Qi Guangyao was stunned by the question. The book on the table was one he had just opened in a hurry. How could he know what was written on that page?

Qu Jingyun was furious when she saw his dull look. He couldn't even lie to make up for it. How could he have inherited any of her intelligence?

But then she thought, what big thing could a clumsy man like him accomplish behind her back?

Thinking of this, Qu Jingyun was not as nervous as when he first entered the door.

She slammed the book on the table and scolded:

"You can't even tell a lie properly, and why don't you tell me the truth about what bad things you did hiding in the room just now?!"

Qi Guangyao's face flushed red, he pursed his lips and said nothing, obviously wanting to use silence to resist Qu Jingyun's questioning.

"Okay! No talking, huh?!"

The anger in Qu Jingyun's heart was ignited. She was already worried enough about Qi Mingyuan, but she didn't expect that the son she had raised for eighteen years would also start to go against her.

"Do you think I can't do anything to you if you don't say anything? Just wait!"

Qu Jingyun's eyes quickly swept across the room and soon fell on Qi Guangyao's bed.

Although the quilt on the bed was folded at the foot of the bed, it was obviously folded crookedly, and it didn't look like it had been tidied by the servants at home.

The bed sheet looked uneven, with several wrinkles in the middle.

She looked back suspiciously at Qi Guangyao again, and sure enough, she saw him looking towards the bed in panic. Then she looked at his messy hair...

A bad premonition flashed through Qu Jingyun's mind.

She suddenly took two big steps to Qi Guangyao's bed, and before he could react, she grabbed the pillow and quilt on his bed and shook them violently.

The next second, a book fell out from the scattered quilt.

Seeing this, Qi Guangyao rushed over and tried to grab the book, but Qu Jingyun was faster and grabbed the book in one go. He took a closer look and was immediately furious.

The cover is covered in yellow with black words, and it clearly says "Jin Ping Mei"!

Even though Qu Jingyun had only been to school for a few years, she could recognize these words.

It turned out that when she was at the Du family, Du Anping often used this book to harass her. At first, he pretended to teach her how to read, but during the teaching he began to touch her, and the content of the book was even more disgusting.

She never dreamed that she would find such a book in Qi Guangyao's room.

“You! You…”

Qu Jingyun clenched the book in one hand and pointed at Qi Guangyao with the other hand, unable to utter a word for a long time. She was so angry that her fingertips were shaking.

"Where did you get these filthy things?!"

Qi Guangyao was so ashamed that he lowered his head almost into his stomach, as if he wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it. How could he have the face to answer?

Qu Jingyun was so angry that she picked up the book and smashed it hard at Qi Guangyao, tearing it as she went along. She then crumpled the torn pieces into a ball and threw them at Qi Guangyao's face.

"You good-for-nothing! I sent you to the best school, just for you to see this filth?! Is that all you think about all day?!"

She smashed and cursed until the book in her hand was torn into pieces. She had to stop panting until her arms were exhausted.

At this time, Qi Guangyao had been hit so hard by her that he squatted in a pile of paper scraps on the ground, burying his head between his legs and crying.

Seeing that he could only cry like a loser, Qu Jingyun became even more angry. However, he could no longer beat him. He could only kick him to the ground and cursed him, pointing at his nose:

"You still have the nerve to cry? If you have the guts, cry louder and lure your dad up here so he can see what his good son is looking at with the door closed?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Qi Guangyao's crying suddenly became much quieter, and only his shoulders were seen shaking constantly. It was obvious that he was afraid of attracting his father again.

Qu Jingyun felt a sharp pain in her temples. She was afraid that if she looked at Qi Guangyao any longer, her blood vessels would burst. She could only throw the remaining pages of the book in her hand at Qi Guangyao's head with anger.

"Burn all these filthy things of yours! If I see you again, I'll break your hands!"

She said this, suppressed her anger and slammed the door and left.

After waiting for five minutes, Qi Guangyao, with tears all over his face, looked up and got up from the ground. He silently picked up the scraps of paper on the ground and threw them into the metal trash can. Then he took out a pack of matches from his trouser pocket, struck one and threw it in.

Seeing the flames burning more and more vigorously, Qi Guangyao remained silent, his face flickering in the firelight.

He waited until all the remaining pages in the trash can were reduced to ashes before he straightened up as if coming to his senses. He slowly walked to the wardrobe in the corner of the room and knocked on the door.

"People are gone, come out."

......

In the darkness of the night, a train blew its whistle and sped forward across the vast plain.

The dim and narrow train carriage was overcrowded, and the aisle was piled with all kinds of miscellaneous items carried by the passengers. There was no place to even stand. Two agile young men managed to climb onto the luggage rack, but they were discovered by the conductor and kicked down after a while.

In the corner, a dozen chickens and ducks were fluttering around in a narrow bamboo cage. Next to them were piled up snakeskin bags, bulging and emitting a smell of grain. Their owners were leaning against the pile of snakeskin bags, and could even fall asleep while standing.

The entire carriage was filled with an indescribable mixed smell, the smell of human sweat, poultry, and food all intertwined together. The sounds of people talking, children crying, animals calling, and the rhythmic clanging of the train made it difficult to fall asleep.

Shao Jingque squeezed into a seat by the window, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes staring blankly at the tree trunks outside the window that were constantly retreating. The fields under the moonlight seemed particularly quiet, like two different worlds compared to the crowded and noisy carriage.

The young soldier sitting next to her tried hard to hold on to the table to steady his body, and tried his best to prevent the passengers sitting outside from squeezing in. After all, the seat that was originally meant for three people was already occupied by four people.

Seeing that Shao Jingque was still awake, the young soldier thought she was unaccustomed to the harsh conditions of the hard-seat train compartment and explained with some regret:

"I'm sorry, sister-in-law, we were in a hurry and couldn't buy a sleeper ticket for this train. I'm sorry you've been inconvenienced along the way."

"But we still have to try to rest. After all, after getting off the train, we still have to change several more trains to get to the headquarters. How can we travel if we don't rest well?"

Shao Jingque came back to his senses and smiled gratefully at the little soldier:

"I'm not wronged. It's my own decision to take this train. I'm very grateful that you helped me buy the ticket. Thank you."

Yao Wenbin had originally applied to the military district for a jeep to take her to Henan Province. However, when Shao Jingque heard that most of the roads had been destroyed by heavy rain and they would need to take a detour for at least a week to reach the headquarters, she immediately and decisively chose to take the train and then transfer, so that they could reach their destination within three days at the fastest.

The little soldier blushed, scratched his head and was about to speak when he suddenly heard a scream from the other end of the carriage -