From Sidekick to BigShot

"Haha." Qin Yufan laughed, smiling contemptuously and arrogantly, "Why, learn the quack warlock's style, first say a set of things that 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."

"No." Qin Yufan refused.

She Qin Yufan doesn't 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 what I said is true."

With that said, Jian Yichen pushed a business card to Qin Yufan's.

Qin Yufan turned his head and glanced at the business card.

No name, only one contact method.

Then he raised his head and glanced at Jian Yichen.

A confident and determined smile hung on her glamorous face, as if she believed that she would look for her sooner or later.

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

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

After 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 also couldn't tell why she did this. It was more likely to know that the person was a liar.

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This night, Jian Yiling dreamed again.

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

Jian Yiling's angle of view was down again from the midair.

A worshipper greeted the tomb.

He is black, holding a cluster of white chrysanthemums.

Taking off the sunglasses, the exposed face looked 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 above.

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

"Sorry, my elder brother failed to protect you. I left you alone in this world. This debt is owed to you by my elder brother. If there is an afterlife, you remember to ask your elder brother to get it back."

"Your third brother is crazy, because He Yan showed him the video of her hiding, and he collapsed. 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 was divided by her."

"During this time, many things happened, and these things completely destroyed the Jian family."

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