Chapter 78 No Survivors 8 (Kindergarten)

The abandoned building is surrounded by desolate weeds.

Jin Qing bent down and picked up a newspaper blown by the wind from the ground.

There was a headline on the brand new newspaper.

Sad! Mr. and Mrs. Smith tragically passed away on their way to a prenatal checkup, leaving only their son Shang Qiyu to steer the ship independently.

Jin Qing read through all of this at a glance.

The disfigured, disabled, and blind abandoned child suddenly became the heir to a wealthy family one day, and quickly eliminated the threat that threatened him, making his position extremely secure.

The Jin family had once worked with the Smith family, a pair of old-fashioned and snobbish couple. If it weren't for the fact that the wealth accumulated by the Smiths over a hundred years was enough for them to squander, they would have been left with nothing long ago relying on their ignorant business methods.

Jin Qing had met Shang Qiyu once before. Shang Qiyu had a great talent for business, and it was hard to imagine that he came from such arrogant parents.

Even though he suffered extensive burns and lost the sight in one eye, he never gave up. He spoke in a gentle and humble manner, and his investment direction was extremely aggressive, basically in some highly profitable industries, avoiding all risks of losses.

However, there was a faint aura of death lingering around him.

Jin Qing didn't take Shang Qiyu seriously at that time, but it's different now.

This newspaper, which was published a few years ago, was in very good condition and new. The information about Mr. and Mrs. Smith had been repeatedly touched by hand, and the handwriting was lighter than other words.

He called Xu Nuo and said, "Check Shang Qiyu. I want all his information, from birth to now."

Xu Nuo: "Yes, Boss."

Jin Qing took the newspaper in his hand and pushed open the rusty iron door. Inside was a rough-built corridor.

Tick, tick.

The sound of dripping water rang in his ears.

A cold and chilling voice sounded behind him: "Hello, do you want to play a game together?"

…

Huh, huh, huh…

Little Yili felt as if she was walking on clouds, her whole body was light and fluttering, and a feeling of nausea came over her. She was gasping for breath and stumbled, holding on to the wall.

The cold wind was howling, and she felt as if her head had been smashed open with an awl.

"Yili, you are mine."

"Come with me to hell, we were meant to be together."

"Yili, come back, come back to me."

Little Yili heard auditory hallucinations in his ears.

A series of bewitching voices enveloped her, mixed with the cold wind, making her feel powerless and uncomfortable.

Wow!

Little Yili spat out a mouthful of blood and fell into the green plants beside him.

I felt dizzy and like I was going to heaven.

Yili, you can’t sleep. If you fall asleep, you won’t be able to wake up.

stand up.

Little Yili struggled to get up, and in the dim moonlight, he saw that there were dark red vines tattooed on his hands, which was shocking.

What the hell is this?

Little Yili started to feel uncomfortable after she remembered being touched on the head by the kindergarten principal.

There must be something wrong with the principal.

She greeted the principal's family warmly.

She felt her life slipping away rapidly, but she could do nothing to stop it.

Give up?

I'm going to die anyway.

She remembered nothing, like a blank piece of paper thrown into this place, allowing the darkness to crush her.

Strong negative emotions surged from her heart, enveloping her and strangling her fiercely.

Give up, you know nothing.

Even if you guess some secrets, you can't do anything.

She is unwilling to accept it!

A sudden outburst of emotion shattered dark and depressing thoughts.

Why should we let them slaughter us?

She wants to take control of her own destiny.

Never bow your head.

She didn't notice that the red thorn vines on her wrist had miraculously faded a little.

She mustered all her energy, tried to ignore the discomfort in her body, and finally arrived at the swimming pool.

The familiar black lock hung on the familiar iron door.

She felt in her pocket and took out the wire she had prepared long ago.

She began her research in technology.

I don’t know how long it took, but little Yili staggered against the iron gate and finally opened the lock.

When I pushed open the door, the crisp creaking sound was particularly obvious in the quiet night.

Little Yili's breathing stopped.

Are you going to be discovered?

She quickly hid herself in the nearby bushes, but nothing appeared.

It seems safe.

She walked in cautiously.

An open-air swimming pool appeared in front of Yili. The moonlight was reflected in the center of the swimming pool. The dim lights next to it flickered with poor contact.

The eerily quiet atmosphere made Xiao Yili's breathing heavier.

Sweat dripped down her forehead.

It would be a lie to say I'm not afraid.

But she wanted to live more than being afraid.

They are not here!

Why?

Little Yili searched everywhere, leaving no place unsearched.

But no trace was found.

She came to the swimming pool in disappointment and found it was wet.

There were a lot of water splashes around the pool.

Like he just walked in.

She looked at the pool where the moon was reflected to the point where it was invisible.

A bold idea came to my mind.

She jumped down without hesitation.

Take a gamble and the bicycle will turn into a motorcycle.

The cold pool water wrapped around her. She covered her mouth and nose, feeling extremely uncomfortable, but still insisted on swimming downwards.

Gradually, she lost her strength, slowly sank, and closed her eyes.

"Yili, hurry up and get up. Don't lie in bed. Aunt Chen will scold you for being lazy if she sees you. We have to go to the mountains to pick mushrooms today."

The little girl in the washed-out floral dress pulled Yi Li, who was sleeping on the bed with her head covered.

Yili slowly opened his eyes, looked at the little girl, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry about me, let me sleep a little longer."

"No! Aunt Chen will be angry and will scold you for eating and not doing anything."

"Got it, I'll be up right away."

Yili sighed.

She secretly ran out last night to be a cover model and earned 700 yuan. This money is her sense of security.

She wants to save money to attend the best university in the world, then learn a very profitable skill, start her own business and become the world's richest person.

The money is still very little, so she has to make more money faster.

When she makes a lot of money, she can invest it in the director's wife, so that the children in the orphanage don't have to worry about their livelihood.

After Yili slowly got up and washed up, she opened the door and saw the chubby Aunt Chen.

Aunt Chen is the caregiver here. She is a notorious tigress. Not only is she very stingy, wanting to split every penny into three parts, she also likes to curse people and has a very hot temper.

Yi Li sighed inwardly.

It's over.

I'm going to be scolded again.

"Yili! You're sleeping in again! Didn't I tell you not to stay up late? Look at you, your dark circles are almost falling to the ground...!"

Yili listened to Aunt Chen's scolding and took a deep breath.

One hundred, two hundred, three or four hundred.

Five hundred, six hundred, seven hundred or eight hundred.

Money comes, money comes, all money comes.

Get rich, get rich, I get rich.

Yili silently recited poems asking for money, asking the God of Wealth to bless her to become rich quickly, thus ignoring the loving education from Aunt Chen.

(End of this chapter)