Quick Wear: Boss, she won again by doing nothing

Chapter 806: Not convinced? Kill him (26)

Xing Rong narrowed his eyes slightly, as if in deep thought, and stared at Zhou Qi thoughtfully.

She didn't rush to check the report, but carefully put it away. Then she hesitated a little and said in a nonchalant tone, "I don't have many friends anyway. My mother passed away, so it doesn't matter whether I live or die. I saved you just to accumulate good karma for myself. Maybe I can be with my mother in my next life."

As soon as she finished speaking, the three men present showed varying degrees of shock and astonishment in their eyes.

What Xing Rong said was true. The original owner had indeed never made any close friends since childhood.

Since kindergarten, her classmates would laugh at her for being a bastard without a father. In elementary school, she was bullied by her classmates, and Xue Yi always stepped in to solve the problem. Even after transferring to another school, the same thing happened again.

After finally reaching junior high school where everyone begins to have the ability to think and act independently, it has become the original owner's nightmare.

The reason why the original owner did not become twisted, dark and cowardly was all thanks to Xue Yi's good teaching. Even though she was busy with work every day, he would take good care of her.

Therefore, for the original owner, Xue Yi was her everything.

Xiaowei suddenly reminded softly in his mind: Xiaoxingxing, Zhou Silin and Lin Tan are secretly plotting in the kitchen how to deal with you!

Xing Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and then he turned to Tian Jie behind him and said, "Xiao Tian, go to the kitchen and get me a glass of milk. I'm a little thirsty."

Tian Jie's thoughts were suddenly pulled back by Xing Rong's voice. He looked at Zhou Qi, and after getting Zhou Qi's consent, he slowly left the study.

Seeing this, Zhou Qi simply asked Zheng Hu to leave as well, leaving him alone to chat with Xing Rong.

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"Why do you look so absent-minded?" Xing Rong gently tugged at Tian Jie's clothes and looked up at him with a smile in his eyes.

Tian Jie looked like he was troubled. He held the handle of his wheelchair tightly and stared ahead with empty eyes, as if he had lost his soul, until Xing Rong's call brought him back from his trance.

He shook his head slightly and said softly: "No... I just have some resistance to this kind of occasion."

He tugged at the tie around his neck uncomfortably, as if it was a shackle that bound his freedom. He moved his body, which was tightly wrapped in the suit, slightly and met Xing Rong's gentle gaze, but his eyes dimmed involuntarily.

Tian Jie asked hesitantly, "Sister Xiaoqi... I see that you don't seem to like occasions like this, so why did you come?"

He raised his eyes and glanced at the banquet hall. The crystal chandelier was like a brilliant galaxy, refracting dazzling light from 28,000 crystals, which flowed on the gilded frame of the authentic famous painting.

The air was filled with the rich aroma of white truffles and Dom Perignon champagne. The waiters were like elegant dancers, wearing white gloves and moving among the crowd with silver plates. The French foie gras on the porcelain plates was carefully carved into the shape of roses, and the caviar shone like black pearls on the crushed ice.

Celebrities and upper-class people naturally gathered together, toasting each other, the sound of glasses clinking together was like a pleasant symphony, and they exchanged inside information from all walks of life with each other.

If she liked it here, she wouldn't have let him bring her to this secluded corner.

Xing Rong sighed lightly and said helplessly: "I don't like it, but... there is nothing I can do." The charity gala was the highlight of the original owner's story, and she couldn't miss it.

She glanced around boredly at this hypocritical world of fame and fortune. Not far away, Zhou Silin's family was chatting and laughing with a few people she didn't know.

Tian Jie lowered his head and stared at the top of her head, recalling the scene when she stayed alone to talk with Zhou Qi, and the words he accidentally heard when he went to the kitchen later... He didn't know why, but his heart felt like it was being pressed down by a heavy stone, and he felt depressed.

I thought they would spend the night quietly like this, but I didn't expect someone to come and say hello to Xing Rong.

"Xue Xiaoqi, what are you doing here?" Xu Muyue, wearing high heels and holding a glass of champagne, strolled in front of Xing Rong, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Hello Miss Xu, thank you for the bowl of soup you gave me that day." Xing Rong had a faint smile on his face. He did not answer her question, but politely expressed his gratitude to Xu Muyue.