In front of Yan Qing Zhou, Xiang Bei placed the painting along with the other two into the electronic moisture-proof box at the back of the wardrobe.

Yan Qing Zhou felt his heart ache as he looked at it, "North of the city, west of the city, there's a room specially used for collecting calligraphy and painting antiques. Listen to me, move over."

"No. Although I don't like it here, this is my home after all. I still have to come back, and I have a share in this." Xiang Bei silently added in his heart: No one can take it away from me!

Yan Qing Zhou hugged the depressed little girl into his arms and said seriously: "Don't believe them, your mother is not a third party. Back then, your mother and father freely dated each other. Furthermore, the one to the south is only three months younger than you, so everyone knows who is the third person. "

Xiang Bei held tightly onto Yan Qing Zhou's clothes: "I hate him, I just hate him, hate him."

Other than Uncle Kun, there was not a single old man in the family; everything was said by Liu Qian Ru. That person, her biological father, had allowed that woman to slander her mother without sparing even the dead.

So, how could she let them go?

A trace of coldness flashed past Yan Qing Zhou's eyes. It seemed that some people did not understand the situation.

Xiang Bei quickly sorted out her emotions and asked in bewilderment, "Who exactly is it? Qingzhou, I want to go find …"

Yan Qing Zhou knew what she was going to say, so he said, "Obediently go to school, I will investigate everything thoroughly."

Yan Qing Zhou was very strong, from young, she could handle anything and everything. When she heard him say that, Xiang Bei was no longer conflicted, "When you find out, you must tell me, I cannot take these things for free. What I should return, I must pay."

"Good girl." Her mesmerising peach blossom eyes looked at Xiang Bei, "Bei Bei, has something special happened to you recently?"

Xiang Bei's heart skipped a beat. Did QingZhou know something? She must not know what happened that night.

Xiang Bei clearly knew how much Yan Qing Zhou valued him.

Actually, the Yan Clan did not have any relationship with Xiang Da Hai, and the person who had a relationship with the Yan Clan was the Wen Family, so this matter had been going on for a long time.

It could be said that they were all peaches in the world. Yan Qing Zhou's father, Yan Zhi Xuan, was Elder Wen's first batch of disciples. It was just that since the Yan Clan was a merchant, Yan Qing Zhou's father only treated painting as a hobby.

However, Yan Zhi Xuan had a very good relationship with Xiang Bei's mother and uncle Wen Jingjing. It was said that Yan Zhi Xuan had also pursued gentleness before. However, Xiang Bei did not know about the matters of the older generation. Yan Qing Zhou was only listening to one or two of their parents every time they quarreled, so he did not know if it was true or false.

Xiang Bei was practically brought up by her aunt Lin Fei, only until four years ago, when her uncle had to go abroad to cultivate and work hard did her family return home.

At that time, Lin Fei had wanted to bring Xiang Bei along, but unfortunately, Xiang Da Hai had not agreed.

Before leaving, Lin Fei entrusted Xiang Bei to Yan Qing Zhou. From then on, Yan Qing Zhou was even more concerned about Xiang Bei, in Song Miao's words, he really wanted to give the entire world to him.

So hearing the meaning behind Yan Qing Zhou's words, how could Xiang Bei dare to speak the truth?

"Nope." Xiang Bei avoided Yan Qing Zhou's gaze and turned around, poking at a pot of Butterfly Flower.

Yan Qing Zhou did not continue, and affectionately rubbed the top of her head: "It's good that you haven't, you have to tell me if there's anything else. "Oh yeah, I went to see your uncle not long ago. They have plans to return home."

"Really?" Xiang Bei jumped in joy and quickly called Lin Fei. Seeing her happy look, Yan Qing Zhou's eyes were filled with gentleness.

Inside the ancient fortress, Luo Lie looked at the information he had gathered, especially the picture at the top. He deeply felt that if he were to enter Mister's house today, he would not be able to come out alive.

The main characters in the photo were none other than Xiang Bei and Yan Qing Zhou. The two of them held hands and looked at each other. The young miss had such a mysterious gaze that even Luo Lie was unable to continue watching.