The entertainment industry boss is the supreme god

No one expected that Ming Qi, whose popularity had not dissipated a while ago, would re-enter the public eye in this way.

Everyone speculated about the relationship between Ming Qi and Xi Wennian.

Even the new members of the Music Association have got in touch with Ming Qi, and the public seems to have no other emotions other than being numb from surprise.

When there was commotion outside, Mingjue came to the door.

His complexion was ugly.

The weather is really not good today.As if in response to the situation, there was a strong wind outside the house, thunder bursts, and the wind and rain were coming, and the big trees along the road were blown and rattled.

It was probably due to the weather, the air was oppressive, and Ming Qi felt stuffy after not seeing him for a long time.This feeling is transmitted from the heart to the limbs, and there is a strange feeling of numbness.

Until he saw Ming Jue holding a document at the door.

Feeling privately, the two looked at each other through the door, determined to speak but stopped.

"……Miss."

Ming Qi seemed to put it down suddenly, staring at the document in his hand: "Take it here."

She looked like she accepted reality.

Mingjue endured and endured, subconsciously shrinking back.

Ming Qi looked at Ming Jue with a calm face, and comforted him in turn: "Ming Jue, if this is true, there is no escape."

Mingjue relaxed.

Ming Qi opened the file calmly, but his fingertips still stopped on the first page of information.

——Wen Siyun, female, suffered from unbearable depression, committed suicide in Xinye Villa in the imperial capital on July 1031, 7 in the new calendar, at the age of 20.

After a long time, Ming Qi closed the file.

"Where is it buried?"

-

The heavy rain poured down, washing the whole city with a splash.

Ming Qi stood in the heavy rain holding a black umbrella. The rain was so fast that rain and fog rose from the grass, and the world around him became hazy.Only the woman in the photo had a gentle smile, as if she was looking at her through time and space.

Mingjue quietly accompanied her.

Ming Qi babbled a little rarely.

"Actually, I can probably guess it."

"If she really didn't die, it's impossible not to come back after more than ten years."

"She and her father loved each other very much. My father died tragically and I was sent to the countryside. If she was still alive, how could she not avenge her father and leave me alone?"

"The capabilities of the Black Shu intelligence team are not so bad. It took several months of investigation to find out the truth."

"A lot of things are traceable, it all depends on whether you want to believe it or not."

"..."

It was raining heavily that day, and Ming Qi didn't know what he said or what he wanted to express.

In fact, she had already speculated in her heart, but she still had that hope in her mind, until she faced the cruel reality.

She doesn't have many memories of Wen Siyun, at most she only stays at the age of five, when she was rescued from the brink of death, the always elegant and gentle woman hugged her and cried bitterly, her hair was disheveled and she lost all etiquette.

Wen Siyun hugged her, her hands were trembling constantly, and in the end she still held her tightly, apologizing to her constantly, feeling anxious.

That's her mother.

Before the age of 15, Ming Qi was just an ordinary person whose godhood had not yet been revealed.The talent is amazing, he is extremely talented in everything he learns, but he is burdened with a blood feud, and is almost suffocated by the blood feud.

After she was 15 years old, her godhead awakened, and she realized that the way to her destiny was actually in her own hands.

Many times, Ming Qi will be in a trance after using her secular identity for a long time. Those family and friendships are all experienced by her, and she has a love for her.There is also the entertainment industry that I used to stay in. Because of the constant exposure, more and more fans like her and follow her, and these emotions are slowly changing.

Her connection with the world has become closer invisibly.

The bond thus grows.

-

Ming Qi, who returned home, behaved normally, and asked Wen Siyun what happened after she was brought to the imperial capital.

The context is quite clear. A certain important person in the imperial capital fell in love with the beautiful and gentle Wen Siyun when he was cleaning up Ming Zhengyang, so he took advantage of those chaotic days to create signs of Wen's feigned death, captured her to the imperial capital, and tried his best to help her. Changed her name, fabricated a fake identity, and washed away everything in the past.

It's a pity that Wen Siyun's temperament is as gentle as water, but she is a strong one, she would rather die than surrender, and even hurt that person several times. In the end, that person had no choice but to put him under house arrest and sent bodyguards to guard her.

A lot of things went through in the middle, and finally Wen Siyun suffered from depression, cut her pulse and died in the middle of the night.

And not long after her death, that big man offended the higher-ups because of other things, found evidence and went to prison, and died in prison within a few months. His death was horrific.

Mingjue made a simple statement, and then fell silent.

Not only Wen Siyun died, but even the enemy committed suicide.

Ming Qi listened to the whole process calmly, and then said: "Understood."

Before Mingjue left, he persuaded: "Miss, the past...it's better to let it go."

Ming Qi leaned back on the chair, and said softly, "Is the matter between you and Meng Feihan settled?"

Mingjue pursed his lips, knowing that she had no other intentions, and just persuaded him instead.

Ming Qi looked at him deeply: "You and I have known each other for many years, and we are familiar with each other's character. Ming Jue, I don't want you to be stuck in the past."

"Of course, this is your business. In any case, I respect your decision."

"Also, the Ming family will always be your home."

-

Ming Qingyun came back at night.

Just after entering the door, there was a "snap", and the dark hall suddenly brightened like daylight.

Ming Qi stood at the corner of the second floor, put down his slender hands, and stood curling up in his nightgown, asking him for the first time: "Where have you been?"

Ming Qingyun's eyes fell on her feet, and her beautiful eyebrows raised slightly, "Your Highness, put on your shoes before going down to the ground, otherwise you will catch a cold easily."

After speaking, he took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet next to him, and went upstairs to put them on for her.

Ming Qi lowered his eyebrows and watched him come up with the shoes, like a pious apostle.

He has never been stingy with doing these tasks, keeping his posture very low.

With her slender jade feet slipped into slippers, Ming Qingyun's brows and eyes loosened, and she explained: "I've been a little busy recently, and I went to deal with business."

Ming Qi parted his lips lightly: "My mother, let's go."

With just a few words, Ming Qingyun heard the hidden confusion.

He was stunned, "Your Highness?"

Ming Qi turned around, the corner was treated with floor-to-ceiling windows, and she could see the bright moonlight outside at a glance, she said in her heart: "It's pretty good."

In my impression, my parents love each other very much.If living is so painful, then death is also another way of loving each other.

Ming Qingyun suddenly became speechless, and the comforting words that came out of his mouth stopped. His Highness had already thought of a reason for himself to comfort him.

Ming Qingyun thought for a while, and finally said: "You still have me."

Ming Qi looked at him, under the moonlight, those blue eyes were as clear and open as before, without any impurities.

She raised her lips: "Yes, I still have you."

Ming Qingyun stood on a step below her, but was still quite a bit taller than her. She looked up at him a little bit, and said interestingly: "...Our Great Slantuka."