Qinghua Country, slum area on the outskirts of Hai City.

A woman wearing a long black down jacket, black trousers, and black sneakers, carrying a backpack on her back and holding a basket in front of her, trudged through the half-meter-deep snow, following the footprints she left when she came.

Two hours later, Bi Qiaoan's skinny black paws were numb from the cold. Trembling, he put down the frame and backpack, reached into his pocket to take out the key, but his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't open the door.

Bi Qiaoan put his hands over his mouth and blew out a breath, then took his hands away and rubbed them together. After about five or six minutes, his hands slowly regained consciousness and he turned the door lock.

This is a brick house, about 20 square meters, with only a cabinet and a bed, two thin quilts on the bed, one for the cover and one for the bed. There is a coal stove under the bed, but it is burning wood.

Bi Qiaoan took the frame and backpack back to the house and placed them in the corner. They were filled with branches he had just found in the mountains.

She first took out two branches and threw them into the stove, then moved three bricks from under the bed and piled them next to the stove.

Then he sat on the bricks, warmed himself by the fire, and daydreamed.

"Qiao An, open the door!" There was a knock on the door, waking up Bi Qiao An who was in a daze.

Bi Qiaoan sighed, slowly stood up and opened the door, and asked in a not-so-friendly tone: "Why are you here again? Can you not come?"

The man ignored Bi Qiaoan and squeezed in through the crack of the door. He put the cloth bag in his hand against the wall, feeling the almost the same temperature inside and outside the house, and said in a bad tone: "Bi Qiaoan, is this your backbone? It's been two years, how long are you going to stay here?"

"This is my home. Where else can I go if not here?"

A bitter smile appeared on Bi Qiaoan's lips, and the corners of his eyes felt a little sour. He felt tears beginning to flow out of his eyes uncontrollably. Bi Qiaoan turned sideways calmly so as not to let the man see his expression.

"Qiao An, is this really your home? I don't need to remind you what kind of life you led before. Do you really need to ruin yourself like this?

Qiao An, come home with me, I still have your room reserved for you, don't worry, I will treat you well!" The man's tone was full of affection, he walked behind Qiao An, stretched out his hands and hugged Qiao An into his arms.

"Xiao Fei, please let me go. You are already married and I am fine here."

Bi Qiaoan pried open the hands that were wrapped around her waist, broke free from Xiao Fei's embrace, stretched out her hands and said, "Xiao Fei, look at me, these hands are probably worse than chicken claws.

Look at my face again, and if I say I’m 35 now, people will believe it, right?

"Xiao Fei, you have no shortage of women around you, why do you come to me?"

What's the point? Do you feel at ease? Haha!

Xiao Fei pursed his lips tightly, looking at Bi Qiaoan's old and haggard face with a hint of complexity, "What can I want? I just want you to live a better life!"

"I'd be better off without you!"

After hearing this, Xiao Fei was not angry. He walked to the corner and took out the things he brought from the bag one by one.

"Qiao An, I brought you a lot of food, including rice, noodles, peanuts, and potatoes.

Look, I brought you a bag of sugar and half a bag of charcoal. Don't go to the mountains anymore. It's too cold in minus thirty degrees. Use these for now."

Seeing that Bi Qiaoan didn't say anything, Xiao Fei walked over and hugged Bi Qiaoan into his arms, sighed and said, "Look at you, how come you are still so thin after all the food I sent you in the past two years?

Even if you don't want to go with me, you can't go without food. Don't worry, I can support you.

Eat as much of these as you want, and come find me when you’re done. I’ll keep your bedroom for you, and no one else will be allowed to stay there.”

Without waiting for Bi Qiaoan to struggle and refuse, Xiao Fei let go of Bi Qiaoan and said, "I'm leaving first. I'll come to see you next time!"

Bi Qiaoan stood there and watched Xiao Fei leave. Behind him were two people who looked like bodyguards.

This has been the case for the past two years, and Bi Qiaoan doesn't know how Xiao Fei became a key protected person.

Bi Qiaoan didn't close the door. He sat on the bed blankly, waiting for someone.

In less than half an hour, a beautiful woman wearing a purple mink coat and high leather boots ran in angrily and reached out to hit Bi Qiaoan in the face.

Bi Qiaoan dodged, but two people came in and subdued Bi Qiaoan and tied his hands behind his back.

Slap! A slap hit Bi Qiaoan's left cheek, and then another slap. The force made Bi Qiaoan fall to the ground.

"Bitch, why don't you just die? Why do you hide here peacefully in the slums? Why do you want to get between me and Xiao Fei? Bi Qiaoan, why are you so cheap?"

Chen Jin cursed and beat Bi Qiaoan angrily, and as he cursed, Chen Jin started to cry.

"Qiao An, we have known each other for so many years, why do you always have to stand between me and Xiao Fei?

Xiao Fei and I have been married for more than three years. See, I’m six months pregnant!

Why did he come to find you, why can't he let you go?" Chen Jin cursed hysterically and kept kicking Bi Qiaoan.

Bi Qiaoan put on a mocking smile and said, "Chen Jin, are you sure it was me? Did I really interfere in your relationship?

Hehehe, if possible, I would rather never have known you two.

Xiao Fei and I broke up three or four years ago, and I never contacted him. Your guy is a bit of a playboy. I heard that you have several wild flowers in your family.

Why, those wild flowers are more fragrant than the domestic flowers, so you come to trouble me?"

After hearing Bi Qiaoan reveal his scars, Chen Jin's anger rose again. He kicked Bi Qiaoan in the abdomen, cursing, "I'm just looking for trouble with you, bitch. If I can't deal with them, can't I deal with you?

Bi Qiaoan, why do you think you are superior to others even though we are both orphans? Why can an orphan like you live like a princess? Why can I only look up to you in the dust?

Oh, now your house is mine, your boyfriend is mine, everything you have is mine!"

Chen Jin's expression became more and more crazy, and his thoughts, which had been hidden deeply, were exposed. It was not until he felt Bi Qiaoan motionless that his mind became clear again, and then a sense of panic surged into his heart.

"You two come in, throw her out, and freeze her to wake her up!" Chen Jin quickly regained her composure and called for someone to clean up the mess for her.

These two people were originally assigned to Xiao Fei by their superiors, but were transferred to Chen Jin's side to protect her safety because Chen Jin was pregnant.

Chen Jin was a person who was extremely good at handling interpersonal relationships, and he won the hearts of both of them in just two months.

"You two can divide up the things in this room. I see they are all good stuff."

When Chen Jin saw the two men coming back, he spoke softly. If the two men had not seen it with their own eyes, they would never have imagined that such a gentle person in front of them was the crazy abuser just now.

"Really? Thank you, ma'am!" The two looked at each other with joy on their faces. They had come here more than once, and each time they could get enough food for a month.

"When have I ever lied to you? But the old rules still apply. You can't tell the master when you go back. If any of you lets it slip, don't blame me for being merciless!" Chen Jin had a smile on his face, but the cruelty in his eyes was not concealed at all.

The two were shocked and said they didn't dare.

That’s right. Nowadays, having a stutter is better than anything else. It’s not easy to survive. As for the person who was just thrown out, what does he have to do with them?

Chen Jin could also guess what they were thinking. He smiled contemptuously and left without looking back.