Different from the grand wedding scene, the Wen family seemed deserted after the bustle, and the waiters were busy cleaning under the command of the housekeeper and nanny.
Qingying ran into her head on, and the nanny was surprised: "Didn't the young lady go to the scene?"
"Oh, I don't feel well, I'll leave later."
"Then remember not to miss the time."
Qingying nodded and agreed, and then went straight back to the master bedroom. Wen Qiushi was still hungover from the party last night and hadn't woken up yet. Obviously, he didn't care about Wen Shu's wedding at all.
Qingying stepped forward to check and made sure that he had no signs of waking up, then turned around and went out, entered the small study, opened the secret compartment, and entered the secret room directly. She went down the dim stairs little by little, and the fear from the past surged up again, so she restrained herself.
My hands were shaking before I managed to enter.
The secret room was dark, no one had been there for a long time, and there were cobwebs and dust everywhere.
Qingying stood in the empty basement, looking at the torture instruments hanging on the wall, and couldn't help but tremble.
Every time I watch it, Wen Qiushi deserves to die!
"Jiang Shu..." she shouted as she walked.
The sound echoed in the empty room.
"Are you there? If you are, just say something."
However, after searching, no one answered. She seemed to be the only one in this place.
Jiang Shu is not here, but in this dirty and dirty place, no one in the entire Wen family except Wen Jing and Jiang Lingyu knows about it, and they have no reason to kidnap Jiang Shu.
So where is she?
"What are you doing here?" A voice like a poisonous snake suddenly sounded from behind.
"Ah!" Qingying was startled, turned around, and saw Wen Qiushi standing on the stairs in pajamas, looking at her coldly.
Wen Qiushi's eyes were white, and when he looked at someone like this, it was very eye-catching.
Qingying had seen him like this, when he beat her.
She forced herself to calm down and said, "I'm looking for something."
Wen Qiushi glanced at the torture instruments and said, "You came to the secret room to look for something. I think you want to be beaten."
"...You try to hit me."
"You bitch, you really think I don't dare!" Wen Qiushi raised her hand with a vicious look on her face.
"Fight." Qingying walked up to him and said, "Wen Shu and Fu Shiyan are getting married. Soon the entire Wen family will fall into their hands. How can you compete with them without me?"
When she said this, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, like a poisonous flower blooming on a cliff.
Wen Qiushi stared at her, gritted his teeth, and finally the slap on his hand did not fall.
"Are you afraid? Master Wen, I'm really a loser for you. He's obviously a son, but he's not valued by his parents and can't get anything. Do you think you're a waste?"
Qingying provocatively said that she had already taken advantage of this young master who was strong on the outside but hard on the inside.
Sometimes she even thinks, no wonder Wen Jing is so stupid for not giving him power.
"Shut up, father won't be so stupid and leave the Wen family to an outsider!"
"Then you have to see if Fu Shiyan has this ability. Anyway, he is more capable than you." Qingying finished the provocation and walked past him out of the secret room.
Wen Qiushi stalked out and grabbed her hand, as if she had finally sobered up.
"Listen, you have to help me. The Wen family is mine. If you help me get it, I will divorce you and give you the freedom you want. If you don't help me, don't blame me for being heartless!"
It was half submissive and half threatening, which made Qingying smile coldly.
"I know, let's pack up. It's time for us to set off."