"Why?" Qin Wushuang asked subconsciously.

"Because her brother wasn't doing his job, he deserved to die," Ah San continued. "As a man, he actually raped a young girl, got her pregnant, and then violently aborted her, causing heavy bleeding. A young life ended there."

"A lot of people know about this. You can find out by asking around."

"This kind of person really deserves death." Qin Wushuang agreed deeply, "But as her biological sister, it can be considered as sacrificing one's own family for the greater good."

"Young Master, if you do something wrong, you must be punished. No one can escape. Justice may be late, but it will never be absent. What is due will always come."

"Yeah!" Qin Wushuang nodded. "It's better to kill one of our own than to let an outsider kill us. At least we can save some face."

"Young Master, you are right."

"By the way, Ah San, this Miss Long has taken the position of family head at such a young age. What about the previous generation?"

Qin Wushuang asked doubtfully, "After all, isn't it too early to be in charge of the family when you're only in your twenties?"

"Old Master Long had a keen eye for talent and was very discerning. He chose his granddaughter and gave her the position of head of the family before he passed away. He didn't pass it down to the next generation, but passed it down to the next generation."

"Judging from the development in the past two or three years, Miss Long has lived up to the old man's expectations and training. He chose the right person." Asan praised her endlessly, and every word was a compliment.

"It's just a pity that she is disabled."

"But since the master was able to arrange a marriage between the young master and Miss Long, he certainly doesn't care about this. Who knows, the young master might even be able to cure her."

"How many years has she been disabled?" Qin Wushuang asked casually.

"At least twenty years."

Qin Wushuang: “…”

It has been twenty years and I still haven’t been able to cure it. How could I have the ability to do that?

The Long family has such a high status in the country and is so rich that they must have hired many famous doctors to treat her illness. She had to find someone to treat her at that time. The fact that she is still disabled now means that her legs are basically useless and there is no hope of recovery.

Around noon, the two arrived at the Long family. When they arrived at the gate, they showed the invitation directly, and the servants politely took them into the courtyard.

It seems that all people of status in the capital live in courtyard houses, which is a symbol of status, and the Long family is no exception.

After all, this is a dream that is out of reach for the poor.

Land is extremely expensive in Beijing, and the land prices are ridiculously high. If you don't spend more than ten billion yuan, you can't buy a courtyard house like this.

The Long family is a large family, and the place where they live is extremely large, with hundreds of people inside and outside, or even more.

Even tens of billions may not be enough.

Qin Wushuang followed the servants and turned left and right until he came to the back garden. This was a good place with beautiful scenery, rockery and flowing water, which was pleasing to the eye.

As soon as I entered the back garden, I heard the beautiful sound of a piano, which was really enjoyable.

The melody was undulating, crisp and pleasant. As I walked, I saw the girl playing the piano. She was wearing an ancient Chinese costume that fit her perfectly, as if it was tailor-made. Her hair was tied up and hung down, black and smooth.

Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her eyes are like autumn water, and her cherry lips are a little red. This woman has a classical beauty in her appearance. With the guqin and clothes, she seems to have traveled to ancient times.

She has a slim figure, and even though she is wearing loose Hanfu, it is not difficult to see that she has a first-class figure.

The woman sat in a wheelchair, her ten fingers dancing back and forth between the strings, she jumped for joy non-stop, the music lingering in her ears for three days.

After about three minutes, the piano music stopped and the fingers calmed down.

"Pa pa pa!" Qin Wushuang applauded him.

The woman looked up, a flash of surprise crossed her eyes at first, but then disappeared and she returned to her composure.

That flash of strange color was so fast that it was captured accurately by Qin Wushuang.

At the same time, Qin Wushuang also frowned, with an inexplicable feeling in his heart, as if he knew her, as if he had seen her before, but when he searched all the characters in his mind, he was sure that he had never seen her before.

So strange.

Did they meet in a dream? Or were they involved in a past life?

"Mr. Qin, I apologize for not welcoming you in person." The woman clasped her hands together and smiled. She spoke directly, with extraordinary bearing and great composure.

"Miss Long is joking."

"Sit!" The woman waved her arm.

"Okay!" Qin Wushuang was not polite and sat opposite the woman. They were separated by a round table, about two meters apart, and a faint fragrance filled his nose.

This is a daughter's scent, not a perfume or spice.

Qin Wushuang could still judge this.

"It's noon now, let's eat and talk at the same time, so as not to let the guests get hungry."

"The guest should follow the host's wishes. I will do whatever you arrange." Qin Wushuang didn't care. Anything was fine.

He doesn't have so many things to do and so many rules.

"Pa pa pa, serve the food." The woman clapped her hands and shouted.

The two of them did not move and stayed in the back garden. It was a nice place and the scenery alone was incomparable to that inside the house.

Qin Wushuang likes it.

"Young Master, you eat here first. I'll go somewhere else to get something to eat." Asan whispered in his ear.

He knew his own identity, so how could he have a meal with the young master? They were visiting outside, not at home.

Besides, they are a couple, don’t I feel redundant here?

Asan doesn't want to be such a big light bulb.

"Okay." Qin Wushuang nodded without changing his expression.

"Third Master, just sit here. We in the Long family don't care about so many things." The woman said politely.

"No need, you can talk to my young master." Asan refused.

"Okay, I won't force you, Xiaoyue."

"Here." The maid beside the woman responded.

"Take the Third Master to the cafeteria and follow the highest standards," the woman instructed.

The phrase "highest standard" shows how much the Long family values ​​him. The servants gave Qin Wushuang enough face by treating him in this way.

"Yes!" The maid moved her feet, "Third Master, please follow me."

"Okay." The two left.

Wine and food were served continuously, all of them were delicacies from mountains and seas, everything that ran on the land, swam in the sea, and flew in the sky. A stone table was filled to the brim.

The two jars of daughter's red wine weighed about ten pounds. When the dusty lids were opened, the aroma of the wine filled the air, rich and mellow, making one salivate.

There is a saying that good wine needs no bush, and its aroma can spread for miles.

The wine was poured, and the woman raised the glass, "Master Qin, I toast you."

"Come." Qin Wushuang said heroically.

The two of them drank it all in one gulp, finishing three cups in a row.

Miss Long's every move reveals the spirit of the underworld, and she is generous and magnanimous. Who wouldn't like such a woman? They can all be brothers. Her personality is very likable.

"Miss Long, you have a good alcohol tolerance."

"Young Master Qin is not bad either."

"Eat some vegetables."

The two of them didn't say anything in the beginning, just polite words, it was just a simple contact.

After three rounds of wine, the dishes have five flavors.

"Young Master Qin made a big move as soon as he came to the capital. I admire him very much." The woman sighed.

"Miss Long, you're joking. These are just minor incidents, not worth mentioning."