Chapter 744 Her Eyes

As they got closer, Ye Qingqing also saw clearly the people who were singing on the stage.

That is a very enchanting and charming woman.

It's not about how good-looking she is, with her face painted like that, no one can see what she looks like.

Just from her actions, it gives people a romantic and charming feeling.

Her voice was gentle and soft, but it sounded stronger than the average female voice. Coupled with the visual impact, it gave people a very unusual feeling.

Ye Qingqing felt that such a person, even if she washed off her face, put on a new suit, and stood in a dense crowd, she could still recognize him at a glance.

It's so recognizable.

It's also a bit too over the top.

Such a person, if he was born in a wealthy family and was pampered by thousands of people, he would probably be pampered for the rest of his life. After all, everyone likes beauties, and they definitely don't want to see beauties cry.

However, this person is in the troupe.

It's not that Ye Qingqing looks down on the troupe.

No matter how good an opera singer is, no matter how popular he is, he is just an opera singer.

No identity, no status, no rights, no right to speak.

If any little person has a bad mind, he will be insulted.

For an outstanding actress like this woman, and being in such a luxurious troupe, I am afraid that she has not come into contact with many dignitaries. She is so outstanding, I really don't know if it is good or not.

Ye Qingqing sighed in her heart, and there was inevitably something in her eyes.

Just as she was staring at the woman, she didn't expect that when the woman turned her head inadvertently, she happened to meet her gaze.

Ye Qingqing only felt that she saw a pair of extremely black eyes, like a century-old ancient well, deep and peaceful without a trace of waves, but deeply attractive to people wanting to explore and discover the stories and interesting inside.

Facing such eyes, Ye Qingqing even forgot to move away, and stood there in a daze.

Jin Jiu was the first to notice something was wrong with Ye Qingqing, and followed her gaze, only seeing the side profile of the woman on the stage for a moment.

"Qingqing, what are you looking at?"

Qingqing is not a person who loves to play, why was she so dumbfounded?
Ye Qingqing came back to her senses, looked at the woman who was still singing opera mournfully, and shook her head silently.

Lifting her feet and continuing to move forward, Ye Qingqing couldn't help but see those eyes in her mind.

It seems that there are many stories hidden in it.

She actually wanted to know something. . . . . .

Ye Qingqing was a little surprised what happened to her. After all, she was not a person who likes to meddle in her own business, no matter in her previous or present life.

But now, why did she have such an idea because of a pair of eyes?

Ye Qingqing couldn't figure it out, and in fact, she didn't have time to think about it.

After walking for so long, they finally arrived at Qi's house.

The clerk led them into the gate of Qi's house, then into the courtyard, and finally came straight to the door of the upper room.

They had plenty of sightlines during the day, and as soon as they walked up the steps, the three of Ye Qingqing saw the pool of black blood at the door of the upper room, and the dead cat lying in the pool of blood that had been pumped out of its body.

Ye Qingqing subconsciously took a step back, and what came to mind was the calm eyes of the woman just now.

She closed her eyes hard, and when she opened them again, Ye Qingqing met the dead cat's eyes.

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