Jin Peng did not take Shuqing to see Mrs. An, but took her to another place - Yubei Hotel. Shuqing knew from the beginning that the road Jinpeng was taking was not the way to Mrs. An's house, but she didn't show any doubts on the way. She's an old woman with a bad heart, and there's nothing to be afraid of. But she's also a curious old woman.

"You brought me to a big hotel. Shuqing said, looking up at the imposing modern building in front of her.

"I'm sorry, Aunt Shuqing, Mrs. An didn't ask me to drive you to meet her, and we didn't have dinner with her. Although Jin Peng said sorry, his expression was not apologetic at all.

"So, you stood downstairs in my house for three days?" Shuqing looked at him with a smile, this was really a surprise for her to come back.

"Yes. ”

"Why?"

"If you're willing to come in with me, you'll understand. ”

"Well, well. Shuqing nodded, and after a while, she remembered something again, looked at Jinpeng, and said, "Aunt Zhang next door to my house has a daughter-"

"You say that fool?" Jin Peng's tone was full of contempt.

"She's not a fool!" Shuqing corrected.

Jin Peng raised his eyebrows and looked at Shuqing, as if to say, "That's obviously a stupid girl!"

"She was sick when she was a child, and her intelligence was not developing!" Shuqing explained.

"Oh, I see!"

"You've been here for the past three days—"

"I didn't provoke the old woman, but the old woman was really annoying. Jin Peng looked disgusted when he talked about the old woman, and of course Shuqing knew who he was talking about.

"Aunt Zhang is a good person. ”

"Haha--Aunt Shuqing, it's not that I look down on their kind of people, it's just--you know, I don't sympathize with the poor! and-don't you know that she was violent to her stupid girl?"

Shuqing remembered Huahua's dark green eyes, but she didn't speak. Aunt Zhang has always loved Huahua!

"She injured her daughter and came to me to beg!" Jin Peng looked disdainful.

Shuqing was obviously very surprised by Jinpeng's words, but she remained silent. She thought that Aunt Zhang might be a poor person, with no income, and the money for compensation when her husband died was probably used up, and that scavenging was her main job, and that she had worked in a few supermarkets, but all of them had lost their jobs because of flowers—perhaps, hey, life would always drive some people crazy.

Jin Peng saw that Shuqing didn't express his opinion on this, so he didn't say anything. The two just walked silently.

Jin Peng led Shuqing into the lobby of the hotel, and a man in a suit and leather shoes ran over to take the bag in his hand, and then whispered a word in his ear. I gave him back the bag. Shuqing looked at them strangely, and after they entered the elevator, Shuqing asked Jinpeng, "Is he your friend?"

Jin Peng shook his head and said, "No, it's not. He worked for me. ”

"Is this your hotel?"

"You can say that, or you can't say that. ”

Shuqing looked at Jinpeng curiously.

"This hotel is 60% owned by Mrs. Ann and my father has 40%, which is pretty much the case. ”

"So?" Shuqing frowned.

"Mrs. An promised me that if I was willing to marry Li Zhen, then this hotel would be completely mine. ”

"You said you married her because of love!"

"That was before I knew she was sick," said Jinpeng, "to be honest, she was really beautiful, I saw her a long time ago, at her birthday party, oh, she was a beautiful and lively girl, and I was hooked on her at that time, and I fell incorrigibly in love with her." ”

"And—"

"I knew she had a boyfriend, so I asked someone to inquire, and her boyfriend was a redneck. How could a rich lady like Li Zhen fall in love with a hillbilly who has nothing, oh, that's right, she's just in love with her, she has everything, she lacks nothing, of course she has to love him. She is not afraid of anything. But I was not reconciled, how could I let her marry the son of a farmer, so I thought of many ways to stop her. ”

"What did you think of?"

"Any despicable approach. At this time, the elevator stared as if it agreed with Jinpeng's statement, "We have arrived." ”

"Why are you telling me this?"

Jin Peng smiled politely at Shuqing, did not answer the question, he led Shuqing out of the elevator, walked through a long corridor, and then stopped in front of a large iron door at the end of the corridor. Then Jinpeng pushed open the iron door.

"Because of this—"

Shuqing looked at the iron door, and suddenly a voice floated above her head: "Do you smell it? Old lady, do you smell the smell of rotting meat? The devil is coming! The devil is coming!"