Chapter 214

In the rest area of the venue on the third floor of the heavily guarded gambling stone feast, there are local real estate tycoons in room 505 and at the door. It is imminent for the helper under the building to count down for dozens of seconds. Only the green emergency light under the head is left in the corner in front of the door in the deep corridor where the monitoring is damaged.

There were just three people standing in the corner, a killer with his neck locked, a Qin Qing who got the chip and turned back, and the remaining one who broke the force value table was Feng Yan.

In any case, Qin Qing could not have expected to see this man in this situation. He lost contact for no reason. Before the questioning for several hours took shape in his mind, he was emotionally excited to the critical point by the killer who was one second slow in front of him and died on the spot.

"Don't kill him!" in her mind, she was still whistling the countdown like Nanxu, regardless of the causes and consequences. She stepped forward and pressed on the man's arm. The taut muscles on it were like indestructible stones covered with temperature.

Just this second touch, the second sentence she blurted out before she had time was stuck in her throat.

Because that arm seemed to be pushed like a switch, it threw the killer whose life was hanging on the line out, and in vain the tiger's mouth pointed in her direction.

At that time, Qin Qing's curled eyelashes trembled like a jade fan, and his raised eyes projected straight into the past. In his black and white pupils, there was a fierce face.

Is this man Feng Yan?

Doubt surged into her heart and went straight to the bottom of her eyes. The girl's eyes were reflected by the green light. The subconscious reaction seemed to be a horn. Hengsheng nailed the oncoming big hand five centimeters away from her neck.

"Shit, come up! Qin Qing, you run so fast!" suddenly there was a crash in the headset, and Nanxu was angry and smashed the keyboard.

Qin Qing was startled and unconsciously took a step back. Then her eyelashes gently fanned and looked up. The man's hands had been taken back, and the traces between her eyebrows had been wiped out together. There was no emotion.

Ding.

The elevator door finally climbed up under the standby power supply of the hotel. Lu Yunyue's arrogant and domineering scolding behind the door can be heard in the quiet corridor.

Qin Qing's movement was half a beat slower. Before the light source was projected, he only felt that his waist was tight. The whole person was wrapped in a tight chest and quickly swept into the safety passage. When he came back, he was already on the jeep.

The brightly lit hotel around the sea behind him sounded an alarm, and the harsh short sound disappeared into the crowded traffic on the wheel.

After a while, she heard Nanxu's anxious voice, "Qin Qing, if you're not dead, give me a squeak!"

It was crazy to think that the whole process depended on the roaring posture. Qin Qing calmed down. This time, he looked up and pressed his headset and whispered, "it's coming out, and the things are also coming out. I'm fine."

Finally, when I heard the reply, there was a long gasping sound at the other end. Nanxu's voice was a little dumb, "I'm going to have a heart attack. I'll never do it with you next time. I see three people left in the corridor. Who saved you just now?"

Even if you can't see the monitoring picture, you can still catch clues from the girl's words.

Qin Qing was stunned. Subconsciously, he glanced at the man driving quietly in front of him with Yu Guang, restrained the impulse of raising his hand and touching his neck, and said faintly, "well, Feng Yan is coming."

Just five words smoothed everything, as if the big hand stretched out suddenly and the hostility between the eyebrows were hallucinations.

Nanxu smelled the speech and changed his tone. He envied, envied and hated there, a pile of endless jokes.

"Go back and talk." Qin Qing rubbed his aching arm, perfunctorily cut off the call.

The car fell into a dark and strange silence again. Qin Qing didn't even peep into the man's expression from the rearview mirror. She just leaned her head against the back seat and looked absently at the alternating street lights outside the window. The confused thoughts and fatigue all day gradually dragged her into the abyss of sleep.

"Keep your hands up, your shoulders flat, and move on."

In the mottled dream, the seasonal cycle comes to winter. The dazzling sun passes through the floor to ceiling windows and covers the long passage. In the luxurious decoration covered with cashmere carpets, the little girl walks forward with a bowl of water on her head and an elegant posture.

In the low-temperature house without warm ground, she only wore a rabbit velvet shawl and small gift dress. Her legs covered with silk stockings were covered with blue and cold skin. The customized high-heeled shoes under her feet had broken their heels and exuded blood. However, she was white and didn't even dare to shout for pain.

With a slap, the cold ruler was pulled onto the numb leg, the frozen nerve condition was pumped, and a bowl of ice water was put on top, and the head poured all over her.

"Don't shake your legs. Even if it's cold, you have to hold back. You have to attend all kinds of open-air banquets in the future. Ladies can't wear pants. You have no choice." the elegant woman in cheongsam said with white temples and expressionless face. She looked down at the overturned bowl under her feet and frowned with dignified and reserved eyebrows, which is still noble and elegant

Then the next second, the little girl was locked in the house. As a punishment, she could not eat again and go to bed at night until she learned the course the next day.

According to the woman's words, "if you don't learn to be a lady of the family one day, you're not the eldest lady of the Qin family, so you're not qualified to enjoy the golden treatment."

So in the long and obscure dream, she worked hard to reach the table every day, repressed her heart and listened to all kinds of instructions.

"Keep smiling at all times and don't lose your manners, okay?"

I didn't get it.

"Standing with standing posture, sitting with sitting posture, smiling without showing teeth, reserve and elegance are cultivated bit by bit."

I don't want it.

"Whether it's your people or goods, you should be neat and tidy at any time. Just like your heart, to become the eldest lady of the Qin family, you should be the most perfect."

I don't want it!

She silently choked her throat, dropped tears on the piano keys again and again, screamed in the heart piercing pain of high-heeled shoes at each step, and the suffocating darkness gradually surrounded and swallowed her in the small house. She stretched her weak hand towards the only silky thread outside the window, and then caught a touch of real warmth in the void.

The cold was dispelled and the haze was removed by her big hand. She curled up in the corner and was hugged into a warm embrace. The snow in the corner of heaven and earth seemed to be gradually melted down. She firmly grasped the warmth in the ice and snow and buried her head deeply in the man's arms.

Whoever you are, please let me lean on you.

When she woke up again, Qin Qing was top heavy and felt her forehead a little wet, but she was already on Japanese tatami.