The blind boss's nanny

Every time Qin Jianguo got completely drunk, he would transform into a savage beast. He would rain blows on him and his mother with his fists, belts, and anything else he could grab.

Accompanying the beatings were vile insults—"slut," "bastard," "who-knows-where trash"...

After her younger brother Qin Xin was born, her mother's life seemed to improve slightly. But all the hatred and violence were then concentrated on Qin Xiu.

Qin Jianguo only doted on Qin Xin, and his gaze toward Qin Xiu was always filled with disdain and disgust.

His mother would secretly wipe his wounds late at night, silently shedding tears. Finally, on a night of equal despair, she placed a small wad of money, which she had secretly saved for a long time, into his hand, her voice hoarse:

"Go...go far away and never come back. Mom is sorry..."

Before leaving, young Qin Xiu gripped his mother's hand tightly, his eyes red, and asked the question that had weighed on them for years:

"Mom...am I...am I that person's child?"

The mother simply shook her head in despair, tears streaming down her face.

That became the last time the mother and son saw each other.

Not long after, he received the devastating news that his mother had committed suicide by drowning.

From then on, his hometown became a blood-red hell he dared not look back at, and the word "father" to him was nothing but a mark of violence and shame.

The study was deathly silent, with only the rustling of the wind through the treetops outside the window and Lu Tingzhou's suppressed, heavy breathing.

Qin Xiu remained silent, but that silence was filled with the intense pain and darkness that had been building up for more than twenty years.

His hand, tucked into his pocket, clutched tightly the photograph of his mother—the only piece of driftwood in a vast sea of ​​suffering.

Lu Tingzhao's eyes were cold and clear, like a hawk circling in the dark night sky, aloof and arrogant, exuding an overwhelming aura. He no longer beat around the bush, pressing the sharpest blade directly against Qin Xiu's heart:

"You've been lying in wait by my side for years, meticulously planning every step, finally gaining my trust. That day... you bribed that truck driver and orchestrated that 'accident' at the intersection I always pass by. Qin Xiu, your goal has always been clear... you want me dead."

Qin Xiu's shoulders trembled violently.

Lu Tingzhou silently gritted his teeth, his fingertips digging deeply into his palms. He let out a cold, extremely disdainful laugh, and slammed the last, and most significant, piece of evidence onto the table in front of Qin Xiu!

It was a bank receipt. It clearly showed that Qin Xiu had transferred a huge sum of money to the family of the driver who caused the accident through complicated overseas channels.

The paper slid across the smooth tabletop and finally came to rest within Qin Xiu's reach.

"The evidence is irrefutable!"

Lu Tingzhou's voice trembled slightly.

"Qin Xiu, now that things have come to this, what the hell do you have to explain?! Huh?!"

Qin Xiu's gaze slowly fell on that crucial piece of evidence. It bore his signature, the path he had personally followed, and the undeniable traces of his actions.

He closed his eyes briefly, as if exhausting the last bit of strength in his body. When he opened them again, all that remained in his eyes was a desolate stillness.

He took a deep breath, with a resolute air of despair, and finally, facing those eyes that had once trusted him but now coldly scrutinized him, he uttered two words weighing a ton:

"...It's me."

"it's me."

Two words, falling lightly.

The air seemed to freeze completely, even breathing sounded as if it were frozen.

Lu Tingzhou's anger froze, transforming into a chilling sense of utter betrayal. Lu Tingzhao remained standing, his posture ramrod straight, but the aura emanating from him had plummeted to freezing point.

All the suspicions, probing, and investigations were finally put to rest by the person involved.

Outside the window, in the trees.

Lu Tingxi felt all the blood rush to her head in an instant, only to recede completely in the next second! Her ears were ringing, her vision blurred, and the world spun around her!

Her fingernails, gripping the tree trunk, almost dug into the bark, barely managed to keep herself from falling.

Lu Xingyuan, who was standing to the side, was also stunned, his face turning deathly pale. But his first reaction was not to be shocked by Qin Xiu's crime, but to quickly turn his head to look at his sister beside him.

He saw that Lu Tingxi's face was completely drained of color, his lips were trembling slightly, and his eyes were frighteningly empty, as if something inside them... had shattered.

Lu Xingyuan's heart clenched, and he cautiously tugged at Lu Tingxi's sleeve, his voice trembling with fear and tears:

"Sis...Sis! Let's...let's not listen anymore, okay? I...I don't think there's anything good to hear down there...Let's go back, okay?"

He tried to force a reassuring smile, but it looked worse than crying.

Lu Tingxi seemed not to have heard at all. She came to her senses, her eyes flashing with determination.

The next second, disregarding the danger, she used both hands and feet to slip down the not-so-short tree in a disheveled but swift manner!

The rough branches scratched her palms, leaving several bloody marks that stung and caused warm liquid to well up, but she didn't care at all.

"sister!!"

Lu Xingyuan was terrified and jumped down immediately. He stumbled upon landing but didn't care. He hurriedly chased after him, his voice filled with worry and fear.

"My dear sister! Where are you going?! Your hand is bleeding! Let's go and treat the wound first, okay?"

Lu Tingxi didn't turn around, his back stiff, and walked quickly toward the path on the side of the main house. His steps were messy but unusually firm, as if he wanted to escape this world crushed by cruel truth, or as if he was going to another battlefield.

The blood from her palm dripped onto the cobblestone path, leaving glaring red marks.

Qin Xiu's straightforward admission of the charge of hiring a hitman surprised both the Lu brothers.

Instead of denying or arguing as expected, he resigned himself to his fate and gave up resistance.

But it was precisely this "satisfaction" that made the cloud of doubt in their hearts not only fail to dissipate, but instead become even thicker.

This is precisely why they didn't choose to call the police directly, but instead brought Qin Xiu back to the manor for this private "interrogation".

There are still some key issues that have not been addressed by this superficial "confession".

Lu Tingzhao quickly presented the first paradox:

"Then why... at the last moment, did you risk your own life to save me?"