The car drove all the way to a place that Lin Qingqing was not familiar with. It seemed like somewhere outside the city, not a big villa, but an old house that was some years old.

Creepers spread all the way from the walls of old houses, and the red brick walls still show traces of rain-mottled erosion. The moss is no longer a fresh turquoise, but a dull dark green. It looks like an uninhabited wasteland, or even a dark corner where murderers hide their bodies from many mystery novels.

"Get out of the car." Ou Yuanlan's voice seemed to be a little colder than just now.

Lin Qingqing couldn't help but wince, she raised her head and looked at this place. What did Ou Yuanlan bring her here for? Is it a vacation? This idea was quickly rejected by Lin Qingqing himself. Even if a rich man wants to keep a canary, it's in a castle villa. And to bring her to this place where birds don't poop has only one purpose, and that is to dispose of her.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingqing was even more scared. She was only in her twenties, and even if her life was a mess, she never thought of dying. At the moment, Ou Yuanlan may be afraid that she is cumbersome or thinks that she is a troublesome woman, so he made this decision?

"Get out of the car!" Ou Yuanlan repeated it again, his tone full of impatience.

By the time Lin Qingqing unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, Ou Yuanlan's patience seemed to have reached a limit. "What are you bringing me here for?" She asked confidently.

Looking at Lin Qingqing's nervous expression and frightened eyes, the child from the year appeared in his mind for a moment. He was the same, standing outside this dilapidated house, his thin body shaking constantly, and his eyes were full of timidity. Twenty-three years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the child from that year will never appear again.

Perhaps it was this distant similarity across time and space that calmed Ou Yuanlan's heart, and the impatience in his tone disappeared, replaced by a kind of reassurance. "It's just an old house, nothing to be afraid of."

It may be that Ou Yuanlan didn't look like he was lying when he said this sentence seriously, so for a moment, Lin Qingqing was not so scared. "What is this place?" Lin Qingqing seemed to be able to feel that this place must have some special meaning for Ou Yuanlan.

"This is where I lived when I was a kid." After taking a deep look at the old house, Ou Yuanlan said slowly.

This sentence shocked Lin Qingqing again. According to gossip news reports, Ou Yuanlan should be the most outstanding of the three sons of the Ou family, otherwise he would not have inherited such a big estate from the Ou family. How could such a proud son of the sky, a dragon and phoenix among people, have lived in such a dilapidated place?

Although Lin Qingqing had a lot of doubts to ask, in the end, she opened her mouth and held back the words that came to her mouth. Maybe she has been in the workplace for a long time, and she seems to be able to feel that this man doesn't really want to mention the past. However, it is also true that once a person succeeds, the suffering of the past will become a weakness. What's more, this person is still Ou Yuanlan, the most popular diamond king in S City, who has been followed by so many people.

The two walked into the corridor one after the other, and as soon as they entered the house, Lin Qingqing keenly smelled a musty smell in the old house. The concrete staircase had fallen a fine layer of dust, and it looked like no one had been there for some time.

"Your house is also surrounded by paparazzi, so you live here for the time being." Ou Yuanlan's faint voice sounded, and he seemed to be explaining why he brought Lin Qingqing here.

Lin Qingqing nodded. "Oh." She replied. "How do the paparazzi know...... Things between us? "It's really a long story between her and Ou Yuanlan, and I can't find any other better pronoun for a while.

"They took a picture of me sending you home, and ......" Speaking of this, Ou Yuanlan paused.

Lin Qingqing's whole heart was lifted. "And what?" She couldn't wait to ask.

Ou Yuanlan suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked directly at the woman in front of him. "And the picture of us kissing." He said lightly, it didn't seem like a big deal.

Lin Qingqing almost forgot that Ou Yuanlan forcibly kissed her in the car that sent her back. Although this incident once made Lin Qingqing angry, because too many things have happened recently, this incident was inexplicably forgotten by her. "How can anyone be so bored?" She was a little puzzled.

Although it was immoral for Ou Yuanlan to forcibly kiss her in the car at that time, but in these years, everyone's minds are relatively open, how can they be bored enough to shoot other people's things? Xu is Ou Yuanlan's fame is too high, Lin Qingqing is conjecturing in his mind.

"It's not boring, someone deliberately filmed it." Ou Yuanlan's tone was affirmative.

He pulled a key out of his suit jacket and opened the door to the small room in front of him. The door was already covered with dust, but it was clear that someone must have come to clean it regularly. The door lock of such an old house is not rusty, on the contrary, the lock is still brand new. There was a layer of dust on the door frame, but it wasn't very thick.

The door of the room opened, and Lin Qingqing hurriedly followed. "How do you know if someone did it on purpose?" She asked, puzzled.

Although Ou Yuanlan is famous, he is only an industrialist, not a star. Even if the paparazzi want to pick up his news, it shouldn't be so sensitive, the two just met on the front foot, and the back foot was photographed, which seems to be incredible.

Sometimes Ou Yuanlan thinks that Lin Qingqing is very smart, but sometimes he wants to open her head to see what is inside. At that time, the news of Ou Yuanlan's return was not announced to the public, and the community where Lin Qingqing lived was not a place with a particularly large flow of people. How coincidental is it that someone can take a picture of two people kissing?

Seeing that Ou Yuanlan didn't speak, Lin Qingqing had no choice but to ask again with perseverance. "Who took the picture? Did you find out? ”

"The photos were sent to a gossip weekly in an anonymous letter, so nothing has been found yet." Ou Yuanlan's eyes had a hint of playfulness. He was glad that someone had provoked him in this way, but he assured that the man would regret it.

Listening to Ou Yuanlan's description, Lin Qingqing actually had the illusion of a spy movie. Her life is very ordinary, if it weren't for the death of her mother, she would actually live a more ordinary life. Now that there are so many ups and downs, she feels very tired.