Act like a human being.
The old man was kind-hearted. He looked at the sky and realized it was indeed late, and he figured it would rain that night, so he opened the door and let them in.
Qin Wei raised his chin, gesturing for her to go in first.
Xia Tian turned and went inside, looking at the small courtyard with only two rooms, one for resting and the other for the kitchen. There weren't many things in the rooms, which showed that the old man wasn't living a very good life.
"There's no extra room for you, so please make do," the old man said, before leaning on his cane and returning to his room.
Qin Wei kept looking around the small house; the smell inside wasn't very pleasant.
Logically speaking, in such a low-cost place, the servants sent out by the Ning family must have been paid quite a bit of money, so they shouldn't be living like this.
"What do you want to ask?" Xia Tian asked, looking at Qin Wei who had been scrutinizing him.
“Some past events,” Qin Wei said, his finger sliding across the table without leaving a trace, indicating that the old man had been cleaning the room all along.
The room was in disrepair for a long time, and there were traces of leaks on the walls, but the areas that were used regularly were clean, indicating that it was cleaned regularly.
There weren't many valuable things in the room.
The old man came out of the room again shortly afterward, carrying out a straw mat and a quilt. "It's cold at night."
Summer hurriedly took it, and the old man turned and went back.
Xia Tian, clutching her blanket, looked at Qin Wei, who shrugged slightly. "You don't actually think your hand is for sleeping on the floor, do you?"
summer:"……"
Summer slammed the straw mat and blanket at him, then pulled the straw mat back and spread it on the ground.
"It's a miracle that Teacher Qin is still alive today without being beaten to death." Xia Tian had just sat down when Qin Wei hit him in the face with a blanket.
Face!
Yes!
Smash it in her face!
summer:"……"
Qin Wei scoffed, continuing to inspect the room. "Cherish the days when your Master Qin doesn't kill, or your corpse won't even be found."
Xia Tian sat on the straw mat, hugging her quilt, and sneered as she watched Qin Wei searching for something.
Qin Wei found a yellowed photograph in a drawer on the table. The photograph showed a woman holding a child. The woman was extremely beautiful, and even by today's standards, she would be unmatched by anyone in the film and television industry.
The photo is wrinkled, as if it had been forcefully torn and wrinkled.
Qin Wei took a picture with his phone, then looked at the back and saw a few unclear words: "Ninth Miss's Full Moon".
The photo also shows the date, which is more than forty years ago.
Ninth Miss?
The Ning family has a ninth young lady?
Wasn't Ning Baiyuan the only member of the Ning family's older generation?
Qin Wei put the photo back and found that there was nothing else in the room.
Qin Wei sat down on the straw mat, pulled the quilt over his shoulder, and lay down on it, saying, "Things are getting more and more interesting."
summer:"……"
She thought this man was getting more and more annoying.
Xia Tian glanced at the time; it was almost time for Shang Ning's live stream, but there was no internet here, so she didn't know how it was going.
With Zhao Xinxin present, Shang Ning's live streams are unlikely to encounter any problems.
Moreover, this live stream attracted more than ten times the number of fans compared to previous ones. Of course, most of them were there because of the caption; they came to see Jin Yining alive.
Jin Yining has been missing for over a month without any news.
After being attacked and insulted, he never appeared again.
They were satisfied even if they saw it in their ex-wife's live stream.
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