Gu Yingqing couldn't help but look with his peripheral vision and caught a glimpse of a smile flashing on his lips.

The next second, her gaze was captured, and he glanced at her.

The eyes were clear and unmoving, cold and unintentional.

It's ruthless to talk about.

Cheng Yuesheng hung up the phone.

"Miss Gu, what are you thinking again?" Cheng Yuesheng's face was uneasy.

Gu Yingqing lowered his eyes and didn't look at him, "Hit me with the idea I should fight." ”

The car stopped in front of her, and after Cheng Yuesheng stared at her, he got into the car alone.

Gu Yingqing rented a one-bedroom house in the old community on the edge of the city, the location is not very good, and the environment is average.

But the rent is cheap.

When she got home, she opened the door and saw a white lion standing on the shoe cabinet tilting its head to look at her.

Gu Yingqing picked it up and pressed her face against its furry head, "Princess, did you hear my footsteps, are you here to greet me?" ”

"Princess" purred in her arms, stuck out her tongue and licked her face.

The princess is a stray cat adopted by Gu Yingqing when she first moved here.

One night when I came home, I found it hiding from the rain at the staircase of the unit building.

The little one, with dirty hair still knotted, sat there elegantly, licking herself unhurriedly, like a very noble princess in distress.

Gu Yingqing pulled up her hair, shoveled cat litter for the cat, changed the water, and opened another can.

After taking a shower, Gu Ying ordered a takeout, sat at the desk in the study, and turned on the computer and pen tablet.

Gu Yingqing's grandfather is a professor of Chinese painting at the Nanjiang Academy of Fine Arts, she has been exposed to it since she was a child, and she has taken this path naturally when she grew up.

After graduating from the Academy of Fine Arts, she originally followed her teacher's advice and prepared to go abroad for further study, and in the future, she will engage in the restoration of cultural relics and paintings after returning to China.

She never thought that the two months before going abroad would be the beginning of the second great change in her life.

The gentle boy she liked when she was young grew into a scum at some point.

Zhao Jin threatened her with her grandparents, first asking her to accompany him to play and get close to Zhao Nanchuan.

Then, without her knowledge, the design made her spend the night with Zhao Nanchuan.

Later, he prevented her from going abroad.

Later, she became pregnant.

After the child was born, she only saw it once, and was sent to Zhao's house by Zhao Jin.

Although Zhao Jin is an illegitimate son, the background of the Zhao family is here, even if he is just a lackey of the Zhao family, he can shake the surroundings by stomping his feet.

She couldn't get rid of him.

The financial resources are controlled, and even the work cannot be freely chosen.

Day after day, she became a ghost under Zhao Jin.

At his mercy, she became a slut in the mouth of others who did not hesitate to lie dormant for four years in order to marry into the Zhao family and enjoy the glory and wealth.

Zhao Jin didn't know that when she was in college, she often posted her own sketches on social networking sites, mainly CG ink painting of Chinese style figures, and accumulated some fans.

Slowly, some publishing houses asked her to draw illustrations, and the price went from one or two hundred at the beginning, to some fame, and after she became famous, she cooperated with more institutions, and she could get tens of thousands of manuscript fees.

She put all this money in a bank card opened in her grandfather's name, as a way back for herself.

But after Zhao Nanchuan's death, she didn't know if she had a way back.

Gu Yingqing had just finished the manuscript before he started the stroke, and Zhao Jin's phone called.

The emotions that have just precipitated are instantly impetuous and stuffy.

Gu Yingqing deliberately waited for the phone to ring to the end before picking it up.

Zhao Jin "arranged the task" over there: "Yingqing, no matter what Xu Anrong does, don't hand over the shares that the old man gave you, you know?" As long as you still have the shares, we have the chips. ”

Gu Yingqing wanted to laugh, "Who is with you and us?" ”

Zhao Jin didn't know whether he heard or not, and continued to say his own: "And this year's Chinese New Year's Eve, don't go back to your hometown first, come to Zhao's house." Zhao Nanchuan is dead, and the old man will announce who will take Zhao Nanchuan's place on Chinese New Year's Eve. ”

He paused, his tone couldn't hide his excitement, "Yingqing, congratulations to me." ”

Gu Yingqing's heart was like ashes, and he held the pen tightly, so strong that he almost broke the brush.

"Congratulations," Gu Yingqing smiled lightly and said word by word, "I wish you an untimely death and no grandchildren." ”

Zhao Jin seemed to be accustomed to her kind of swearing, "Yingqing, don't be disappointed." ”

"Why didn't you just kill me?" Gu Yingqing drew a few lines on the tablet, but he didn't know what he was drawing.

His tone was fluttering, but his hands were shaking.

"How can I be willing to let your grandparents send a white-haired person to a black-haired person?"

Gu Yingqing couldn't wait to pick up a knife and stab Zhao Jin to death right now, "You're only going to do this, right?" ”

"Yingqing, being a man is most afraid of having weakness," Zhao Jin laughed evilly, "You have, but I don't have it for a long time." ”

"Because your conscience has long been eaten by dogs."

Gu Yingqing hung up the phone, but on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, he arrived at Zhao's house on time.

The Zhao family's old home is located on Tongyang Road, the most historical and cultural area in the center of Nanjiang, and in a cluster of skyscrapers, several low-rise villas are surrounded by lush towering trees and greenery.

The gate was facing the street, Gu Yingqing rang the doorbell, and stood in the cold wind for almost twenty minutes, and the gate was still closed.

After a while, a black Bentley slowly turned.

The surveillance camera saw the car, and the door opened immediately.

The window in the back seat fell, and the child waved to her excitedly.

"Sister-in-law and aunt, are you coming for dinner too? My dad and I also came to ......."

The car accelerated in an instant, and Cheng Zhiyan's voice was blown away in the wind.

Gu Yingqing pulled the corners of his mouth and followed the car into the door.

Gu Yingqing of the Zhao family was not very familiar with it, but he knew that the banquet guest was in that building, and walked in the direction in his memory.

As soon as I stepped into the hall, I heard several women talking.

"Is the car Cheng Yuesheng? Here comes again with his cheap son. ”

"Anyway, his son looks skinny, half a year older than Xingxing, why is he shorter than Xingxing?"

"It was said that it was a premature baby, and it was not in good health."

"Not well? I saw the little cub jumping up and down, and he was in good health. ”

"Is Shen Shujun unwilling to be with him because of his son?"

"I have been a licking dog for many years before I have a son, and Shen Shujun doesn't look down on him at all, if it was interesting to him, he would have chased him a long time ago. Now that he has brought a drag oil bottle, Shen Shujun is even more reluctant. ”

The seven aunts and eight aunts were talking energetically, and someone saw Gu Yingqing, and the words stopped abruptly, touching the person next to him with his elbow.

All eyes were on her and they didn't speak.