Chapter 4

Qu Xing was holding a cloth diary in his arms and was about to leave with his suitcase.

"Where are you going?" Qu Hongfei asked in a deep voice.

Qu Xing paused and looked back with a puzzled look on his face.

"I remember there were still seven months until the date we agreed on."

Qu Hongfei sneered and raised his hand to press a button on the remote control.

This remote control...

Qu Xing's eyelids jumped and he looked suddenly towards the gate.

The doors mercilessly slammed shut from the inside out, and the entire house suddenly felt like a prison. Qu Xing tightened his grip so hard that his fingertips scraped against the embroidery on the diary cover.

This diary was something his grandmother left him. After the game that day, Qu Hongfei suddenly called and asked him to come and pick it up.

He didn't have time to think about why the diary was with Qu Hongfei. He just wanted to get the diary as soon as possible, so he bought a plane ticket without hesitation.

But why did Qu Hongfei suddenly become like this?

"Did you do this on purpose?" Qu Xing tried his best to remain calm.

Qu Hongfei sat steadily on the chair, the pale and gorgeous light cast on him, making him lose all color.

"If Qu Chen hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known you were a celebrity over there."

Qu Xing stared coldly at Qu Hongfei's face. He really thought this scene was ridiculous.

If you think you are his father, why don't you know what he is doing? If you have no intention of being his father, how can you speak to him like this?

"You can play games," Qu Hongfei said suddenly, his fingertips tapping slowly on the table. "But I won't let you go back. There's a club here, and I can invest in you. Your career life span isn't long, is it? When you're twenty-one, you should come back to the company. I'll teach you everything, and you and Chenchen will run the family business together."

Qu Xing was so angry that he was shaking: "Why?"

Qu Hongfei laughed coldly, "I knew you had this attitude. If I let you go, you'd probably forget you even have a father and never come back."

"Come back?" Qu Xing frowned, staring at him intently, and walked towards him step by step: "What do you mean by come back? Who are you to me? Qu Hongfei. Are you related to me?"

Qu Hongfei frowned fiercely and slammed the table: "I told you! Don't call me by my name so disrespectfully. I'm your father!!"

"Where did I get my father? I've only had one grandmother since I was a child!" Qu Xing pointed at Qu Chen who was sitting next to him: "This is your son, your biological son. If you want him to inherit your property, it's up to you, but it has nothing to do with me. Can't we just be strangers?"

"Qu Xing!!" Qu Hongfei stood up suddenly.

"Qu Xing..." Qu Xing took a step back: "Why do you call me that?"

"You're just thinking about playing that game of yours, right??!"

"What does it have to do with you?" Qu Xing's chest rose and fell, and he tried to calm his breathing: "Open the door."

Qu Hongfei suddenly grabbed Qu Xing's clothes by the chest and dragged him towards him: "You have such a big group and you have to play that game of yours?! Are you crazy?? Huh?!"

"What I do has nothing to do with you! It doesn't matter if I play games or not. I can do whatever I want. Who allowed you to be my father without my permission?!" Qu Xing gritted his teeth, tightly grasped Qu Hongfei's hand, and slowly twisted it in the other direction. The light in his bright eyes trembled slightly: "I said, your broken family property has nothing to do with me. I have no obligation to be your son's free assistant..."

"Brother!" Qu Chen was afraid that Qu Xing would attack him, so he rushed forward and pried his hands apart.

Qu Xing didn't even look at him and pulled Qu Hongfei's hand away: "Open the door."

Qu Hongfei ignored him and handed the remote control to the tall and strong bodyguard. "I know you're still young and don't understand what all this wealth means. Just stay here honestly. Once you experience the benefits of power, you won't want to play that childish game anymore."

Qu Xing's eyes fell on the remote control. He knew that Qu Hongfei was determined not to let him leave, so there was no point in getting angry.

He closed his eyes for a moment, then spoke quietly, "What power?"

Qu Hongfei glanced at him indifferently.

"The power to imprison people without authorization?" Qu Xing opened his eyes and looked at him.

“…”

"That's part of it." Qu Hongfei remained unmoved. "There will be a lot of people watching you. Don't even think about escaping on your own."

“…”

After saying that, Qu Hongfei was about to leave. Suddenly, he remembered something and turned his head to say, "Take away his phone."

Qu Xing looked tense, and took a step back while holding his phone, but he had nowhere to retreat and bumped into the edge of the table.

Two tall men came over and forcefully twisted his arm with one hand: "I'm sorry."

“…”

The huge space suddenly became silent.

Qu Xing gripped the edge of the table with one hand and tightly held the diary in the other.

Qu Chen hadn't left yet: "Brother..."

Qu Xing turned his head to look at him.

Qu Chen is not as disgustingly cold as his father, but after all, they are father and son who spend every day together, and there is still a hint of Qu Hongfei in his eyes.

As calm as dead water.

Qu Chen is not very old and is not in good health. He is obviously thin and weak and looks very small. With this expression, there is a frightening sense of incongruity.

Qu Xing closed his eyes, turned his head and stopped looking at him.

"...I'm sorry." Qu Chen whispered, "I shouldn't...I shouldn't have told Dad about your esports career."

Qu Xing turned to look at him again.

Qu Chen looked in the direction where Qu Hongfei left: "I'm very scared of him."

Qu Xing stared at him without saying a word.

"I shouldn't have left you with him. He's horrible. I'm sorry..."

Qu Xing gritted his teeth, picked up his diary, turned around, and went upstairs. In less than a minute, Qu Xing quickly calmed down and countless thoughts ran through his mind.

Money can accomplish a lot in this place, so it would be difficult for him to resist Qu Hongfei. He had to soften his attitude first and slowly find an opportunity to leave.

But I don’t know how long it will take. A week or two, a month or two, or a year or two?

My fingers are sore from embroidering on my grandma's diary.

Hold on, Stars.

——

DL base.

A group of people gathered to watch the global finals. UNG lost two games in a row, which made them feel disheartened.

"Haven't you agreed yet?" Ling Yin asked.

Zhou Si asked him for Qu Xing's WeChat to discuss the transfer period.

"No." Zhou Si looked melancholy: "Did you reply to his message?"

Ling Yin frowned and shook his head: "No."

"Tsk." Zhou Siyi was about to light a cigarette. Looking at the group of young and beautiful contestants around him, he held back for the sake of their health and took a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

After that day, he added Qu Xing's WeChat, but Qu Xing himself did not agree.

"My phone calls are unresolved, and I'm not replying to my WeChat messages." Zhou Si was so worried that his teeth were gnashing. "It's like he's vanished from the face of the earth!"

Ling Yin: “…”

Zhou Si: “Tsk.”

Zhou Si: "Could it be that he really doesn't want to play games anymore? He wants to inherit the family fortune?"

Zhou Si: "Oh, I understand. If it were me, I wouldn't play games either."

Ling Yin: “…”

The more he talked about it, the more disappointed he felt. It was impossible for him to be teammates with Qu Xing in this lifetime.

Ling Yin didn't want to listen anymore. He glanced at the TV screen, which also showed a disheartening picture of a game going three to zero. So he put on his clothes and left.

Zhou glanced at him absentmindedly: "Where are you going?"

Ling Yin's voice was filled with depression: "Breathe."

"Oh." Zhou Si looked at the TV gloomily, cigarette in hand. UNG was forced into a corner, its formation was scattered, and it looked like the game was over.

"Hey! Hey!! Lee Sin! Lee Sin ahhhhhhhhh!!" Several people suddenly shouted.

UNG's captain and jungler suddenly kicked EKN's key carry back into their own encirclement, instantly killing him. UNG revived and quickly seized the opportunity to win the teamfight.

Zhou Si threw away the cigarette and stood up. Just as he was about to call for help, he turned around and found that Ling Yin had disappeared with his long legs.

The remaining few people in DL ignited hope and stared at the screen intently.

UNG wanted to fight back, so the dead jungler went home to resupply, and the four of them joined forces to push the tower. Just as they were about to take down the highland tower, EKN's mid laner was the first to revive, and like a divine force, he brought all three of them to life. The support followed suit and also revived with superb skills, cooperating with the mid laner to hold UNG back.

The director turned on the audio in the venue and there was a thunderous cheer.

It's cheers for EKN.

The five EKN members revived one after another, and amidst the cheers, they unleashed their divine powers to kill the four UNG members and defend the base. Only the UNG captain, who had arrived late, fled in despair.

Then he watched helplessly as EKN forcefully destroyed his own crystal.

The golden rain exploded, and EKN defended the championship with a 3-0 sweep.

Zhou seemed to pick up the cigarette he had just thrown away unconsciously. Melancholy finally made him let go of his composure, and secondhand smoke filled the entire room.

Is that the end?

It wasn't until he saw EKN lift the trophy that Zhou Si realized with absolute certainty that UNG was finished, and so were they. From now on, it was a new year.

—

Qu Xing fell straight down - onto the soft mattress.

"ah----"

He rolled around anxiously twice, then quickly stood up and ran to the window, peeking out. For the nth time, he realized clearly that there was no way he could escape from such a large courtyard on his own. What if Qu Hongfei was really that crazy, and based on the principle of destroying what he couldn't get, he let those terrifying bodyguards shoot him to death?

He returned to the bed as if in a dream and repeated the action just now - falling straight onto the bed.

There was a knock on the door.

"Young Master, it's time to eat."

Qu Xing ran to open the door, walked straight around the figure at the door, went downstairs and sat down at the dining table.

The figure followed him dutifully.

Qu Chen came over quietly a little later. Qu Hongfei was still not at the table.

"Where is Qu Hongfei?" Qu Xing asked.

"Qu Hong..." Qu Chen's eyelids drooped: "Dad is very busy."

"Hmph." Qu Xing stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth and chewed it with difficulty. "Didn't he want me to see the temptation of power? It's been three days, and I haven't seen anything except this house."

Qu Chen took a sip of soup and said weakly, "Dad plans to let you stay for a month."

Qu Xing looked up suddenly: "What did you say?"

Qu Chen raised his stiff eyes and looked at him.

Qu Xing was too lazy to look at him. He raised his eyes and looked at the uncle standing beside him.

He remembered this face; it was this person Qu Hongfei had given the remote control to. He had tried repeatedly over the past few days to get the thing from this person, but to no avail. This old man could have beaten him to death with one hand.

Qu Xing unconsciously poked the plate with his fork and found that he could no longer control his anxiety.

One month...

The transfer period would end in a month. Even if Qu Hongfei let him out of the house after a month, how would he escape under constant supervision?

If he can't go back before the spring season, does he have to wait another year?

How many years can his career last?

Qu Xing looked down at the knife in his hand and suddenly shuddered. No matter what, he had to find a way out of this house. The door was tightly shut, and the windows were sealed tightly. He couldn't escape on his own, so he had to get them to open the door.

"elder brother……"

“…”

"elder brother!!"

Qu Chen rushed over and held Qu Xing's hand: "Put down the knife first! Put down the knife... Even if you are injured, they will not let you out!!"

The dinner knife fell, and Qu Xing suddenly came to his senses and found that his hands were shaking.

"Just obey your father and stay here..." Qu Chen was halfway through persuading when he suddenly met Qu Xing's gaze.

Even when he nearly committed suicide, there wasn't a trace of dejection or decadence in his eyes. His bright, star-like pupils were bloodshot, filled with anger, unwillingness, innate self-confidence, and the hope that still existed in this situation.

Qu Chen seemed to be frightened by the look, so he shut up and took a step back.

“…”

Qu Xing lowered his head, gripping the dinner knife tightly. He remained silent for a moment before continuing to eat. His fingertips were still shaking uncontrollably.

Qu Chen stared at Qu Xing blankly.

He sat across from Qu Xing and asked timidly, "Brother, what's it like to play in the game?"

Qu Xing looked up at him from his food. Instead of answering, he quietly asked, "How do you feel about staying here?"

Qu Chen sat there blankly, his eyes fixed on Qu Xing, almost fascinated: "I don't know."

"A pool of stagnant water." Qu Xing concluded.

"Qu Hongfei is like this," he glanced at the motionless bodyguard, "he is like this."

Then he looked at Qu Chen intently, until he could hardly sit still, and then he said, "You too."

Qu Chen suddenly lowered his eyes.

Qu Xing put down his cutlery and stood up: "I'm full."

Qu Chen stood up hurriedly, "Brother, can I...can I talk to you?"

Qu Xing didn't even turn his head: "Whatever."