Qiu Xing’s expression distorted with anger and he put down his phone. “What exactly do you want to say?”

“I want to say that even if you don’t think you will live long and you’re in a rush, don’t use the method of cultivating seedlings to urge Feng Qinglin to grow.” Xie Yang smiled at Qiu Xing and raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t I still here? Even if you don’t live long, I will continue to teach Feng Qinglin.”

The anger on Qiu Xing’s face suddenly disappeared and he frowned slightly at Xie Yang. After a while, he leaned back in his seat and sneered, “You? You are four years younger than Qinglin.”

“Yet I’ve lived for 20 years knowing good and bad.” 

“So the fact that you used to be obedient and cowardly at home was all an act?”

Xie Yang took advantage of the situation for his own benefit. “It was only a survival method.”

Qiu Xing sneered again before falling silent. He stopped talking. Xie Yang also became quiet. Their car was driving toward the Rongding Building when Qiu Xing suddenly opened his mouth. “Go to Yang Xing.”

Zhou Miao turned the steering wheel. 

Qiu Xing glanced sideways at Xie Yang. “Xie Yang, I don’t know where you learned about the Qiu and Feng families and I don’t want to pursue this issue. I just want to ask you. Do you understand what you just said and what it stands for?”

Xie Yang stared steadily at Qiu Xing and replied, “It means that I will always stand in your camp and unconditionally support you. Your enemy is my enemy. What you want to do is what I will do. Qiu Xing, in order to survive, you don’t know how hard I’ll fight.”

Qiu Xing laughed. First, it was a hum and then it grew louder and louder. The more he laughed, the more blood flowed into his face. After a while, he stopped laughing and looked at Xie Yang again. He retracted his gaze and stated, “Xie Yang, remember what you said today.”

The car stopped at the Yang Xing Building and Xie Yang got off. 

“When did you arrive at the sanatorium?”

Xie Yang’s footsteps paused as he glanced back at Qiu Xing in the car. “This morning.” It seemed like he inadvertently looked at the driver’s window. Zhou Miao’s hands tensed with fright. Qiu Xing nodded to show his understanding. He raised the window and signaled for Zhou Miao to drive. Zhou Miao was quietly relieved.

The car stopped at Rongding’s parking lot.

“When did he come?” 

Zhou Miao was shocked. He carefully looked in the rearview mirror at Qiu Xing’s abnormally calm expression and was worried for a while. Then he replied, “T-Today…”

“Think clearly.”

Zhou Miao choked as he wondered whether to choose between the big devil or the little devil. In the end, he chose the big devil. “Yesterday. The little boss waited for you in the car until 11 o’clock and then he followed me to my room to rest—”

Qiu Xing looked cold. 

Zhou Miao quickly added, “I slept on the floor! I slept on the floor! I went to bed early and woke up late. I didn’t see anything, I swear!”

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