It's a document of several pages.

The information contained evidence that Quan Zhenguo Piaochang and Zhen Qiaohui embezzled public funds, and Quan Jinrou defrauded Madam Fu.

Quan Qiao frowned: "What do you mean?"

She had collected this evidence a long time ago, which was neither small nor big.

It can only play a vital role when used at critical moments.

She can't use it for the time being.

Ying Yu said, "You returned to the Quan family, didn't you just want to take the Quan family back?

With just this information, I can let you own 100% of the shares of Quan Group within three days.

And you…"

His gentle yet deep gaze fixed on Quan Qiao:

"You don't have to do anything, I'll take care of everything.

Come back to Bamboo Village with me in three days."

There was a command in the clear and deep voice.

Quan Qiao narrowed her eyes. Does Ying Yu want to use tough measures?

But what she wanted was not only to take back the Quan family, but also to make those people feel the pain of losing them bit by bit, like being tortured to death!

And make everyone admit defeat sincerely and beg for mercy on their knees!

She looked directly at Ying Yu and said, "You don't need to interfere in my affairs. I can handle it myself."

"What I decide cannot be changed!"

A hint of paranoia and arrogance rose from Ying Yu's calm eyes. His bony white hands stroked Quan Qiao's hair and reminded her quietly:

"Qiao'er, you've had enough fun!

Return to Bamboo Village and marry me. This is your only choice!"

The words were spoken with a paranoid arrogance.

Quan Qiao ruthlessly slapped his hand away: "You should wake up. I told you clearly last time!"

After Yang said this, she opened the car door and was about to get out.

Ying Yu's expression suddenly turned gloomy, and he asked with a sneer:

"Quan Qiao, do you really think there's a chance between you and Fu Yi?"

Quan Qiao paused slightly.

In just this moment, Ying Yu grabbed her wrist again and pulled her back.

He threw another stack of information to her, looked directly at her and said:

"You should wake up."

Quan Qiao subconsciously looked down and saw an A4 document containing information about her and Fu Yi.

On the left is Fu Yi, and on the right is her.

Fu Yi was born into a noble family: the Fu family, a private royal aristocratic hospital in the imperial capital.

Quan Qiao was born: an ordinary family, a small hospital in Zhucun, her mother died.

Fu Yi, 1-5 years old: nurtured and cultivated in an aristocratic environment, and lived a life of luxury.

Quan Qiao 1-5 years old: adopted, lived in someone else's home, became a servant, and picked up trash and bottles.

Fu Yi, 5-10 years old: trained by famous teachers, outstanding and excellent.

Quan Qiao, 5-10 years old: lived in poverty, illiterate, and fought to make a living.

…………

A pile of information, forming a sharp contrast.

The conclusion that follows is even more heartbreaking.

Fu Yi: He is well-educated, known to everyone, a peerless national talent, with noble character and integrity.

Quan Qiao: Self-taught, unknown, vindictive, cruel, ruthless and scheming.

Fu Yi: He has a regular work and rest schedule, is a serious person, and has a light taste.

Quan Qiao: Addicted to staying up late, casual and uninhibited, and loves spicy food.

Fu Yi's family: a prominent and noble family.

Quan Qiao's family: ordinary people.

After comparing all the information, there was not a single match.

Ying Yu looked at Quan Qiao and reminded:

"You and he are from completely different worlds. Stop making the same mistake over and over again!"

One is the bright moon in the sky, the other is the weeds in the mud.

No matter who it is, it is impossible for them to be together.

Quan Qiao frowned and asked:

"What are two people with the same personality supposed to do together? Play spot the differences?"

Ying Yu's face suddenly darkened.