Looking at the person in front of him, Xia Chao admitted that in addition to the unwillingness and resentment in his heart, it was more of a pity, such a woman, if she was born in his Xia family and was raised by herself since childhood, I am afraid she would have achieved greater achievements.

  "Should I thank you for the compliment?" Lan Qi opened his mouth with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, not despicable to appreciate the tragic situation of the Xia Dynasty, Lan Qi just came to witness this moment.

  Xia Chao could see that the person in front of him did not have the slightest cynicism, get rid of the only remaining prejudice, he really admired such a person, as long as Lan Qi did not die, I believe that her achievements would be even greater.

  "Your father is very lucky," Xia Chao relaxed slightly, leaning back in the chair, his hands were still handcuffed, but at this time he seemed to be a lot more relaxed, "He has a daughter like you who can help him avenge, but I am not so lucky." ”

  Speaking of this, Xia Chao shook his head regretfully, looking at Lan Qi's eyes full of regret, "My grandson, he won't be your opponent, I didn't expect my life's work to fall into your hands in the end." ”

  Although he had a back hand, he was sure that that person would not be Lan Qi's opponent, even if he was more ruthless than Xia Jingyang, but the time he had to contact the company was too short, if he was given a while

  Xia Chao's eyes had a little more hope, but he soon fell again, and shook his head, afraid that even if he had a few more years, he would not be Lan Qi's opponent.

  The hands that were cuffed together were interlocked on the table, Xia Chao suddenly straightened up and asked with doubts, "I am suddenly curious, who is worthy of being your opponent for a person like you?" ”

  Lan Qi's calm eyes fluctuated slightly, but she was not captured, she just stood up, "It has nothing to do with you, you better think about how you should retire in prison." ”

  So far, every step of Lan Qi's plan has been going well, and everything is under her control.

  A number of companies collapsed, Shen's fell into crisis, Xia's was on the verge of bankruptcy, but the group was dominant, and its status even far exceeded that of Shen's back then, and Lan Qi became the final winner.

  Business genius, rising star, absolute king.

  This is the compliment that everyone gave her.

  In the vast manor, every place is meticulously cared for, the grass is green, the flowers are in full bloom, and every place is in full bloom.

  A retro blue dress fluttered in the air with the breeze, her slender soft hair was loosely tied behind her head, and the broken hair on both sides of her cheeks caressed her cold face as white and translucent as cold jade.

  A pair of eyes just quietly looked at the green mountains in the distance, and the branches of the trees swayed, alarming the birds in the forest.

  Quiet, silent.

  'You deserved to die in the sea!' ’

  That roar contained desolation and determination, as if all the strength had been exhausted to cut off all the connections with her, how strong the feelings were at the beginning, and how much regret there is now.

  She lived seven years with hatred in her arms, placing herself in darkness and death, wandering on chains of ice, looking down at the bottomless abyss.

  Her hatred was always remembered only by her.

  "I want to remember, even if everyone forgets, but I can't forget," he said softly, his voice hoarse and desolate.

  Hatred is a huge cage, and she is the only one in bondage.

  The hatred she felt was nothing more than a joke in the eyes of others.

  The royal blue hem streaked a trail in the air, and Lan Qi turned her head, the last trace of emotion in her eyes was hidden forever.