglan came out of the pavilion, Xiang Xuehai was crowded with rich merchants and young handsome merchants. Dressed in gorgeous clothes that she had never worn in her life, she wore elegant and charming makeup, standing in the highest pavilion of Xiangxue Sea, looking down on the handsome boy below like a queen, but she knew in her heart that they just wanted to drag themselves down and sink forever in the sea of muddy mud.

For a moment, Qinglan thought that it would be better to jump down like this, fall to her death in Xiangxuehai to give Xiangxuehai a good look, and it can be regarded as venting her anger for herself.

The shouts came and went, and Xiang Xuehai had a nice name for the cost of the first night of the pavilion, just 'Grace', which means thanksgiving to Xiang Xuehai for raising her daughter. It was obviously a very ironic auction ceremony, but Qinglan knew that there were many sisters who compared to this - in fact, whoever received more gifts when they left the pavilion would also have more status in the sea of fragrant snow.

Suddenly, a price that exceeded dozens of times sounded in the sea of fragrant snow, and the surroundings fell silent. Qing Lan looked over and saw a young man with a calm face and a beautiful appearance occupying a large table alone and raising a glass to greet him.

She turned pale with fright.

The next storyline was also expected by her: she was ransomed, Aunt Hong squeezed out a few crocodile tears, and cried and sent herself away, but before leaving, she couldn't help but whisper to wish her to take care; Several sisters and sisters came to congratulate them, but their eyes were either sympathy or pity.

This is not the first time she has met Jing Zhengwei.

As early as a few years ago, Qing Lan, who was still studying art, found that this young master of the Jing family, who spent a lot of money, could be called one of Xiang Xuehai's important customers, and almost did not stay overnight in Xiang Xuehai. But along with his reputation for arrogance and generosity came rumors of his mystery and horror.

Jing Zhengwei will come to Xiangxuehai once every two or three months on average to redeem an innocent girl who has not yet come out of the cabinet;

No one knows where the girls have gone;

When he came to Xiangxuehai, it meant that the girl he ransomed last time was gone.

This information alone is enough for these human spirits who grew up in Xiangxuehai to speculate the truth. If leaving the pavilion is just a depraved road that cannot be turned back, then being redeemed by Jing Zhengwei is a dead end - and it is a dead end that can only live for two or three months!

This is the real despair, visible to the naked eye, expected, and chilling despair. When Qinglan saw Jing Zhengwei, she almost wanted to kneel down and beg him to let her go.

But unexpectedly, Jing Zhengwei did not treat her roughly, but met her various requirements, and spent a lot of time with her to travel around the mountains and rivers, read books and listen to music with her, and didn't even touch her - although the behavior of 'Qin Ri' was weird, it was still within Qinglan's acceptable range.

However, the more Jing Zhengwei behaved like an ascetic, and the more he looked at her with affectionate eyes, the more frightened Qinglan became. Sometimes, she couldn't even tell whether Jing Zhengwei had deep love or strong killing intent in his eyes.

She also wants to deceive herself, such as Jing Zhengwei's love at first sight with her, for example, when he is tired of playing and wants to find an honest girl, such as ...... But she couldn't convince herself after all, because she couldn't find out the whereabouts of the girls who Jing Zhengwei had redeemed before.

On the contrary, among the subordinates of Jing Mansion, she heard a sensational rumor.

Just when Qinglan was tormented by hope and despair, Jing Zhengwei suddenly wanted to take her to the Red Moon Fortress to check the accounts. When he went out, he had a whim and asked Qinglan to wear men's clothes and he himself to wear women's clothes.

Qing Lan became more and more scared - this kind of interest that even his future wife couldn't talk about, he actually showed it in front of him, this obviously didn't intend to spare his life!

However, that very night, everything changed.

After Jing Zhengwei killed the white-haired assassin, his temperament suddenly changed drastically.

He looked at himself and no longer had affection, only ordinary admiration and lust, and a trace of disgust - it was the first time Qinglan had seen a man dislike her.

All in all, he didn't seem to like himself, and Qinglan was very happy.

He didn't accompany him anymore, but let himself check the ledger for him, but he went to play cards - if he hadn't killed the butler Shen Hong with the brutal reason of 'why are you wearing a hat today', Qinglan would have almost thought that he had really become a good person.

He would cry too.

Qinglan still doesn't know why he cried that night, she later heard that a maid who ran away died that night, could it be that he had a good relationship with that maid?

Later, the newspaper opened, and there were more and more changes, and the most incredible thing was that he made himself the head of the newspaper.

Even now, when Qinglan sits in the editor-in-chief's office, she still has a dreamlike feeling.

While it is not uncommon for women to hold positions of responsibility, it refers to people of great height or amazing talent – talents that are both male and female.

Qing Lan is very clear about her position, she is a plaything, her status is not higher than that of a servant, when Jing Zhengwei doesn't want to continue to maintain his mask of a good person, it may be her death.

But he forcibly pushed himself to this position, and even came to the newspaper office to sit for her in person, suppressing the dissatisfaction of the editors and writers of the newspaper. Except for the occasional firewriting that is sure to be a hit, she handles everything else.

Every day I go to work, work, have meetings, plan, go home with him after work, and occasionally go to Damen Stone Street to buy some snacks. Every issue of Youth Daily has achieved new highs, and she and other members of the newspaper will also celebrate happily, and even have the right to reward members for their hard work.

Everyone also recognized her ability, and looked at her with no more contempt and disdain, but as if she were a capable editor-in-chief.

It's as if ......

She was able to live a normal life again.

Qinglan wrote three lines in her notebook:

"Second attack in Mid-Towns"

"Jing Qing, the head of the Jing family, died, and Jing Zhengwu committed suicide in fear of crime"

"Childe becomes the head of the Jing family"

He finally sat in that position...... Qing Lan was a little melancholy, stood up and looked out the window, and found that there was a car passing by the rainy street outside.

She counted one, two, three, and when she counted to three, the car just stopped.

Qinglan couldn't help but feel a little excited about the success of her childish guess, and she felt that she had become a little strange lately: an odd number of petals, an even number of stairs, a car that stopped when she counted to three, and a constant peel of apples...... She likes to do childish things and make wishes to these inexplicable things, just to find out 10,000 possibilities for her dreams to come true.

Suddenly, she recalled the conversation she had in the car in the morning about the White Night and the Silver Blood Society.

Childe, no matter what you do, no matter who your enemy is, no matter what happens, I will ......

Click. Click.

Footsteps sounded outside, and Qinglan turned her head in surprise to find that it was the guardian Mi Die.

"Aunt Mi, what's the matter?" Qinglan cleaned up her mood, sat down and asked, "News again?" ”

“…… Sort of. Mi Die said: "Someone came to report that Gongzi sent someone to escort Mrs. Tai to the patrol guard and accused her of assassinating the former head of the family, Jing Qingyi. ”

Qinglan pondered for a moment and said, "I probably know what Childe wants to do...... "Youth Daily" will help build momentum together." ”

"Also," Midie paused, "Childe is now the head of the family, and he will live in Jingyuan in the future." ”

"Okay." Qing Lan was not surprised at all: "Then we will go back early today and move some necessary items over-"

"Childe said, you don't have to go to Jingyuan."

Qinglan tilted her head, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Mi Die, as if she suspected that she had misheard.

Mi Die was silent for a moment, and then said again: "You continue to live in Jing Mansion, this is Gongzi's arrangement. “

"Yes, too." Qing Lan lowered her head, twisted her fingers, and said in a brisk tone: "The son has become the head of the family, and it is time to talk about marriage and marry a wife, people like me are indeed not suitable to follow the past, I just stay in Jingfu." But Jingfu is so big, it seems too much for me to live alone-"

"Jing Mansion belongs to you now."

"Huh?"

"Childe said that he would give Jing Mansion to you, and now the master of Jing Mansion is you."

Qing Lan raised her head suddenly, a bright light of anticipation appeared in her eyes, and her voice trembled slightly: "Really, really? ”

Mi Die nodded silently: "He is still in charge and has abolished your deed of sale." ”

"Yes, yes." Qing Lan's fingers twisted back and forth, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of joy: "Childe's great kindness and virtue cannot be repaid, I will definitely work hard to repay Childe in the future——"

"Childe also said that you are free."

Qinglan tilted her head, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Mi Die, and the smile on her face faded.