From Sidekick to Bigshot

"Haha." Qin Yufan smiled, smiling contemptuously and arrogantly, "Why, learn from the quack warlock, first say a set of things to scare me, after scaring me, then sell your so-called breaking the game Come on, how much do you want to sell me for this breaking game?"

　　 "Don't sell money, only sell one favor."

　　 "Don't." Qin Yufan refused.

　　 She Qin Yufan does not need to rely on others, let alone such a woman of unknown origin.

　　 Even your own dad can be an enemy. Who else can you believe?

　　 So now she, Qin Yufan, doesn't believe anyone, she believes in herself.

　　 "Okay, you can contact me at any time when Miss Qin feels that what I said is true."

　　 Talking, Jian Yichen pushed a business card in front of Qin Yufan.

　　 Qin Yufan turned his head and glanced at the card.

　　 has no name, only one contact method.

　　 followed up and glanced at Jian Yichen.

　　 There was a confident and determined smile on her beautiful face, as if she believed she would go to her sooner or later.

　　 Jian Yichen snapped his fingers and bought the order between himself and Qin Yufan from the bartender.

　　 Then he turned his head and said to Qin Yufan: "I will help Ms. Qin to close this order today. If Ms. Qin finds out what I said is right, remember to pay me back."

After 　　 finished speaking, Jian Yichen left the bar.

　　 Qin Yufan looked at the business card on the counter table and put it away after a long time.

　　 She can't tell why she did this, because she is more likely to know that the person is a liar.

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　　 This night, Jian Yiling dreamed again.

　　 Dream is a tomb.

　　 her grave.

　　 Zhai Yunsheng did not abide by the final agreement with her and threw her ashes directly into the sea. Instead, she found a feng shui treasure in the capital and buried her.

　　 a monument was erected, inscribed, and a portrait of her was left on the tombstone.

　　 Jian Yiling's angle of view was once again looking down from mid-air.

　　 A worshipper greeted the tomb.

　　 dressed in black, holding a cluster of white chrysanthemums.

　　 Take off the sunglasses, the exposed face looks like Jian Yichen.

　　 The moment he saw the tombstone, Jian Yiling stayed on the spot, and never recovered for a long time.

　　 Although I had heard the news of the death before I came here, when I actually saw the tombstone, it was in a different mood.

　　 Jian Yichen's fingers lightly touched the tombstone, and lightly stroked the photo on it.

　　 After a long time, putting flowers around the tomb, Jian Yichen talked to the tombstone to himself.

　　 "I'm sorry, my brother failed to protect you. I left you alone in this world. This debt is owed to you by my brother. If there is an afterlife, you remember to ask your brother for it."

　　 "Your third brother is crazy, because He Yan showed him the video of her hiding, and he broke down. Your mother couldn't hold it, and fell ill."

"Cousin Yubo was arrested because he stabbed He Yan with a knife. He was such a clever and astute person, but he did such stupid and radical things. When I visited the prison, I asked him why he chose to be so stupid. He told me that he could solve the problem in a different way, because it doesn’t matter."

　　 "He Yan didn't die, the knife didn't hit the point. She survived after the rescue, but the second uncle also divorced her. It's just that the Jian family's property is still divided by her half."

　　 "A lot of things happened during this period, and these things completely destroyed the Jian family."

　　 Everyone said that the reason why the Jian family ended up like this was because they were coddling Jian Yiling.