After calming down, he asked, "Do you know Tao Yiqiu?"
Qin Menghan was, after all, forty years old. Despite her excellent skincare, wrinkles were still visible on her face, especially noticeable when she smiled: "You mean that kid? I remember him."
She flicked the ash from her cigarette and said slowly, "Of all the men I've been with, he's the one I remember most clearly."
"Why?"
She suddenly burst into laughter: "You guys don't know, do you? Only he can give me excitement."
Tang Yehuai found this woman really annoying, but he had to keep asking because of work: "Please explain yourself clearly."
Qin Menghan leaned back lazily on the sofa, looking like she was living a life of pleasure and oblivion: "Back then, he was very poor. When he came to me, I asked him what benefits he could offer me to let him stay."
"But what I didn't expect was that he would use himself to make me support him. Isn't that ridiculous?" She suddenly burst into laughter again, completely different from her previous reaction, like a madwoman.
"So back then..."
Qin Menghan quickly took the phone, her tone returning to calm: "Yes, he said he likes me, likes every inch of my skin."
"You know I don't want to hear this."
"So what do you want to hear?"
Tang Yehuai took notes diligently, saying without looking up, "The past, your past with him."
"I'm sorry, my past with him was just a transaction. He was nice to me, so I took care of him. It was that simple."
Fu Hange knew that Tang Yehuai might not have explained it very clearly. She said, "He meant to ask if Tao Yiqiu had done anything unusual with you, or if you had any secrets, or where he ended up."
Qin Menghan was stunned, staring blankly at the ceiling for a long time. She began to murmur, "His past with me? Ha, we have no past. We are both searching. You don't know, do you? He seems like a good person on the surface, but he's actually terrible."
Tang Yehuai was annoyed, looking at the crazy woman but unable to get any useful clues out of her.
He realized he had run out of patience for the day and that he had come at the wrong time, so he grabbed Fu Hange and prepared to leave.
Qin Menghan stopped them at this moment, her tone unusually serious: "Didn't you want to know? I'll tell you."
Tang Yehuai and Fu Hange sat down again.
Qin Menghan, still with her legs crossed, slowly said, "It happened many years ago. He was very poor back then. When I met him, he was covered in dust and dirt. I was only in my early twenties at the time, and meeting a man always felt a bit novel."
"I know why he approached me, it's just because I'm rich, right? No problem, I have plenty of money. I can just support him and be his male concubine. But later, he swindled all my money out of me." She laughed self-deprecatingly as she said this.
Taking a deep breath, Qin Menghan said, "He said he wanted to go to work and didn't want to continue with me, but I was already addicted. I begged him to stay, but he still left."
Tang Yehua frowned deeply as he listened. He didn't care about these relationship issues and asked, "How long have you been with him?"
"Two years."
"Has he done anything unusual?"
Qin Menghan suddenly laughed again: "I think we're both acting very strangely. Sometimes he misses me a lot, and sometimes he doesn't. Sometimes he's irritable, and sometimes he's gentle. But later I found out that he only had one goal: to swindle all my money."
"Did you give it to them?"
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