In the early morning, Xin Qing was sitting in a daze in the small garden at the back part of the villa. She couldn't go out anyway. Even though Auntie Tian had told her that she could ask the driver to take her anywhere she wanted, there was nowhere that she could go. The phone that was placed at the side suddenly rang. Xin Qing looked at the number, and found it was actually from the school's Educational Administration Office.

"Hello."

"Is that Xin Qing?" A man's voice came from the other side of the phone. Xin Qing could tell that it was Director Zhang.

"It's me, Director Zhang. What's the matter?" The school was to start next month, So why did they call her right now?

"Actually, your work that participated in the university design competition, was verified a copy version. We have already removed your name."

Xin Qing was startled. After recovering from her shock, she asked: "I stealed other's work? How is that possible? "

Director Zhang probably felt that she was not admitting it, so his tone turned sour. "The author got to me with the manuscript. Oh! You know this person, and it's your older sister, Xin Yudie. "

Xin Qing was dumbstruck. When did she have an older sister? Director Zhang found that she did not say anything for a long time, and felt that she was feeling guilty, so he reminded her: "I'm here to tell you that the punishment will come when the school starts. That's all."

Xin Qing held onto her phone for a long time without being able to react. Sud-denly, she remembered something and rushed into the house. She grabbed onto Uncle Fu and asked: "Uncle Fu, who took my clothes here? Who took it? "

Uncle Fu was startled by her appearance and immediately reacted. "It's Ah Che. He was the driver who sent you to the cemetery that day."

"Where's he now? I need to see him. I have something important to ask him. " Seeing Xin Qing's reddened eyes, Uncle Fu immediately patted her hands: "Take it easy. I'll give him a call!"

When answering the call, Xin Qing did not care about being polite and directly asked: "When you took my staffs at my home, who was there?"

"Xin Yudie." He didn't mind her attitude, but neither enthusiastic to her. He added in a light tone, "Miss Xin shouldn't have heard of this name before. She's your half-sister."

Even though she had already known it, and had already thought of this outcome, Xin Qing's body still softened. Auntie Tian, who had heard it, was standing beside her and hurriedly supported her.

"Thank you." Xin Qing thanked him in a low voice.

He probably wanted to say something, but in the end, he just replied, "You're welcome."

After hanging up, Xin Qing was helped by Auntie Tian to the sofa and sat down, staring blankly at the floor.

Shaking their heads, Auntie Tian and Uncle Fu left. They had been in Ying Fami-ly for more or less ten years, and they did not know how to comfort Xin Qing. After all, their Young Master's attitude was not good.

During the night, when Ying Qingcang returned, Xin Qing was still sitting on the balcony in her room in a daze. Ying Qingcang had heard about what happened today from Ah Che, but did not take it to heart. That was Xin Qing's privacy, and there was nothing to do with him. He stood behind Xin Qing for a long time, but she did not move at all. Ying Qingcang sneered and went forward to pull her up from the chair.

Xin Qing's eyes were a little dazed. When Ying Qingcang realized that she was-n't even looking at him, he got a little angry. Did she think that he was will-ing to come for her everyday just like to finish his homework?

The discomfort of her body and the previous injustice she had suffered caused her tears to fall down uncontrollably.

She did not dare to raise her head. She could clearly see the mountain roads and the villas located dozens of meters away. Although it was already late at night, those lights and the occasional headlights on the road were all warning her that someone would see them.

She turned her head, looked at the Ying Qingcang who was still calm, bit her teeth, and spatted out a word: "You beast."

Ying Qingcang's eyes darkened. This was the first time he saw Xin Qing was cry-ing. Wasn't she always so stubborn that she even didn't cry? How could she give up so quickly?!

Suddenly, he frowned. Why's there blood?