Chapter 132 Do You Have His Photo 1


In the top VIP ward of the Royal Hospital, Qing Yan sat on the hospital bed, looking out the window with cold eyes.

The scar on her forehead had healed, and her skin was smooth and tender, not as if she had been injured at all.

But her eyes were colder than the air conditioner in this room which was a little bit low.

She sat like this for an unknown amount of time, until there was a knock on the door behind her.

"Come in." She responded lightly.

The man who opened the door came in a man of medium build, with a simple and honest face, a little dark skin, and looked like a laborer who lived in the open and was used to manual labor.

When he came in, he still had his head down, without looking around, and closed the door gently.

"Miss, what are your orders?" His voice was also naive, the kind that made it easy for people to let their guard down.

Qing Yan didn't answer him right away, but was silent for a while, then turned his head and opened the phone, which contained a promotional photo of Qing Xu on Weibo.

"This woman, Qingqing, keep an eye on her, but remember, don't get close, or even go into any range where she might find out. The target you want to stare at is not her, but her family. Understand. Yet?"

Qing Yan raised his head, his cold eyes fell on the man.

The man he called Uncle Zhou was named Wednesday, and he was so ordinary that people could completely ignore him in terms of appearance and expression, but this man was the best at hiding in their family.

After listening to Qingjiao's words on Wednesday, he didn't say a single extra word, just glanced at the screen, and then nodded: "Yes, Miss."

Then he turned and left the room.

In just a few minutes, it was as if he had never been here at all.

The silence in the ward was in a mess, Qing Yao's eyes were still on the photo on the phone, and his eyes became colder.

She didn't expect that she would fall into the hands of a lowly little model whom she usually didn't even bother to look at.

Her memories of being too young are not very clear anymore, only the sounds of endless quarrels and beatings of her parents are vaguely heard. What impressed her most was the cold darkness, which seemed to fill her entire childhood, cloudy and cold, without seeing the sun.

Until suddenly one day, her parents became her uncle and aunt, and she became the aloof princess of the empire. She began to walk from that dark and suffocating home to the splendid palace, and began as the princess of the empire, Frequent visits to various powerful banquets, where the stars hold the moon.

She always maintains her gentle and generous appearance, as if these things have been carved into her bones.

No matter where she went, she would be sought after by people, so used to being flattered that she forgot what it was like to be ridiculed and disobeyed, what it was like to be beaten, and what it was like to be arrogant in front of her.

She knows better than anyone that everything she has is not hers, but so what?Once in her hands, it can only be hers.

So she will never allow the slightest deviation in such a gorgeous life of hers, and no one, no matter who they are, can destroy a single bit.

Qing Yao clenched the phone tightly in her hand, and under her force, the screen began to crack little by little, leaving lines that could no longer be repaired.

Soon, she will let that lowly little model know what is beyond redemption.

(End of this chapter)

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