Hell spent a lot of effort and finally found Su Jingqin's new address.
"Only tea, okay?" Su Jingqin was not surprised that hell would find her here.
If he could find the place where he was last time, he would naturally notice Shen Qingyue.
Shen Qingyue was acting frequently during these days, so naturally she couldn't hide it from him.
"What's your relationship with Shen Qingyue?" Hell asked in a cold voice.
"Hell, you know my rules. I don't like others to ask questions about my affairs." Su Jingqin kept making tea in her hands, but her tone became colder, with the aura of being calm and powerful back then.
However, such momentum has never been able to intimidate hell.
"Those are your rules and have nothing to do with me." Hell retorted coldly.
Su Jingqin chuckled slightly, "Yes, in your eyes, there are only your own set of rules."
"You said it, or Shen Qingyue said it." Hell's voice was cold and emotionless.
"Don't ask Qingyue." Su Jingqin said immediately.
Hell looked at her, waiting for her next answer.
Since she couldn't go to Shen Qingyue to ask, she could only tell him in person.
Su Jingqin put down the teacup in her hand and told Hell everything about her relationship with Shen Qingyue and what happened that year.
Hell's investigative abilities are not among the best in the organization, but they are not bad. The most important thing is that he is a madman.
As long as you give him a little clue, he will definitely hold on to it until he finds what he wants. Instead of letting him accidentally find out something else, it is better to tell him in person, and maybe have a good discussion with him.
two.
Hell knew that Su Jingqin was hiding things, but he didn't expect that she would completely change the trajectory of Qiao Simu's life when she was born.
Back then, he watched how much Qiao Simu sacrificed in order to survive and live better, and how many times he wandered between life and death.
But if Su Jingqin had not interfered in her life, she would now be the carefree daughter of a wealthy family, and would not have to suffer so much.
But he never expected that Su Jingqin would do this!
"You will pay the price for your actions." Hell said coldly, turned around and left.
"Are you going to tell Qiao Simu?" Su Jingqin asked quickly.
"She has the right to know." Hell said coldly, "Also, she thought you were dead at the time, but because she couldn't catch up with you for the last time, she always felt that if she caught up, she might be able to save it. For this, she blamed herself.
how long?!"
Su Jingqin lowered her eyes, not daring to look at hell.
She felt too much guilt for Qiao Simu.
When hell walked away again, Su Jingqin said to him: "She already knows that I am still alive."
Hell paused and turned to look at her again, "She already knows? Does she know that you are still alive, or does she know that you have changed her identity?"
"Know that I am still alive." Su Jingqin said.
Hell sneered and said sarcastically: "So you are still unwilling to return her identity to her, so you just let your daughter continue to occupy everything that originally belonged to her. Over the years, she has respected you and filial piety, but you have treated her like this
She, Su Jingqin, why are you so embarrassed?!"
Su Jingqin continued to lower her head and pursed her lips tightly. After a while, she slowly opened her mouth and said, "I am indeed sorry for her. She is the one I owe the most to over the years."
"But you still want to hide it from her, and you still don't want to tell her this fact!" Hell said angrily.
His dependence on Su Jingqin was far less than that of Qiao Simu and Gu Yaran, but back then the three of them would often work together to learn and communicate with each other, and they could not do without Su Jingqin's support and arrangements behind the scenes.
Su Jingqin is like a strict mother to the three of them, and is also a common memory for the three of them.
Su Jingqin looked at him and said: "I admit that I have my own intention to give up. Of course I hope that my child will be well, but... after so many years, I have regarded Qiao Simu as my child."
Hell's eyes were slightly red, "But you just don't want to tell her!"
Su Jingqin immediately asked, "Have you ever thought about how much impact it would have on her if she knew about this? The Shen family's wealth is huge, but with her current situation, does it mean that what she needs is the Shen family's?
Money?!”
"You will regret it." Hell is not ready to argue with Su Jingqin anymore.
It was just her words that he took to heart, and he had to admit that what she said made sense.
Although Qiao Simu would not say it out loud most of the time, in her heart she really pursued Su Jingqin as her goal.
In Qiao Simu's heart, Su Jingqin is like her belief.
If she were told that the person she was treating as a target, or even pursuing filial piety like a mother, was actually the culprit who had displaced her originally happy life, her world would probably collapse completely.
Can you bear to see her in pain and sorrow over this?
Hell narrowed his eyes and left.
As soon as I closed the door, I saw a person standing not far from the corridor.
Shen Qingyue saw Hell and stepped forward with a smile, "I know you."
Hell, I don’t want to give him a single look.
While waiting for the elevator in hell, Shen Qingyue persuaded: "I know your identity and what you have done before. I feel that if we work together, we will be invincible."
Shen Qingyue's face was filled with confidence.
She believes that as long as her identity is revealed, many people will want to cooperate with her.
Therefore, she is not able to cooperate with everyone, and she is also very discerning.
Hell was feeling unhappy, but this person still spoke to him in a condescending manner, which was really irritating.
"You? Cooperate with me? You are not qualified." Hell stated the facts in a cold voice.
Shen Qingyue's face suddenly darkened.
This damn boy dared to despise her for being so short.
It was his great honor that she could like him!
not qualified?
Huh! She must let him know who is asking whom to cooperate.
Shen Qingyue pretended to give up and passed by behind him, pretending to go home.
But the moment she walked behind him, she took out a gun from her bag and pointed it at Hell quickly.
But her gun had just been pointed at Hell, and before she could say anything, Hell turned sideways, raised her hands to hold Shen Qingyue's hands, and at the same time kicked Shen Qingyue's knees hard.
The speed was so fast that Shen Qingyue could not clearly see what Hell had done, nor could she react to what was happening in front of her. She only felt pain in her wrists and knees, so much that she had to kneel down.
Shen Qingyue frowned and was about to stand up when she found something pressing against her temple.
She turned her eyes slightly to the side and saw that the gun in her hand had reached Hell's hand. The muzzle of the gun was now pressed against her temple. Hell's finger had slowly pressed the trigger. With just a little more force, the bullet would be released.