In the quiet Qian Mansion at night, white banners can be seen everywhere, and although Qian Jinxian's first seven have passed, the atmosphere in the mansion still maintains an atmosphere of mourning and memorial. The slave and the master of the house wore all the clothes of filial piety, and they were depressed all day long. Looking at each other, especially the eldest lady of the Qian family, Zhang Yumei, the departure of her husband is not only a great blow to herself, but also makes dozens of people in the Qian family at a loss; 。

And all the relatives and friends who are related to the Qian family continue to visit the door, even the distant relatives have come all the way to come, although they are planning to take care of the future business, but Zhang Yumei knows very well what they think, this group of people is nothing more than watching the owner of the Qian family pass away, and they all want to get a piece of the family business. Zhang Yumei is a woman, she and her only daughter Qian Xiuer depend on each other, how can she afford such a heavy burden, but how can Zhang Yumei be willing to watch her husband's life's hard work ruined.

It is precisely because of the appearance of Sima Wei that he single-handedly settled many internal and external troubles faced by the Qian family, and Qian Jinxian had discussed with Zhang Yumei about marrying the Sima family before his death, and the purpose of this was also to better consolidate the foundation and wealth of the Qian family. And Sima Wei fell in love with Qian Xiu'er, and the two hit it off, so they negotiated privately to facilitate the marriage, even though Zhang Yumei knew that her beloved daughter was married to the Sima family and succumbed to the concubine, but the current crisis at this moment can only be resolved with the help of a prominent family like Sima Wei, and the Qian family's business can be maintained.

Qian Xiuer became a victim of this crisis, and she was willing to make such a sacrifice for the Qian family. When her mother said that she would marry herself to Sima Wei, in her heart, the poetic Xu Wenshu still lingered in her mind for a long time, she didn't love Sima Wei, but chose to obey, all of which was that man became her father's killer. Love and hatred made Qian Xiuer fall into an inextricable contradiction overnight.

Qian Xiu'er walked out of Zhang Yumei's bedroom, and she learned that Sima Wei would come to the door to marry her on the seventeenth of the next month, and everything was done according to the customs of the main room. This news made her seem indifferent, but she still squeezed out a smile and perfunctory Zhang Yumei, her ideal wedding was to marry a wishful husband, that person was Xu Wenwen, but now everything is completely disillusioned, and deep hatred is imprinted in Qian Xiuer's heart, and it is this hatred that cuts off the feelings between the two.

She walked towards her boudoir, and when she was about to close the door, a hand suddenly covered her mouth tightly behind her, Qian Xiu'er began to struggle fiercely, but the person behind her suddenly said: "Xiu'er, it's me, don't make a sound!"

In an instant, Qian Xiu'er's body and mind were shaken, and this voice was the man she used to worry about and hated at the moment-Xu Wenwen. Qian Xiu'er's emotions suddenly became very excited, she learned that Xu Wenwen had escaped from prison yesterday, and now she dared to run to her home, could it be that he still wanted to kill herself? This thought arose in Qian Xiu'er's mind for a while, and she couldn't help but feel frightened, so she desperately broke free.

Xu Wenwen understood that Qian Xiu'er was more and more convinced of her misunderstanding, and the scene that night, if anyone else, would think that he had killed Qian Jinxian with his own hands, and tried to kill Sima Wei to achieve the goal of killing people. Sima Wei's trick of killing people with a knife was seamless, making the kind and simple Qian Xiu'er mistakenly think that he was the enemy who killed his father, he didn't dare to let go of his hand, but just blindly explained to Qian Xiu'er: "Xiu'er, I really didn't kill Uncle Qian, you have to believe me!"

Qian Xiu'er was already disillusioned with Xu Wenwen, his words were so pale and weak, what she saw with her own eyes, how could she believe it. She had an idea, pulled out the hairpin on her head, and the sharp blade was deeply inserted into Xu Wenwen's shoulder armor, Xu Wenwen couldn't help the huge pain, and let go of Qian Xiu'er while covering the wound, at this time Qian Xiu'er held the hairpin with both hands, pointed at Xu Wenwen and said: "I won't believe you anymore! Before I call someone, tell me what you are still doing here, haven't you already escaped? Why don't you escape, the farther you escape, the less I will think of the past, you come here, it will only make me hate and avenge my father!" Qian Xiu'er said this, tears flowed from her eyes, and on her face, Xu Wenwen saw despair.

"Woo!" Xu Wenwen touched the bleeding wound and choked up: "Xiu'er, I don't ask for your forgiveness, I know that you can't believe me if you say anything now, but my escape from prison is a chance given to me by God, and it is also a relief." I don't want to be a headless ghost, I just want to die at the hands of my beloved, if you want to avenge your father, end my life with this hairpin!"

Qian Xiu'er watched Xu Wenwen pressing towards her step by step, she cried bitterly and took a few steps back, and said, "You finally admit it, do you think I really don't dare to kill you!"

Xu Wenwen stopped, he slowly closed his eyes, a few lines of tears crossed his cheeks, reflected through the candlelight on the table, as if like red and bright blood tears; Qian Xiu'er bit her red lip, her hatred at the moment occupied her heart, and she simply pushed her hands towards Xu Wenwen's chest, and the hairpin was inserted into Xu Wenwen's chest with roots, Xu Wenwen hummed and gritted his teeth to hold back the pain, a stumble made him fall to the ground, and blood soaked his white prison clothes on his upper body. Xu Wenwen's lips turned white, he smiled bitterly, and continued: "I have no regrets about being able to die in your hands." ”

Looking at the bloody scene in front of her, Qian Xiu'er couldn't believe that all this was happening, she shook her head in pain, and the hairpin in her hand fell to the ground weakly: "Why do you want to come back, I don't have a father anymore, do you really want to die?"

Xu Wenwen's heart was shocked, Xiu'er was able to say this, proving that she still had herself in her heart. When he was about to speak, Qian Xiu'er suddenly pointed to the door and said, "Xu Wenwen has died in my heart from today onwards, you can go." From now on, we don't owe each other, and never let me see you again!"

"Xiu'er, you ......"

"I'm going to marry Sima Gongzi soon, and let him know that I won't be angry with you. You are already a wanted criminal wanted by the government, whether you live or die in the future, it has nothing to do with me, go out of here today, and don't come back!" Without waiting for Xu Wenshu to finish speaking, Qian Xiu'er said first, the purpose is still to hope that Xu Wenwen will still survive. She had tried to think that the day Xu Wenwen's head fell to the ground would be the end of hatred, but she didn't think that her enemy was standing in front of her at this moment, because of the past, she still couldn't kill the killer.

Xu Wenwen suddenly laughed madly, he got up from the ground with difficulty, staggered out of the door, at this time the night sky was full of black clouds, it seemed that a heavy rain was coming, he turned his back to Qian Xiu'er and said slowly: "It turns out that you like Sima Wei, I understand, everything understands!" As he spoke, he dragged his embarrassed body, like a lost dog, and gradually disappeared from Qian Xiu'er's sight.