Qin Anfu and Liu Changyun broke up unhappily in the end, and when he came back, Qin Mengshu felt that the atmosphere was not right, and the two tacitly kept the conversation just now confidential, and Liu Changyun hurriedly coped with a few words and left. Qin Mengshu thought that the two of them were just a little awkward like when they were children, and they didn't ask anymore.

Most of the time, Qin Anfu likes to be alone, and after lunch, she has to go back to her rental house, but she is left by her sister until after dinner, and insists that her husband drive back.

"Brother-in-law, let's stop here, I'll go to the supermarket in front to buy something." When I got to the alley, I saw the familiar white car from a distance, which was Zhao Ziqi's car. Qin Anfu didn't want the two to meet each other, so he hurriedly made an excuse and got out of the car first.

"I know you're afraid of nagging, but your sister is just one of your relatives, go back and see more when you're fine, don't keep going home." Yu Mo instructed.

"Hmm!" Qin Anfu nodded obediently.

"Is there enough money to spend?" Yu Mo didn't treat Qin Anfu as an outsider, but he also loved the house and Wu from the bottom of his heart, and as soon as the words fell, Qin Anfu's mobile phone rang with the sound of collecting money.

"Thank you, brother-in-law, in fact, my expenses are not big, so you don't need to transfer money to me in the future." Qin Anfu stood outside the window and said.

"Okay, go back and rest early." Yu Mo answered every time, but he still transferred money to her from time to time.

Seeing his brother-in-law's car leave, Qin Anfu walked quickly past Zhao Ziqi's car, deliberately ignoring his existence. She not only wanted to force Zhao Ziqi to give herself an identity, but also forced him to take herself to Zhao's house. She wants to bet on his sincerity, on his compromise.

Zhao Ziqi got out of the car and followed behind Qin Anfu unhurriedly, his impatience made Qin Anfu crazy. What he does best is to act as usual, when nothing happens, and not to respond or refuse.

"What do you want to eat today?" Zhao Ziqi's voice came from behind him. Qin Anfu stopped, and he also stopped. Qin Anfu turned around and stared at him with angry eyes.

"Zhao Ziqi, if we are still in love in the past four years, you will give me an accurate answer today, marry me or not? If you don't marry, don't come to me again. When the last sentence came out, Qin Anfu was apprehensive, and it was really not what she wanted without any entanglement.

Zhao Ziqi's inky eyes were bottomless and couldn't see any mood fluctuations, the two looked at each other for a long time, and Zhao Ziqi was silent as usual. Qin Anfu chuckled self-deprecatingly, his eyes were full of lonely pain, turned his back to Zhao Ziqi, and took a step that seemed heavy but was actually worried. A pair of bright eyes kept aiming at her side with her afterglow, pricking up her ears and not letting go of a trace of movement behind her, she hoped that Zhao Ziqi would catch up.

Looking at the petite figure that was gradually departing in front of him, Zhao Ziqi shook his head helplessly. This stupid girl is pushing him again.

"Go to my house." Zhao Ziqi's clear voice made Qin Anfu finally let go of his hanging heart. She bet right, Zhao Ziqi still has her in her heart. She finally took a step closer to Zhao Qingshan.

Qin Anfu happily went home and brought the expensive gifts she had prepared, she had already prepared for this day. Along the way, she couldn't hide her excitement and joy.

Half an hour's drive to reach the destination. The elevator rose to the twenty-fifth floor and stopped, and the two doors of the empty corridor stood opposite each other, Qin Anfu was puzzled, even if the Zhao family didn't live in a villa, they shouldn't live in such an ordinary community. But she didn't want to ask, for fear that Zhao Ziqi would think that she was taking a fancy to his family background. Zhao Ziqi led her into the house, and the room in front of her was not spacious, a simple two-bedroom apartment. Looking at the door, there is only a pair of men's slippers, obviously this is not the Zhao family, but the apartment where Zhao Ziqi lives alone. The gift in his hand fell to the ground, and Qin Anfu became angry for a moment.

"This is your home?" She glared at Zhao Ziqi angrily, and Zhao Ziqi seemed to have no idea, and explained while picking up the gifts on the ground: "I have just moved in, and many things have not been bought yet, some of them are simple, just take your time and buy them." ”

Looking at Zhao Ziqiyun's indifferent expression, Qin Anfu felt his incomparable hypocrisy for the first time, he knew where she was going, but he was perfunctory to her, but she couldn't demolish him.

"I've already seen your house, so I'll go back first." Suppressing the emotions that were about to explode, Qin Anfu quickly opened the door and hurriedly left. If she looked at Zhao Ziqi's face again, she might really not be able to control her monstrous hatred.

Pressing the button of the elevator, his fingers trembled slightly, his chest rose and fell sharply, Qin Anfu unconsciously clenched his fists, and his body stiffened. As the elevator doors closed, the sound of violent impact seemed to ring in my ears again.

Eight-year-old Qin Anfu witnessed his parents' car accident. The red liquid gathered into a pool of blood under her parents' bodies, she was overwhelmed with fright, and the last second her father was waving the marshmallow in his hand to interact with her, but at this time, the snow-white marshmallow slowly melted into the blood.

She trembled and walked over, her small body slumped into the warm blood, and her father glared at her with a bloody face.

"Dad~"' She kept wiping the blood on her father's face and the tears on her face, but her father's mouth kept bleeding, and she couldn't wipe it clean, and the tears on her face couldn't be wiped dry. Soon, her father's bloody eyes printed on her little face quickly dissipated, and the bloody hand that grabbed the hem of her white dress fell weakly. At this moment, a pair of clean black leather shoes appeared in her tear-blurred vision with blood on them, and she was forced to look up at the huge body. The man crouched down to listen to his father's snort, and then a hideous smile appeared on his face, and suddenly the big hand reached out to her, and she looked at the man's fierce face and instinctively stepped back. That man was Zhao Qingshan.

Zhao Qingshan kicked the accelerator and asked for the life of his parents, but he, the murderer who should have resisted his life, was convicted by others. Just because he was rich and powerful, he was not punished in the slightest. Zhao Qingshan's terrifying and hideous face at that time gave her countless nightmares, and as she got older, she gradually realized that the death of her parents might not be a simple traffic accident. The road in front of the door is not an avenue, but a relatively narrow tailless alley, except for the residents inside, few cars from the outside come in, so how could Zhao Qingshan drive into this narrow alley at a speed of one hundred and twenty yards? After many years of secret investigation, he couldn't find a reasonable explanation, but what he found was Zhao Qingshan's more violations and crimes.

The elevator went all the way down, Qin Anfu's vision was already blurred by the tears that had been stored, and the clenched fist made the nails buckle the flesh on the palm, and the blood oozed out, and she didn't feel anything.

Zhao Ziqi wanted to pick up the beautifully packaged gifts, but the red packaging box awakened memories that he could never let go of for the rest of his life.

When he was fourteen years old, his mother disappeared mysteriously, and his father locked himself in his study for a whole week, and the first thing he did when he came out was to throw him into the family car.

The speeding car jerked into an unfamiliar alley and slammed into a pedestrian. His eyes widened as he stared at the two victims, who were lying in a pool of blood, already stunned by the sound of his cry. When he came back to his senses, he saw the girl sitting in a pool of blood, her white dress stained with blood, and the blood stains and tears on her originally pink and jade little face merged.

It's not an accident, it's a murder by his father, and he has to be forced to see it with his own eyes, because he once helped his mother escape.

This is the consequence of angering the father.