Chapter 1122

Yantao's eyes slightly picked, and her pale eyes rippled with a shallow indifferent smile. She took a step forward, didn't even look at Sri an, and looked at the old man, "Grandpa Qin, where's my family?"

Qin Yi frowned and glared at the young man fiercely: what is your family!

That's my family. I've said it many times!

"No, he told me that he had something to do these two days. Let me tell you."

Qin Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and opened his mouth.

Yan Tao: "really?"

Qin Yiyuan thought Yantao would continue to ask him about Qin Zong's whereabouts, but he didn't expect that Yantao just gently raised his eyebrows, turned to look at Sri an and said quietly, "now that you're ready, take off on time."

The young man in white gently picked up his eyebrows and eyes, and his picturesque eyebrows were gentle and almost indifferent.

Srian and others looked at each other, "OK."

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Qin's backyard.

Qin Zong's slender fingers pinched his forehead with some weight, and bursts of dizziness surged up. He frowned gently, held the bed up and sat down.

The bedside phone kept ringing. Qin Zong leaned over and cut off the phone at will.

As soon as I got through, Lian Feng's anxious stamping voice came from the opposite side, "sir! Where are you? I called you more than a dozen times, but you didn't answer any!"

Qin Zong opened the quilt, got out of bed, went to the table and poured a glass of cold water. His voice was low and hoarse, "what's the matter?"

"Lord Qin! Yan Shen is leaving soon. The plane will take off in half an hour. Didn't you tell me you were going to go to country m together? What happened? Master Qin said you had an important task and went on a mission."

Lian Feng peeked at the boy sitting over there.

The sun was just right, and the young man in white was as tall as a pine and cypress. He was sitting lazily in a chair and chatting with Qi Zheng.

The youth seems to be the thin lips of cherry petals, slightly tilted, and the smile on the lips is simple but free and easy.

I don't see much emotion.

However, Lian Feng didn't think Yan Tao was really in a good mood.

He covered his mobile phone, quietly retreated, avoided the people around him, and said in a dark voice, "Sir, are you really going to break up with Yan God?"

"Where are you?"

Qin Zong narrowed his eyes slightly and grabbed the clothes on the hanger, "send me the position right away."

The man's voice was cold and cold, with a faint urgency.

"The third airport."

Lian Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

I didn't mean to go back on my word.

Just turned around and Lian Feng scratched his head impatiently.

Obviously, he knew that it was the most correct thing for Lord Qin to separate from Yan Shen.

Why did you subconsciously choose the wrong path.

Qin Zong pulled his clothes and put them on. He strode out of the room and ran to the garage very quickly.

When he went out, he saw Qin Zheng sitting by the door. He heard the voice and turned his eyes.

Qin Zong is very much like Qin Zheng.

But they are similar in character.

In appearance, Qin Zong is more like Mrs. Qin.

"Dad."

Qin Zong stopped in front of Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng raised his eyes slightly. He smiled, "your great grandfather told me to wait for you here."

"Stop me."

Qin Yi knows Qin Zong. On the contrary, Qin Zong also knows grandpa Tai's temperament.

"Child, you've grown up."

Qin Zheng got up. His dark eyebrows were indifferent and distant, with no sorrow or joy. "Dad believes you, you will make the best choice."

Even if this choice, you will still hit your head and blood.