nt, she was walking down the mountain with a bag in her hand. The mist was heavy on the hillside at mid-autumn, and when the wind blew, the chill was already piercing. She couldn't help but take a dee...He waited for Li Qin to hang up the phone first. He had never been willing to hang up her calls proactively.
The screen gradually dimmed, reflecting a face devoid of emotion.
"Xia Qin, I don't want to wait any longer. This time, no matter what I say, I want you to come with me and stay with me forever."
In the early morning, in Nancheng's streets, a crimson sports car sped at 120 miles per hour.
The car screeched to a halt outside Qi's villa.
The security guard respectfully called out to him, "Second Master Qi."
Qi Ce didn't give them even a glance, and walked straight into the room.
The south city is raining, and the temperature has dropped. At this hour, the large villa is empty except for the maids. The master and his family are still asleep.
Qi Ce bypassed the cleaning maid, and walked toward a remote small building.
He stood before the door, skillfully punching in a sequence of codes. The door swung open.
The Qi family is a medical dynasty, their home housing many precious medicinal herbs. These are rare and invaluable treasures, things many people haven't even heard of, let alone seen in their lifetimes.
However, Qi Ce's journey this time was not for the sake of precious medicinal herbs.
Those treasures seemed worthless in his presence.
He stepped onto the second-floor stairs and pushed open an antique wooden door.
Walk to the deepest part. Qi Ce took out a black ceramic bottle, two or three centimeters in diameter, from the secret compartment. His eyes were filled with an icy coldness that could pierce bone.
Suddenly, the wooden staircase creaked.
What are you doing
A resounding voice suddenly boomed.
Qi Ce slowly turned around and looked at the dignified and elegant woman before him, his attitude respectful. "Mother,"
“What are you doing” Qi Mu asked him coldly.
Qi Ce seemed accustomed to this, in this household, he was long used to such things. He took out the right hand behind his back, "Old Master Huo likes to drink tea, I'll find a good piece of tea cake to send him, before he celebrated his birthday, I wasn't home, so I'm making up for the gift."
Qi Mu's attitude eased slightly, "The one sent to Old Master Huo wasn't good enough."
She walked to the cabinet, opened a drawer, and took out a tea cake the size of her palm. She handed it to him, "This one, they're sold out outside, he'll definitely like it."
Qi Ce smiled and took it.
Just as he was about to turn around, Qimu spoke again in an impatient tone, "How's the company doing lately"
Qi Ce went over the contracts recently signed, a few of which were large deals, accounting for most of Qi Shi's revenue.
Zi Mu remained silent throughout, as if this was all something she should do. With a simple "hmm," she went downstairs.
Just a reminder as I leave, "Lock the door."
Qi Ce watched his mother's departing figure, letting out a self-deprecating chuckle. As always, she had favored mediocrity over excellence. No matter how brilliant or perfect he was, he could never compare to his ordinary older brother or his mischievous younger sibling.
In her eyes, he was just a tool for making money to support the family. The only warmth she could offer him was asking about his work at the company sometimes.
Apart from that, she always acts cold or indifferent.
He had once doubted it and secretly got a paternity test done. The results confirmed that he was indeed his biological father.
Maybe he was just born a jerk. Even his own mother hated him.
But luckily, he has Xiao Qin. Xiao Qin cares about him and makes up for the love he lacks.
Qi Ce loosened his left hand, and a black ceramic bottle rolled from his sleeve to the palm of his hand. He gripped it tightly.
A gentle smile appeared on his face. "Xiaoqin, we'll soon be together forever."d of a silenced pistol. His pupils contracted as the bullet tore into his chest.He was still struggling with the gun, and there was another gunshot. The bullet went into his back, and with a heart-wre...