There is no emotion, no hatred, no resentment, no sadness, and no injustice.

Qing Xiran has some things that are a way to ignore Shui Miao. It is his business for him to be good, and it is his business for him to be bad. How he favors Peng Yuanying and Li Xiaoxing has nothing to do with Qing Xiran.

When she was supposed to make a calculation, she was not ruthless to Shui Miao. She said that she would use Peng Yuanying and Li Xiaoxing to control Shui Miao without hesitation, without any hesitation and did not start from the standpoint of family affection.

What Qing Xiran considered was that in this calculation, how to maximize the value of Shui Miao was a kind of emotional control.

She only started from the interests of Yuyou, and stood 100% on Yuyou's side, betraying her biological father Shui Miao's personal information to Yuyou in every detail without any awareness of being a daughter.

Just like the owners of the community in the first district under Qing Xiran, their life and death have nothing to do with her, but because she wants to protect her and her children, she controls them all.

The same is true for Shui Miao now. Qing Xiran wanted Shui Miao to do things according to Xuyou's wishes, so she told Shui Miao about Shui Miao's weaknesses without hesitation.

She had no slight affection for Shui Miao.

Yuyou moved his hand and suddenly wanted to hug the woman sitting opposite him. When she talked about how to calculate Shui Miao, she looked so cold, and she was like a metal lump without emotion.

In the past, she must have experienced extreme disappointment, extreme anger, extreme helplessness, and extreme neglect in the father of Shui Miao.

Only then did he remain silent and had no slight affection for Shui Miao.

"I hate your eyes."

Qing Xiran held his arms with his hands, sat on the chair, looked straight at Xuyou, and said lightly:

"Are you sympathizing with me?"

"no."

Xuyou lowered his eyes and curled the pain in his eyes. His eyes were obviously heartache. How did Qing Xiran see the meaning of sympathy?

I only heard Yuyou speak directly:

"It's just... I feel that Shui Miao deserves it, so I just silently put a wax for him in my heart."

Qing Xiran is simply a weapon of killing. The person she has been protected by her efforts will be the happiest person in the end of the world.

So what is the pitfall in Shui Miao's mind? He made his biological daughter a stranger. Well, Xuyou really wants to add a wax for Shui Miao and regret it silently.

"puff……"

After hearing Xuyou's words, Qing Xiran couldn't help laughing. She felt that the highest executive officer of the garrison was a little funny inexplicably.

The tense emotions suddenly relaxed. Qing Xiran raised her eyebrows and placed her elbows on the table. Then, she seemed to think of something and said with a smile:

"You really shouldn't have ordered Li Xiaoxing to retire. Do you know that with her in your garrison team, how much information can you know about Mu Fengliang?"

Li Xiaoxing was just a fool. With just a few words, he was too angry to scold Qing Xiran, but in a few words, Qing Xiran made her dig out Mu Fengliang's guardianship with Xu You.

If Li Xiaoxing was still in the garrison, he would be the best talent for counter-espionage.

Yuyou also lowered his head and asked jokingly:

"Then why should I get it back for someone?"

He smiled, not expecting Qing Xiran's answer, but only supported himself on the table with one hand, looked up at Qing Xiran, and put the other back on the back of his chair, his eyes burning.

Qing Xiran shook her head and was about to speak, but suddenly she heard someone outside the yard knocking on the iron door of her house.

Her waist was always there, and Osuo, who was sitting in the chair opposite her, stood up.

He said with a serious expression:

"You go upstairs to see your daughter, I'll go out and have a look."

At this time, it was so late at night, who would knock on the door of a little widow?

While speaking, without waiting for Qing Xiran to stop him, Xuyou walked to the living room lightly. He opened his hand and touched Nepal on his waist. The handle of the knife was tilted, making it easier for him to draw the knife. His other hand opened the door of the living room directly, pressing the baseball cap on his head, and opened the door.

The speed was so fast that Qing Xiran didn't have time to speak.

She could only go upstairs as Xuyou said, open the bedroom door and glance at Qingyiyi.

The little girl lay in the quilt, with only a small head exposed on the huge bed, sleeping like a pig.

Then, Qing Xiran glanced at the window at a rapid speed, stood silently beside the window, clamped a gap in the curtain with his fingers, and looked out of the yard.

I suddenly felt relieved. It was the owners' patrol team who were checking whether there were dead people in each household.

Due to the intensification of radiation, many widows, widows, orphans who live alone die while living. These corpses die at home and no one finds them. Qing Xiran will ask the patrol team to randomly knock on the door of widows, widows, orphans every day.

If someone responds, it’s okay. If no one responds, you have to go into the house to check if the owner is dead.

At this time, Xuyou had already arrived outside the yard according to the steps Qing Xiran said.

A team of people outside the iron gate were using flashlights when they saw a man suddenly appearing in the iron gate of the little widow's house. For a moment, no one outside spoke.

"What's up?"

Under the cold moonlight, Yuyou pressed his cap and his voice had the majesty of being the superior.

"Brother Mao?"

Someone outside asked:

"Is it Brother Mao? We are investigating the deaths as you told me."

It was too dark and everyone couldn't see Xuyou's appearance clearly, but in the group of the grass-roots team, everyone was guessing whether Brother Mao had fallen in love with the little widow Qing Xiran.

A man suddenly appeared at the little widow's house this time. Seeing that the man was not weak in his aura, he had a sense of general in sight but had a sense of urgency. It must be Brother Mao.

Xuyou did not admit it or deny it, just told him:

"Don't knock on this door so late next time."

"Yes, I'm sorry, Brother Mao, let's go."

The big guy hurried to go to the next house. Under the suppression of "Brother Mao", he naturally did not dare to stay too much. He just waited for a long time before someone said:

"Brother Mao really succeeded that little widow."

"No, do you still want to provoke that little widow on weekdays? Look at Brother Mao, he is so tall and powerful that it is hard to provoke at first glance."

"He's a trainer, Brother Mao is so cool..."

As everyone said that, they became more convinced of "Brother Mao". If everyone had just had an illusory impression of the character Mao before, then today the image of the character "Brother Mao" began to become vivid.

He has a brain, meticulous thinking, high martial arts value, strong figure, strong and tall figure, full of momentum, and has a general spirit around him. He should be a person who responds to all kinds of things.
Chapter completed!