Qing Chen sat on the sofa, staring at the flickering images on the LCD tablet.
Just as he was concentrating, faint singing drifted out from the kitchen...
Yi said, "She seems like a completely different person."
Without even looking up, Qing Chen replied, "Yeah. When life gives someone new hope, they become like that."
Over the past period of time, Black Spider had been abandoned on Black Leaf Plain and became Duke of Storm's discarded pawn.
From then on, she had begun rebelling, providing intelligence to the Giant Dynasty and the Parent's Association.
But she had never truly integrated into this group. She was like the one person in a crowd who seemed the most out of place.
There was no happiness, no goal, no hope. She herself did not know what she wanted to do. She lived like a machine.
She stayed alive only because she lacked the courage to die. That was all.
Black Spider was like her mother. When life's hardships came, their choice was to endure until the moment they could no longer endure.
But today seemed a little different. She had suddenly found new hope, because she had abruptly realized that her life was gradually beginning to belong to herself rather than anyone else.
"Why do you think she suddenly needs money? And so much of it?" Yi asked curiously. "Even Qing Ye only makes 1.2 million a month, right? But he's already one of the people in charge of the Shadow Unit."
The Qing family paid eighteen months' salary a year. In other words, besides the monthly 1.2 million, they also paid an additional six months' salary as a year-end bonus.
The financial conglomerates sucked the blood of all society to support their own members.
Qing Chen raised his head and thought for a