Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

"She was one of the first batch of capitalists who came to Macau to build the gaming industry and was the king of the early underground casinos. She chose to give birth in Macau not because of the medical level in Macau, but because she has her roots here, and she came here to take refuge. .Unfortunately, I didn’t escape the pursuit of my enemies in the end.”

The stories extracted from the information obtained during these days are narrated through the girl's pink lips, during which it can be found out how noble and noble Qin Wan's name is in Macau.

The wind is cold, and there are waves beating against the rocks and the whistle of shipping ships not far away.

Qin Fengjiao looked at the girl in front of her, and murmured in disbelief: "How do you know..."

Moreover, he knew it so clearly.

Qin Qing smiled, and there seemed to be a flash of light on her exquisite and beautiful face, "This is fate, God asked me to come here to explore the truth."

In this rebirth, she went round and round just to let her recognize her own life experience, and to untie the knot that she could not see clearly in the future in her previous life.

"Then Fengyue, is it you..." Qin Fengjiao was no longer sure what she was thinking in her heart, because the girl's aura was too similar to her master's, it seemed that killing people could happen between talking and laughing.

"No." Qin Qing gave a negative answer without any hesitation, and then told the whole story, including Zhou Yunfei, the gambling king, and Feng Yan.

After Qin Fengjiao finished digesting the series of news, her expression was still dull. It took a long time to straighten out the logic with difficulty, and said, "So, you mean, Zhou Yunfei went to the hospital not to kill the master, but to save people? After so many years It's been a misunderstanding all along? The real murderer is the king of gambling?"

When the last question was uttered, she looked strange.

Qin Qing didn't let go of this detail, and covered the whistling wind around her and said, "I can't make a conclusion about the misunderstanding between my mother and Zhou Yunfei, but Feng Yue is the hand of the gambling king, that's for sure. This time Reporting anonymously is probably also his strategy."

"No, he won't treat you like this." Qin Fengjiao retorted suddenly, realizing that she was too emotional and her expression froze.

"Aunt Feng Jiao, why are you so sure?" Qin Qing suppressed the darkness in her eyes and said softly.

Qin Fengjiao also knew that she was showing her feet, so she sighed softly and smiled wryly, "Little master, you don't have to test me anymore. Since you have investigated to this point, I don't need to lie to you anymore. The king of gambling, that is, Fan Hong, he will not betray your mother, let alone harm you."

This sounded a bit interesting. It would be understandable to say that Fan Hong would not do more harm to Qin Wan, but she was just a junior who had never met before, so how could she get such a great honor.

Qin Qing frowned.

In the next second, Qin Fengjiao raised his hand, gently caressed her side face, and smiled in a trance, "Master has been refusing to tell who that man is, and the heir of unknown origin has suffered a lot of criticism in the family. , but she finally chose to come to Macau to give birth to you. For so many years, I have always wanted to see who you look like when you grow up. Your facial features and temperament are exactly the same as your master, but at some moments, I feel that you like someone else..."

Late at night is like a mass of insoluble ink, depressing people's hearts in the dry and cold winter. On the winding mountain road halfway up the mountain, a sports car galloped between the mountain road and the dry jungle, the red headlights left traces like a flash of lightning, and the roar of the motor seemed like a giant beast roaring in the mountains Roar.

At exactly eleven o'clock, the sports car drove into the Fan's compound.

The light in the living room was still on, projected from the floor-to-ceiling windows, covered with a layer of light and shadow, and a figure could be vaguely seen sitting on the sofa.

When Qin Qing entered the door, she bumped into Fan Jingyu who was drunk and went downstairs to find hangover soup.

"Hehe, I really treat this place as my own home. I can come and go whenever I want. Even I know that the door is closed before eleven o'clock, but Ms. Lu is quite airy." He was red, walking crookedly to the girl's side, and was chilled by the expressionless face and the cold air of the other party, and yelled endlessly, "Who are you showing this sad face? No father to fish it out, how many people have been alarmed when you come out with this shit, why are you dissatisfied with such a big scene!"

He lost the game in the morning, he was already depressed, but he ran to the nightclub and heard that the old man went to the police station to find someone for a few minutes before he went to the nightclub. The heir was greatly stimulated. He drank until he couldn't find Bei and then returned home.

However, the girl in front of her was obviously in a bad mood. She smelled alcohol all over her body, so she stretched out her hand and pushed her away, and walked into the living room.

Fan Jingyu staggered and bumped into the cue barrel, his elbow was so painful, the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed and rushed upwards, "Damn, you dare to be arrogant here, I can't kill you."

As he spoke, he picked up a cue and aimed it at the girl's head and was about to swing it.

The girl continued to walk forward, as if she was unaware of the movement behind her. Just as the cue was about to be swung up, a teacup suddenly came from the sofa in the living room and swept past her with lightning speed. Before the girl's eyes, it slammed on the forehead of the murderer behind him with a slap.

Fan Jingyu's face was poured with scalding hot tea in a teacup made of ceramics, and the wool carpet that had just been replaced suffered another catastrophe.

"...Dad!" Fan Jingyu was so hot that he dropped the club in his hand, covered his head and cried out in pain, then raised his eyes to see the silver-white hair on the sofa, and couldn't help but stare in surprise.

From childhood to adulthood, let alone beating and scolding, Fan Hong has always loved this son who inherited his excellent genes. Not once.

This is the first time, and it's for an outsider!

"Shame on you, go back upstairs." Fan Hong didn't even look back when he threw the teacup just now. The superb gambling skills he cultivated on the gaming table can be seen. Now that his back is turned to the two people, he can't see his expression clearly. Who the sentence is aimed at, but they all know it well.

Full of resentment, Fan Jingyu gave the girl a hard look, then turned and went upstairs, and stopped drinking the hangover soup.

And Qin Qing kept walking, walked to the sofa and sat down, the heat from the fireplace dispelled the cold, but her face was still not good-looking.

"Jingyu is spoiled, don't mind Miss Lu." Fan Hong thought she was upset, and said to her with a smile: "I have already sought justice for you for the grievances you suffered at the police station today."