The main hall was dead silent.
A few seconds later, Qin Fujun suddenly came back to his senses from Qin Lou's words.
"You... what do you mean..." Qin Fujun's face was pale and ferocious, "Are you saying that Song Shu is still alive? No, that's impossible! I saw those photos with my own eyes, she is already dead - I had someone monitoring her from the time she was in the car accident and hospitalized until she took off the ventilator - how could she still be alive?!"
Qin Lou's eyes were filled with violent anger, and veins bulged on the back of his clenched hands hanging at his side.
The look in his eyes when he looked at Qin Fujun was as if he wanted to cut her into pieces - the two servants who were holding Qin Fujun were foreigners who did not speak the language, but even so they felt a little uneasy under Qin Lou's gaze.
Like a wild beast that was completely enraged, madness almost devoured all the rationality in his eyes, forcing him to want to tear the woman in front of him into bloody pieces.
—As if only this could slightly alleviate the pain he had been suffering from for so many years.
But he eventually calmed down.
Because Qin Fujun had his back to the place, the door of the side hall was opened. The girl stood quietly beside the door, looking at him helplessly and sadly.
She didn't need to come.
She didn't even need to speak.
Qin Lou knew everything she wanted to say and do, so he slowly lowered his breathing and calmed his anger, just as if she was comforting him.
"You hate her so much..." Qin Lou's voice was hoarse after being furious, "Even though she was just a 17-year-old girl, you hated her so much that you wanted to kill her?"
After Qin Fujun's hysterical roar, he knelt on the ground with his hair disheveled.
She turned completely crazy, lying on the ground and laughing miserably, "Who should I blame? It's all your fault! Blame Bai Song! Blame my good father! If it weren't for you, why would I have to be so scared?! Bai Song originally had 10% of the shares of Qin Group... Yes, she is capable and has a brilliant resume. I am inferior to her in every way - even my father relies on her more and doesn't take me, his daughter, seriously at all... And you!"
Qin Fujun looked at Qin Lou with resentment from her messy hair, "You were born with everything, just because you are the grandson of the Qin family, just because your child will also have the surname Qin - your father sees you as the future of the Qin family. How old are you and he wants to hand everything over to you? Why on earth is it you! Bai Song is even more - she wants to use her daughter to control the Qin family? She's dreaming! She can never get what I can't get! Since she wants to expose us and leave us no way out, don't blame me for being cruel! Since she wants to marry her daughter into the Qin family, I will kill her daughter! I know that if I destroy Song Shu, it will be the same as destroying you - the Qin family will still be mine and my child will be!"
Qin Lou was extremely irritable at first, but the more he heard Qin Fujun's appearance and voice become more and more crazy, the colder his eyes became as he looked at Qin Fujun lying on the ground.
In the end, he just looked at the crazy woman lying on the ground and laughing hysterically with indifference, as if she were some garbage.
"Just for the Qin family's property, you have been planning for so many years, even committing such a big crime and killing people to silence them - you say I am a lunatic? Qin Fujun, you are completely crazier than me, and more pitiful!"
Qin Lou slowly calmed down and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"You deserve to get nothing and end up in a miserable situation. I will also let you see that if you refuse to tell me the list of people involved in the case, your two children will be the same as you - I will let them spend the rest of their lives in despair worse than death."
"you!"
Qin Fujun raised her head suddenly. The blood vessels on her forehead tightened on her flushed face, making her bloodshot eyes look even more terrifying.
"They are your cousins! They are also your father's grandchildren - your father will never sit idly by!"
Qin Lou laughed wantonly: "Who cares what I want to do?"
"Qin, Lou!" Qin Fujun struggled like crazy, and she began to scream at Qin Liang everywhere, "Dad! Dad, did you see that? He even wanted to kill Ruyu and the others. Dad—Dad, can you really bear to watch us, mother and son, being tortured to death by this lunatic... ah?!"
Amid Qin Fujun's frantic struggle and hysterical shouting, the door of the side hall was finally pushed open by Qin Liang.
The old man's hair seemed to have become grayer, and he no longer looked as energetic as he had when Song Shu first entered the Qin family.
Qin Liang, leaning on a dragon-headed crutch, slowly walked into the main hall.
Seeing his figure, Qin Fujun seemed to have seen the last straw of life. She fell to the ground, crying and begging:
"Dad, please save me... You heard it all - Qin Lou wants to kill me, he wants to force me to death and Ru Yu and the others to death - they are your grandchildren, you can't just stand by and watch them die, Dad..."
Qin Liang said nothing.
In just a few steps, from the side hall to the main hall, he seemed to have aged a lot. He walked step by step, with even his back a little hunched.
He finally came to a stop slowly.
"Help you..."
The old man sighed deeply.
"Dad—" Qin Fujun ignited the last glimmer of hope, raised his head from his disgusting tearful face, and looked at his father Qin Liang hopefully.
Qin Liang sighed: "Give him the list."
“…!”
Qin Fujun suddenly froze there.
A few seconds later, she shouted in disbelief: "Dad?! If I really gave it to him, then, then I'm completely finished, Dad!"
Qin Liang slammed his cane hard in frustration, and brushed away Qin Fujun's hand that was about to grab his trouser leg. The old man was so angry that he shouted: "If it weren't for the evil you committed, would things have come to this point today? At this time, you still only think about yourself. You are simply hopeless!"
"dad… "
"Write down the list and give it to me! Don't say anything more! That way I can at least take care of your two children for you - if you are still dissatisfied with me as a father, then you can talk to Qin Lou yourself!"
“… … ”
Qin Fujun struggled in vain. After looking at his father sadly for a long time, he finally nodded slowly.
Qin Liang asked someone to bring paper and pen, and watched with his own eyes as Qin Fujun lay on the ground and wrote out the names one by one.
The list was finally handed over to Qin Liang.
Qin Liang frowned, looked down for a few seconds, and slowly put his hand down. He walked to Qin Lou and handed him the list.
Qin Lou reached out to take it.
The hands of both grandfather and grandson reached the edge of the paper with the list on it, but stopped—Qin Lou felt the reverse force on the paper.
He raised his eyes and looked at Qin Liang.
The old man lowered his eyes and said, "Since this list is in your hands, please let her go."
"… "
Qin Lou's eyes tightened, and after a moment he laughed, "I said, it's impossible."
"She is your aunt after all."
"Aunt? She probably never thought about that when she did those things."
"I know that what she did to Bai Song and her daughter will make you hate her forever, but she was just a tool. She didn't have the real power of the Qin family back then, so how could she have arranged it so perfectly? The real culprit is here." Qin Liang pulled the list in his hand, "What's more, even in the end, she didn't directly hurt you at all. She was concerned about blood ties, she was just too narrow-minded and blinded by interests."
“—”
There seemed to be black flames burning in Qin Lou's eyes, and the flames suddenly jumped at the end of Qin Liang's words.
At this moment, the door to the side hall was suddenly pushed open again.
A figure walked out.
"She really didn't hurt Qin Lou directly. Qin Lou just doesn't bother with her - let me do it."
"!"
Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Qin Fujun, who was kneeling on the ground, shuddered violently.
After a few seconds, she turned her head hard to look towards the source of the sound, and the veins on her neck were tense with fear and disbelief.
"Song... Song..."
A complete name could not be uttered from his trembling lips for a long time.
Song Shu stopped not far from Qin Fujun.
Hearing the voice, she smiled faintly and lowered her eyes, as if looking at a piece of garbage or something else, and her gaze fell on Qin Fujun.
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Qin Qing. I majored in law from college to graduate school. I will make sure that Ms. Qin spends the rest of your life behind bars, as you deserve."
"Qin, Qin Qing?"
Qin Fujun lay on the ground, staring blankly through her messy long hair, and then met a pair of indifferent eyes.
Qin Fujun shuddered suddenly, and his expression became ferocious again—
"No, no! You are Song Shu! You are Song Shu! Why are you still alive?! How could you not be dead—you should have died long ago! Nine years ago you should have—"
The words ended in Qin Lou's hand, who had finally run forward and grabbed Qin Fujun's long hair and lifted her up.
The unfinished words turned into a wail of pain. Qin Fujun looked in horror at Qin Lou's handsome face, which showed a slightly ferocious expression, as he leaned in front of her.
"If you still want to see your son and daughter one last time, don't force me to kill you here with my own hands."
Qin Fujun was frightened, and she recalled the feeling of the boy holding a piece of glass and pressing it against her neck on New Year's Eve many years ago.
She had never been so close to death in her life.
She had known long before that that Qin Lou was a lunatic, and after that, she was completely afraid of this lunatic.
Qin Fujun covered his mouth and nodded vigorously with tears in his eyes.
Qin Lou let go, walked to the table with disgust, took a wet towel to wipe his hands, threw it away and walked back to Song Shu's side.
He handed over the list that he had pulled back from Qin Liang.
Song Shu's fingertips trembled slightly, and she raised her hand to take it. But she didn't rush to open it, but took a deep breath, folded the list and put it away.
Then Song Shu glanced at Qin Fujun, who was lying on the ground in a daze, and said, "Mr. Qin, your daughter will stay with you for now. You two should cherish the inseparable father-daughter relationship during this period of time. I will not alert the enemy before dealing with the people on the list. This is also the last free time I leave for Ms. Qin."
Song Shu paused.
"Ms. Qin, you'd better not think of any evil ideas. Since you gave me the list, you might as well think about how many people on it want to kill you. If you disappear, I won't waste any time looking for you. I believe there are more people on it who want to kill you than I do. I just need to tell them. And as a price and a point of transfer of hatred, I will definitely take good care of your son and daughter for you when the time comes."
Qin Fujun, who was lying on the ground, stood up with trembling hands and looked at Song Shu resentfully. However, she did not dare to say a word because she was concerned about Qin Lou beside her.
"As compensation," Song Shu thought for a moment, "I can give you one last chance. When the need arises in the future, if you can testify against them in court, your sentence will be..."
Song Shu did not say everything.
She stood up, walked back to Qin Lou's side, and lowered her voice, "Shall we go?"
Qin Lou didn't say anything and didn't move.
After a few seconds, in Song Shu's puzzled eyes, he looked up at Qin Liang who remained silent.
The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Qin Lou suddenly said, "I know you won't just sit there and watch. You will still try your best to rescue your vicious daughter."
Qin Liang did not deny it.
After a long time, he just sighed, "She is your aunt after all. She never really hurt you at all."
The black flame in Qin Lou's eyes jumped violently again.
He almost exploded at that moment, but Song Shu noticed it first and reached out to hold him back.
"Qin Lou," Song Shu used his eyes and tone to soothe the madman in front of him who was breathing hard, "This is my business, and I can do it myself - no matter who comes to stop me, you believe me."
"… "
Qin Lou took a deep breath and turned to Song Shu. "I know you are afraid that I will break up with Qin Liang because of your affairs, but I am not afraid. He has a wide network of connections. If he is determined to interfere, your plan will also be hindered."
Qin Liang looked at him with a frown, but still did not deny it.
Qin Lou pulled Song Shu's hand away and took a step forward.
"The fundamental reason why you are willing to protect Qin Fujun is that she is your daughter and she has never actually hurt me?"
Qin Liang nodded.
Qin Lou sneered, "How do you know she hasn't done it?"
Qin Liang frowned. "In the Qin family, under my nose, she doesn't have the courage or ability to do anything to you—"
"You also know it was at the Qin family," Qin Lou suddenly interrupted Qin Liang, "What about before the Qin family?"
Qin Liang thought of something and his breathing suddenly tightened.
For the first time, the old man's expression completely changed. "You mean... Impossible!"
"Hahahaha..." Qin Lou laughed loudly, "What an impossible thing. Is it really impossible, or do you just not want to believe it?"
Qin Liang's breathing was rapid, his face flushed purple, "I've had people check it out a long time ago - your parents' death was an accident, there's no other reason!"
"What about the abuse I suffered when I was sent to the orphanage? I stayed there alone for three years and you didn't hear any news about me. Did you really miss it or did someone deliberately hide it from you? I became a lunatic again after returning to the Qin family, why didn't I have such strong hostility towards you but only towards Qin Fujun's family? - Which of these questions have you thought about and which one have you tried to get through?!"
"… "
Qin Liang was trembling with fear at Qin Lou's questioning.
After a while, he turned his head to look at Qin Fujun, and spoke word by word as if squeezed out from between his teeth:
"Is what he said... true?!"
Qin Fujun had been trembling as he lay on the ground, and he did not dare to raise his head from beginning to end.
She begged in tears: "Dad..."
With just this one word, Qin Liang understood everything.
His eyes went dark and he almost fainted. He took several steps back and held onto the sofa before he could steady himself.
Of course he remembered what Qin Lou had suffered.
He remembered the thin and miserable child he saw when he first walked into the orphanage, the scars and bloodstains on his body, his eyes that were so cold that they didn't seem like those of a child, and the way he ate with big mouthfuls of food, as ferociously as a wild dog.
That was a scar on Qin Liang's heart for many, many years - he let his grandson wander around alone and suffer all the hardships in this world that should not be inflicted on a child.
He felt sorry for him, and he tried everything he could to make it up to him. He gave the child everything he wanted, no matter how crazy or scary the child was.
Because it was this world that hurt him first. The child had never done anything wrong before he became a madman.
And today, until today, when his life was about to end and his energy was about to expire, he finally realized that those misfortunes had reasons and those despairs had culprits.
The one who pushed his only grandson into the abyss from which he would never be able to escape or climb out in his lifetime was his own daughter whom he had protected for so many years.
"Qin Fujun!"
The old man let out a hoarse, angry roar from the depths of his heart that was in so much pain that it was almost making him convulse.
After shouting, he seemed unable to support his body any longer and fell into the sofa, tears streaming down his face.
Qin Fujun was also frightened by Qin Liang's appearance. She lay on the ground with her shoulders hunched and her head knocked, "Dad... I'm sorry, Dad... I was bewildered... I thought he was mine when he was no longer in the Qin family... I regret it too... I'm sorry, Dad, I know I was wrong..."
Qin Lou looked at the two of them indifferently, as if he was looking at the scene of another world.
Crazy people have no empathy, they can't learn empathy.
Qin Lou wasn't born a lunatic, so maybe he had it, but it was taken away later.
He knew how deeply Qin Liang felt guilty about him. After the truth was revealed, Qin Liang would never forgive Qin Fujun, and there was no way he would protect her again.
Having achieved his goal, Qin Lou turned around and walked out.
Passing by Song Shu, he took the hand of Song Shu, who seemed to be stunned.
Qin Lou paused and frowned as his palms were cold. He looked at Song Shu, "What's wrong with you? Your hands are so cold?"
Song Shu suddenly came back to his senses.
Her pupils trembled slightly as she looked at Qin Lou standing in front of her. Before he frowned, Qin Lou's expression was calm and indifferent - he was indifferent to the tragedy in the world behind him that was clearly happening to him.
And it was only when he stood in front of her that he felt alive. The coldness of her hands could make him frown, worry, feel emotions, and make him... feel like a living person.
At this moment, Song Shu suddenly felt extremely fortunate.
She was glad that she was still alive and glad that she was still by Qin Lou's side.
Otherwise... what should her little lunatic do
Song Shu held Qin Lou's hand and interlocked their fingers. Then she shook her head and smiled, "Let's go back. We'll talk on the way back."
Qin Lou hesitated and nodded.
"good."
The car was quiet at first.
Qin Lou leaned back in the leather seat, looking a little listless, with his eyes downcast. He played with Song Shu's hand, gently stroking her slender fingers, rubbing them at the fingertips, and then changing to another...
Like a child who is intently playing with his toys, he is completely immersed in his own world, and no one knows what he is thinking.
Song Shu followed him quietly.
It was already dark outside the window.
It might be a little cloudy tonight, with no stars in the sky, only gloomy, low-pressure clouds.
Song Shu looked at it absentmindedly for a while, and suddenly felt something. She turned around and saw Qin Lou holding her hand in front of his lips and gently kissing her fingertips.
Song Shu was startled and smiled, "I didn't wash my hands many times today."
Qin Lou remained unmoved and still held her hand tightly, refusing to let go.
Song Shu looked at him quietly for a while, then suddenly asked, "When did you know?"
"Know what."
"You are in... an orphanage. Qin Fujun deliberately concealed the fact."
Qin Lou thought for a moment and said, "I can't remember clearly, probably not long after I returned to the Qin family."
"How did you know that?"
"I've seen her." Qin Lou said calmly, as if he was telling a story about someone who had nothing to do with him. "She went to the orphanage. I happened to be beaten by them once and couldn't get out of bed. I had several broken bones, and then I had a fever and was unconscious... I lay in bed for about half a month, so they didn't guard against me. Later, when I returned to the Qin family and saw her, I knew it."
After saying that, Qin Lou paused and frowned, "Why are you shaking?"
Song Shu forced a smile on his face, "… I didn't."
"Your hand just now was clearly—" Qin Lou turned his head and was stunned for a moment, his brows knitted deeper, "Little clam, if you dare to cry, I will kiss you so hard that you can't cry."
"… "
If it were any other time, Song Shu would probably be amused by him, but not now. She couldn't laugh, even if she forced herself to.
She turned away with red eyes.
Qin Lou naturally knew the reason, but he was a little reluctant to admit that he made Clam cry.
After a few seconds of silence, Qin Lou just held Song Shu's hand tighter, "It's been a long time. Those injuries or scars have faded away, and nothing is left."
"… fraud."
Song Shu squeezed out a short word from his choked voice.
How come there is nothing left
The scars on the body can fade, but the scars in the heart can never fade. They will only fester and bleed, being torn open again and again and pretending to heal again and again. Those scars have long destroyed all the kindness, gentleness, and harmlessness in his heart, leaving only a madman.
Her crazy.
"I've almost forgotten it." Qin Lou frowned and said, "Initially I wanted to take revenge on her and torture her, so didn't I pull you into my camp?"
Song Shu looked back at him.
Seeing that the girl's eyes were red but at least she didn't cry, Qin Lou breathed a sigh of relief and smiled a little.
"Later, I found that teasing my little clams to open their mouths was much more fun than taking revenge on them. After that, I only thought about how to dig a pond to raise clams, and I was too lazy to think about those things."
Song Shu stared at him for a few seconds and suddenly stood up.
Qin Lou was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered his recent tragedy and instinctively reminded, "Be careful not to hit your head."
Song Shu was two sizes smaller than him, so naturally she wouldn't encounter the same problem as him. Before Qin Lou could finish his words, she had already crawled from behind the soundproofing board to Qin Lou's side.
Qin Lou instinctively opened his arms and hugged the small clam shell that "fell from the sky".
Before he could do anything, he felt a sudden pain on his lip.
Song Shu bit the corner of Qin Lou's mouth and whispered in a low voice to suppress his sobs.
"I will protect you from now on... little lunatic."
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