Chapter 8: She Will Be His "Partner"?

Because of the time difference, it was midnight when they arrived at S City. When they returned to the villa, only Xin Qing got off the car. "Your staffs have already been sent to your room. Don't go out for the next few days." With these words, Ying Qingcang left by car. Xin Qing looked at the car lights in the distance as she endured the discomfort. In her heart, she was cursing that a car crash would happen and kill him. "Miss, welcome back!" Auntie Tian stood at the door and looked at her with a smile. There was an old man in a suit and leather shoes next to her. Xin Qing was stunned, for she had never seen this man before. Auntie Tian invited her in, and the old man politely greeted her. "I'm Young Master's housekeeper, and you can call me Uncle Fu." Xin Qing quickly replied politely. “Nice to meet you, Uncle Fu!" "Come on, let's go upstairs and have a rest first. We can talk tomorrow if there's anything you want to say." Auntie Tian led Xin Qing upstairs. Her room was the innermost one and her body was sticky. She directly went into the bath-room to take a bath. She found that the water was ready. Xin Qing's eyes sud-denly turned red, because to her, this kind of care was like the sunlight shin-ing into a gloomy and cold cell, warming her heart. After taking a bath, she was lying on the bed, and planning to thank Auntie Tian properly tomorrow. Knowing that Ying Qingcang wasn't in this house right now, she finally relaxed her tensed nerves and closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, it was already noon of the second day. Xin Qing could not help but feel a little guilty. She used to be a person with the regu-lar bedtimes, and would definitely wake up before eight o'clock every day. But as she was tortured by Ying Qingcang these days...... Sighing, she carefully sized up the room that she would live in the future. It was very simple, but full of delicacy. It was obvious that the furniture was valuable. She opened the wardrobe and found that her clothes were all neatly hung inside. Even her doll was sitting upright. Tears fell from her eyes. This doll was made personally by her mother. Xin Qing suddenly thought about it. She didn't know how her mother's funeral affair was. She placed the doll on the bed, changed her clothes and quickly went down-stairs. "Uncle Fu, can I go out for a while?" Since Ying Qingcang had said that he wouldn't let her go out, she definitely wouldn't be able to leave his house without informing him. Uncle Fu was putting the tableware on the table. Hearing what she said, he re-plied with a smile, "Miss, you can eat first. After that, the driver will take you to the cemetery to pay respects to your mother." Xin Qing looked at him in shock: "How did you know my… and my mother was in the cemetery?" "The night Miss came here, Young Master buried your mother." Uncle Fu pulled out a chair and asked her to sit down. "He also said that you would want to see your mother today." Xin Qing nervously finished her lunch. The driver was already waiting for her at the entrance. She originally thought it was an ordinary cemetery, but the car drove into the most expensive cemetery in S City. When she knew that her mother wouldn't be able to live for long, she had checked the price of this cemetery, and it was definitely expensive. Her mother's tomb was of the highest quality and it was in a place with good geomancy. The driver who accompanied her told her that the Xin family didn't deal with it and just left her mother in the hospital. It was Ying Qingcang who had arranged everything for her. Xin Qing couldn't say what she felt in her heart. This man had given her the deepest injury, but he was the only one who could save her. Xin Qing blankly sat in front of her mother's tomb until it turned dark. As the driver urged her to go back, Xin Qing dried her eyes and looked at the moon in the sky, smiling bitterly in her heart. “It’s the fourth day..."