Die For Life

"Yes, no, yes, no..."

In the afternoon, Qing Lan was sitting in the editor-in-chief's office, looking at the dense cloud-filled sky outside the window, holding a pink peony flower in her hand, and counting the petals boringly.

"……Can."

Qing Lan looked at the last petal, plucked it cherished and put it in the notebook on the right hand side. She thought for a moment, picked up the ink pen, and opened the notebook to record the important things that happened today—all important things must be recorded with a pen.

Qing Lan knows that she is not a smart person. Although Xiang Xuehai asked her to study, it was only to increase her worth and create a persona as a confidant. She naturally didn’t learn any practical knowledge. Poems that hurt the spring and sad autumn are articles that echo praise, and the skills to seduce men. In the final analysis, they are meant to please men.

The reason why she knows a little bit about arithmetic, the initial purpose is to make money on her own to redeem her body and leave Xiangxuehai, and when it comes to making money, she naturally has to know the arithmetic. She worked very hard to find business opportunities. In those years, she did find a few profitable ideas, but because she didn't have the capital to cooperate with other sisters, those sisters either turned back and refused to recognize them when they made money, or lost their temper at her after losing money.

Qing Lan was almost desperate at that time: she had no capital and no one to trust, but she needed to have initial capital if she wanted to make money, and there was only one way she could earn initial capital from beginning to end, and she could earn it. Soon, earn a lot.

Because she is one of the oiran candidates that Xiangxuehai is preparing to launch.

When Qing Lan came out of the pavilion, Xiang Xuehai was crowded with Xuanzhu wealthy businessmen, young talents. She wore gorgeous clothes that she hadn't worn in a lifetime, with elegant and feminine makeup, standing in the tallest pavilion in Xiangxuehai, looking down like a queen like a queen, but she knew in her heart that they just wanted to drag themselves down. Perish forever in the muddy sea.

For a moment, Qing Lan thought that it would be better to just jump down like this, and fall to her death in Xiangxuehai to give Xiangxuehai a good look, which is considered a sigh for herself.

The shouts of prices kept coming one after another, and Xiang Xuehai had a nice name for the first night spent by the pavilion. It was ‘graceful gift’, which means to thank Xiang Xuehai for raising her daughter to adulthood. Obviously it was a very ironic auction ceremony, but Qing Lan knew that there were many older sisters who compared this - in fact, whoever received more gifts when he came out of the pavilion would have more status in Xiangxuehai.

Suddenly, a price that exceeded dozens of times sounded in the Xiangxuehai, and the surrounding fell into silence. Qing Lan looked over and saw a calm and handsome young man occupying a large table alone, and was raising a glass to say hello to herself.

She paled with fright.

The plot of the next story was also within her expectation: she was redeemed, and Aunt Hong squeezed out a few drops of crocodile tears, and sent herself away crying, but before leaving, she couldn't help but whispered to her to take care of her; An elder sister came to congratulate herself, but there was no sympathy or pity in her eyes.

This is not the first time she has seen Jing Zhengwei.

As early as a few years ago, Qing Lan, who was still studying art, discovered that this grandfather of the Jing family was one of Xiangxuehai’s important customers. He hardly stayed in Xiangxuehai. When he sold it, he paid a premium for the girl. Qing Lan thought he was the savior of the girls at first. But along with his reputation for boldness and generosity, there are also his secret and terrifying rumors.

On average, Jing Zhengwei will come to Xiangxuehai once every two or three months to redeem an innocent girl who has not yet come out of the pavilion;

No one knows where those girls went later;

When he comes to Xiangxuehai, it means that the girl he redeemed last time is no longer there.

Just this information is enough for these spirits who grew up in Xiangxuehai to guess the truth. If it is said that the pavilion is only a depraved road that cannot be turned back, then being redeemed by Jing Zhengwei is a dead end - and it is still a dead end that can only live for two or three months!

This is the real despair, visible to the naked eye, and unexpectedly, desperate. When Qing Lan saw Jing Zhengwei, she almost wanted to kneel down and beg him to let her go.

But unexpectedly, Jing Zhengwei did not treat her rudely, but met her various requirements, and spent a lot of time with her on travels, reading and listening to music with her, and did not even touch her-'Qin Ri' Although the behavior was weird, it was still within Qing Lan's acceptance range.

However, the more Jing Zhengwei acted like an ascetic, and the more affectionate he looked at her, the more frightened Qing Lan became. Sometimes, she couldn't even tell whether Jing Zhengwei's eyes were deep love or strong killing intent.

She also wanted to deceive herself. For example, Jing Zhengwei fell in love with him at first sight. For example, he was tired from playing and wanted to find an honest girl. For example... But she couldn't convince herself after all, because she couldn't find out. whereabouts.

Instead, she heard a sensational rumor among the servants of Jing Mansion.

Just when Qing Lan was tortured by hope and despair, Jing Zhengwei suddenly wanted to take her to the Red Moon Fortress to check the accounts. When he went out, he made Qinglan wear men's clothes on a whim, and he wears women's clothes by himself.

Qing Lan is getting more and more frightened-this kind of interest that even his future wife can't even speak about, he actually showed it in front of him, which is obviously not intending to save his life!

However, that night, everything changed.

After Jing Zhengwei killed the white-haired assassin, his temperament changed drastically.

He saw that he was no longer affectionate, only the usual appreciation of lust, and a trace of dislike--this was the first time Qing Lan saw a man dislike him.

All in all, he doesn't seem to like himself, and Qing Lan is very happy.

He didn't accompany him anymore, instead he asked himself to help him check the books, but he ran to play cards-if he hadn't killed the housekeeper Shen Hong with the cruel reason of'why do you wear a hat today', Qing Lan would almost think that Has he really become a good person?

He will cry.

Qinglan still didn't know why he cried that night. She later heard that a maid who had escaped died that night. Did he have a good relationship with that maid?

Later, the newspaper opened, and more and more changes were made. The most incredible thing was that he made himself the head of the newspaper.

Even now, Qing Lan still has a dreamlike feeling sitting in the editor-in-chief's office.

Although it is not uncommon for women to hold important positions, they point to noble or amazing talents-talents are no distinction between men and women.

Qing Lan is very clear about her position. She is a plaything, and her status is no higher than that of a servant. When Jing Zhengwei doesn't want to continue to maintain his good man mask, it may be her death.

But he forcibly pushed himself to this position, and even personally came to the newspaper to sit for her, suppressing the dissatisfaction of the editors and authors of the newspaper. Except for occasionally writing a few Huowen articles that are sure to be a hit, she takes care of everything else.

Every day at work, work, meetings, planning, go home with him after get off work, and occasionally go to Damenshijie to buy some snacks. Each issue of "Youth Daily" has repeatedly achieved new highs. She and other newspaper members will also be happy to celebrate and even have the right to reward members for their hard work.

Everyone also recognized her ability, and the eyes that looked at her no longer contained contempt and disdain, but treated her as a capable editor-in-chief.

As if...

She can also live a normal life.

Qing Lan wrote three lines in her notebook:

"Half of the city suffered a second attack"

"Jing Qingchu, the head of the Jing family, died, Jing Zhengwu committed suicide in fear of crime."

"Young Master Becomes Jing Family Patriarch"

He finally sat in that position... Qing Lan was a little melancholy, stood up and looked out the window, and found a car passing by the rainscreen street outside.

She silently counted one, two, three, and when she counted to three, the car just stopped.

Qing Lan couldn't help feeling a bit of excitement for the success of her childish guess. She felt that she had become a bit strange recently: odd number of petals, even number of stairs, car that stopped when the count reached three, and constantly cutting out apple peels... She likes to do some naive things, wishing to these inexplicable things, just to find out 10,000 possibilities for her dream to come true.

Suddenly, she recalled the conversation between Bai Ye and the Silver Blood Society in the car in the morning.

Son, no matter what you are going to do, no matter who your enemy is, no matter what happens, I will...

despair. despair.

Footsteps sounded outside, Qing Lan turned her head in surprise and found that it was the guard Midie.

"Aunt Mi, what's the matter?" Qing Lan cleared up her mood, sat down and asked, "Is there news again?"

"...Well~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Mi Die said: "Someone came to report that the son sent his wife to **** the patrol guard, accusing her of assassinating the former Patriarch Jing Qingxuan. "

Qing Lan pondered for a moment, and said, "I probably know what the son wants to do..."Youth Daily" will help build momentum together."

"The other thing is," Midi paused: "The son is now the head of the family, and he will live in Jingyuan from now on."

"Okay." Qing Lan is not surprised at all: "Then we will go back early today and move some necessary items over—"

"The son said, you don't need to go to Jingyuan."

Qing Lan tilted her head and looked at Mi Die with her eyes flickering, seeming to suspect that she had heard it wrong.

Mi Die was silent for a moment, and said again: "You continue to live in Jing Mansion, this is the arrangement of the son."

"Yes, so too." Qing Lan lowered her head, twisted her fingers around, and said briskly: "The sons have become the heads of the family. It is also time to talk about marriage and marry the righteous wife. People like me are indeed not suitable to follow. , I just stay in Jing Mansion. But Jing Mansion is so big, it seems that I live by myself is too—"

"Jing Mansion belongs to you now."

"what?"

"The son said that he will give Jing Mansion to you, and now the master of Jing Mansion is you."

Qing Lan raised her head abruptly, expecting bright light appeared in her eyes, and her voice trembled slightly: "Really, really?"

Mi Die nodded silently: "He still calls the shots and abolishes your sales contract."

"Yes, is it?" Qing Lan twisted her fingers, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, and her eyebrows were filled with joy: "The son of great kindness has nothing to do with it. I will definitely try to repay the son in the future--"

"The son also said, you are free."

Qing Lan tilted her head, her eyes flickered at Mi Die, the smile on her face faded.