Most of the photos are of Qin Yi's life. From a perspective, many of them were taken secretly by family members.

There is no doubt.

She is a beauty.

The bright red lips, jet-black hair, and deep eyes, Shengxue's delicate skin, and noble temperament really did have the demeanor of a young lady.

The angle of each photo is different, the expression is also different, the dress is different, but the emptiness in her eyes is exactly the same.

In the first picture, she was standing between a patch of lavender lavender, the wind was blowing through her hair, and she stared blankly at the gray sky in the distance.

In the second picture, she was sitting in the corner of the sofa, holding a paper crane in her hand, her deep eyes looked lovingly as if she were treating her most beloved baby.

In the third picture, she is playing the piano. The magnificent piano is glowing with a cold light. She is slender and thin, and her temperament is still noble and cold, but the light in her eyes is no longer there.

…

The last one is a photo of Qin Yi sitting on a chair. She looks up at the sky. She has black hair, black dress and black eyes. Even the background is black and gloomy. The one on the right hand side. It was still the purple paper crane, hugging his legs with both hands, cuddling into a ball.

Mu Xiaoxiao kept staring at the person in the photo, and Liu Aiwen rubbed the teacup with her hand: "She has been in a bad situation for a while, and she has faintly behaved in about two or three years. At first, she was withdrawn and ignored people. It was shutting herself in the house. We thought it was because of the pressure of work. But after the workload was reduced, not only did she not be bad, but she also deteriorated rapidly, and she couldn’t even speak. You know, for one For the singer, you can't make a sound..." She bit her lip: "That is killing her."

Everyone said that Qin Yi was a godsend voice.

But this voice was suddenly taken back by God.

"We are very anxious to invite many experts in the industry, both at home and abroad. Regardless of the price, as long as she can be cured. But everyone came with a vow, and left in disgrace. The situation did not improve at all. It took about half a year. She needs someone to support her to get up. Now the situation is even worse. She can't stand up at all and needs a wheelchair."

Liu Aiwen said this with a sad expression, and gently rubbed the cup with his hand.

Mu Xiaoxiao looked up at her, with a clear smile in her eyes: "So everyone around you is going to give up?"

She understood why she invited such a little-known student over here.

Liu Aiwen stiffened, she pursed her lips and looked at Mu Xiaoxiao, but she didn't expect this to be so direct.

She can be regarded as the assistant appointed by Qin Yi's father. She has been with Qin Yi for four years, saying that she has no feelings, which is false.

When Qin Yi's condition was not good at first, she had rushed to find many doctors to try to relieve her, but because of her busy schedule, Qin's family had undergone earth-shaking changes, and she was somewhat distracted. In the past year or so, Qin Yi's situation is getting worse and worse. Coupled with the fact that even the famous experts in the industry who are rare in the industry have no effect at all, people can see no hope.

The Qin family is about to change hands now. Although Qin Yi is the eldest, her body is not optimistic, and it is very likely that Qin will train her successor.

She had to think about the future.

Liu Aiwen stared at Mu Xiaoxiao, the tangled, guilt, and the anger of being exposed to anger were intertwined with various complex emotions, and she even had the urge to lose her temper with the girl in front of her.

But Mu Xiaoxiao was not looking at her. She lowered her head and arranged the photos one by one in a certain order.

Although she is young, when she frowns seriously, she has an aura of her own.

Liu Aiwen swallowed the words in her stomach, and was unconsciously drawn to her arranged photos. Mu Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and looked at her: "Is it in this order?"

"what?"

Liu Aiwen did not react, and Mu Xiaoxiao stared at her: "Time."

After a little mention, Liu Aiwen discovered that Mu Xiaoxiao had arranged the photos in order.

From three years ago, a year and a half ago, to six months ago, three months ago, and the last picture of Qin Yi sitting on a chair and looking at the sky in despair.

Time is staggered, not bad at all.

Liu Aiwen looked at Mu Xiaoxiao incredulously, "Yes...yes."

Mu Xiaoxiao looked at the photos without turning his eyes: "Is there any other information I can provide?"

The information on the photo shows the leopard in the space tube, and she needs to dig into the reason behind it.

Liu Aiwen picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea uncomfortably, and looked out the window: "I can provide you with the information about her years in the entertainment industry."

Mu Xiaoxiao raised her head and looked at her with a smile: "Those are basically available online."

Not to mention that there is a diehard Qin Yi fan beside her.

Her smile was like a soft knife that made Liu Aiwen choke, "Others, you know, the big family has many unspeakable secrets, so—"

Mu Xiaoxiao nodded: "That means it can't be provided."

Liu Aiwen:...

Such a thing.

She was already okay.

There are only a few points that affect a person the most. Among them, the original family is the most important.

But now, she is missing this main source of information, which is really a bit difficult.

But instead it aroused Mu Xiaoxiao's desire to win. She looked at the delicate woman in the photo, holding a photo of her in her hand.

It was taken three years ago, and it is an obvious emotional break.

What happened then?

****

Come out from the teahouse.

Liu Aiwen gave Mu Xiaoxiao the contact information of Ru Yin, a psychiatrist who has been with Qin Yi for the longest time.

It is said that this doctor accompanied Qin Yi at first for half a year. Although it was not a big deal, it was the longest time she was chased away by her in a few days.

"She has a bad temper and is more resistant to strangers."

"In the past few months, the family and the company have to find more than 20 psychologists for her, and none of them have succeeded in staying."

"Up to now, it has evolved into a few days that she will be driven away and can't stay."

"so…"

Liu Aiwen looked at Mu Xiaoxiao, "You have to be mentally prepared."

Mu Xiaoxiao nodded: "No wonder the contract is to calculate the money according to the sky."

It turned out to be able to go more than one day is one day.

Liu Aiwen:...

This girl is really too sharp.

Based on previous experience, Liu Aiwen knows that general psychologists need to formulate a treatment plan based on the patient’s various information. It takes at least one week to prepare. She will also make many requests for cooperation from family members. Now she has also seen Mu Xiaoxiao. He’s sharp, and simply tell the truth: “Time is a bit tight. Father Qin has been staring at him, so I’ll have to trouble you. If you can, I’d better pass by this afternoon. Of course, today I will count the money according to the whole day. I don’t have time. Always go with them. There are servants at home, you can talk to them if you have any situation."

Mu Xiaoxiao nodded happily, "Yes."

She agreed too happily, but Liu Aiwen whispered a little bit. She stared at Mu Xiaoxiao, and Mu Xiaoxiao hooked her lips, her eyes were clear.

—The purpose of asking her is no longer to treat, but to be ordered to have a business relationship, isn’t it?

Liu Aiwen:...

When she left, Liu Aiwen's eyes looked at the girl no longer the initial contempt. She even asked if she needed to drive Mu Xiaoxiao over.

Mu Xiaoxiao smiled and shook her head and refused. She watched Liu Aiwen drive away. She checked the time and found a coffee shop nearby.

Time is indeed tight.

Mu Xiaoxiao needs help from others, so she first called Zhang Qiao.

After all, she signed a non-disclosure agreement, and she had to hide some things: "What are you doing?"

Zhang Qiao had just arrived home and was washing his hands, excitedly preparing to eat the food his mother cooked, "I just wanted to send you a message to ask how is it, Xiaoxiao, how is it?"

Mu Xiaoxiao smiled: "It's not going well, the other party gave too little information, it is difficult to judge, I will get started tomorrow."

"Hey, let me just say it. There must be a reason for the high price. How about it? You don’t want to pick it up? Let me say, you also go home and rest, watch TV and relax. We are all tired for a semester. "Yes." Zhang Qiao happily suggested, and Mu Xiaoxiao rarely followed kindness: "Also, I should also learn from you to relax and chase stars. I think your sister Qin is not bad, you—"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! According to!"

She was so quick-tempered, she hung up the phone after speaking, and sent a bunch of pictures of Qin Yi to Mu Xiaoxiao.

After the photo was sent, a series of WeChat chased her, all kinds of her information, height, weight, blood type, likes, dislikes, interviews with various magazines and so on.

Mu Xiaoxiao put the phone aside, and it is no exaggeration to say that it took more than ten minutes to stop.

After Zhang Qiao's enthusiasm passed some, she picked up the phone and looked at the information on it little by little.

Qin Yi was relatively young when she debuted in her early years, and she didn't look so natural to the camera. Although she was young, she still had her own daughter's aura. She could not help but linger when she went to that station.

She is proficient in music theory, and one of the videos that has been maxed out on the Internet is in a piece of music, she uses piano, guitar, violin, saxophone...all kinds of instruments to play.

She takes a different route from ordinary singers, not the kind of singing and dancing in coquettish clothing.

The simple small movements of her hands and the look in her eyes were very personal, which caused fans to scream.

Mu Xiaoxiao turned over a few interviews with reporters. Qin Yi said very little, usually other guests said a lot. She sat quietly beside her, with her hands overlapped, her exquisite makeup concealed all her emotions and anger. The camera was swept away. When she came to her, she only smiled faintly, but the autumn waves in her eyes made people feel springy.

No wonder, Zhang Qiao would like it so crazy.

She is incompatible with the entertainment industry, like a clear stream.

Of course, there are black fans and jealous colleagues who discredit her. They say that she is the daughter of President Qin of Nanyang Entertainment. People come out to play tickets, stepping on the shoulders of giants, can they not burst into flames?

The reporter once asked Qin Yi what he thought of this statement. When facing the camera, Qin Yi didn't change the color of her face, her red lips lightly opened, and she calmly said, "Those who are clear will clear themselves."

She didn't participate in many variety shows, even during the popular period, she didn't make many commercials, and the concert only held a tour in the fifth year of her debut.

She doesn't talk much, the typhoon is steady, calm and indifferent.

There is very little black material, and the emotional experience is completely blank. It is really like some people say that it is just a ticket, and the young lady has come to experience life.

Many videos, Mu Xiaoxiao has hurriedly passed, but she was in the concert, sitting in the middle of the stage, hugging the song "Lies" she sang, and she watched it over and over many times.

In the center of the condensing stage, thousands of fans shouted, glow sticks, lights, and a starry ocean.

Qin Yi wore a white long skirt and sat in the middle of the stage. The skirt was spread out, her arms holding her legs were like a small bunch of flower stamens wrapped in it, making people want to care, but the light swept over. The tears in her eyes are even more heartbreaking.

—Your, hers, and his are all lies.

The love that I thought turned out to be fragments of lies;

The love that I thought turned out to be an excuse for a lie;

I do not want…

I do not want…

One more lie...

In the end, you kill with the truth.

…

Although the artist has received professional training, he must keep his emotions in front of the camera at all times.

But Mu Xiaoxiao felt that at that moment, the tears falling from the corners of her lips were real.

After watching it for more than an hour, Mu Xiaoxiao drew a few labels in circles on the paper.

—Indifference, reluctance to talk, lies, complicated family, being abandoned, paper cranes...

There was no clue back and forth, she picked up the phone and dialed the phone number left by Liu Aiwen.

The phone was quickly connected, and it was a female low-pitched magnetic voice, "Hey."

Mu Xiaoxiao briefly introduced herself to Ru Yin, and Ru Yin laughed after hearing it: "I heard Sister Ai Wen said about you, little girl, courage is commendable."

Mu Xiaoxiao:...

Ru Yin: “It’s not that I conceal Qin Yi. Although I have been with her for half a year, what she said to me does not exceed 20 sentences in total. She was born in wealth and is the only one in Qin’s family recognized by the family. The daughter of Qin’s daughter is not prosperous. Therefore, she can be said to be a favorite of thousands of people. If something goes wrong, she will inevitably escape."

She didn't say much, but the words and sentences were very important. Mu Xiaoxiao listened quietly and wrote quickly on the paper.

—The only daughter who is recognized by the family with eight decent books?

Is the offspring not prosperous?

Is there anything else that is not recognized?

…

"The last time I saw her, she had a bad temper and was very repulsive. Except for her servant Song Sao, who had followed her when she was a child, no one could get close to her. Later, she went to many areas next to her. I know some of the experts here, and I’ve asked her about her. When I went there, I was full of confidence. When I left, hehe, I don’t even know you."

Only this information can be known.

Although not enough.

But at any rate, I don't know anything about Qin Yi.

Mu Xiaoxiao simply ordered a pasta and drank a cup of coffee. She tidied up her clothes. In order to save time, she took a taxi and ran directly to the address.

The coordinates on the address are a quiet villa area on the outskirts.

The environment is beautiful, surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the privacy is relatively strong. When Mu Xiaoxiao went there, she also sent a message to Liu Aiwen. She contacted the guard so that Mu Xiaoxiao could enter successfully.

This can really be described as Xanadu.

The verdant trees are lush green, the air is full of the smell of flowers, there are mountains and waters, as if you are in a paradise.

Mu Xiaoxiao put both hands in his pockets, walking and watching leisurely, feeling relaxed.

The warm breeze of early spring blows across the earth with a little nostalgia for winter, and the wisteria flowers hanging on the white plaster pavilion are blown slightly floating, and the fresh fragrance rides on the wind to wipe the newly-born grass, and the spring The breath covered the earth.

Mu Xiaoxiao finally stood in front of a villa. She raised her hand to ring the doorbell, but was attracted by the people in the yard.

The bright sunshine drew the flowering vines into the pavilion, and fell on her body. The cold white skin seemed to be unmelted ice and snow, and even the warmth of the sun could not hold any temperature.

She wore an exquisite lavender western dress suit with exquisite buckles around her waist, which outlined her figure exquisitely, like the hanging wisteria flowers.

And she is also like the flower without human emotions.

Spring was supposed to be the most vibrant season, but she was sitting in a wheelchair with a straight body like a strange kind of walking from winter to winter.

She looked at the wisteria in full bloom under the blue sky.

Those eyes, which should be as beautiful as gems, didn't have any light, like falling stars in the Milky Way, dim and hollow.

As if feeling the gaze from a distance, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and a pair of eyes looked over. Mu Xiaoxiao's eyes made a sharp contact with her. Even with her strong psychological quality, she could not help her heartbeat speeding up and holding her back. To breathe.