Chapter 1260

Mrs. Qin gently grasped Qin Zheng's arm with her hand.

She half leaned against her husband's arms, and a light smile appeared on Qin Zheng's gentle and calm face. She slowly stretched out her hand, rubbed Mrs. Qin's hair top, and slightly eased her voice. Her voice was light and gentle.

"Butterfly, don't be paranoid. Think it over before you make a decision and do something."

Over the years, Mrs. Qin is too worried about Qin Zong.

Already a little paranoid.

Mrs. Qin pursed her lips slightly and didn't speak.

Qin Zheng sighed softly, took his wife's hand and walked slowly to the small room at the end of the corridor.

Both sides of the corridor are very clean, completely free of any dust or dirt.

Mrs. Qin walked gracefully, her eyes inadvertently glanced at both sides, and her beautiful eyes showed full surprise.

Can't help looking at Qin Zheng on the side, "Xiao Zong, have you been back here?"

Qin Zheng sighed softly.

Although Mrs. Qin has been paying attention to Qin Zong.

But in any case, Qin Zong is the war experienced king of China.

What he doesn't want others to know, even the president of M can't find out.

Even if Mrs. Qin is Qin Zong's mother.

When Qin Zong wanted to hide something, she couldn't find it out.

An iron lock was hung on the rusty iron door.

Qin Zheng gently stretched out his hand and took down the hairpin on Mrs. Qin's black hair.

Poke the pointed end into the keyhole, gently move it, "pop" and listen to the sound of the secret lock opening.

Mrs. Qin raised her eyebrows slightly, and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked. "I thought you had forgotten these things."

Mrs. Qin's tone was slightly ridiculed.

Qin Zheng showed a helpless look.

"After all, I've been playing for so many years."

When Qin Zheng was young, his temperament was very different from that of Qin Zong.

In fact, the second young master of the Qin family 20 years ago was dandy and domineering.

Play what's exciting.

It doesn't look like it is now.

Old man Qin didn't know how many times he beat Qin Zheng. Every time he got into trouble, he locked Qin Zheng in his room.

Tell him to shut up.

When you reflect, you know you're wrong, and when you can go out.

Qin Zheng was also stubborn when he was young. He learned the skill of sliding the door and prying the lock without a teacher.

I've never seen old man Qin lock him.

Qin Zheng pried open the lock of the door and looked back with guilty conscience.

To make sure that his infatuated son didn't follow, he secretly took off the lock.

Mrs. Qin who witnessed the whole process

She pulled at the corner of her mouth.

Qin Zheng slowly pushed the door open.

Although the basement has been cleaned, it is underground.

The air flow is blocked.

There was still a musty smell.

And the furniture has been stuffy for a long time.

Mixed together.

But these tastes are not as strong as the smell of ink.

The tip of Mrs. Qin's nose moved slightly. She smelled the smell in the air. It seemed that she thought of something, and her eyebrows moved slightly.

"Pa!"

Qin Zheng went into the room first and turned on the light in the room.

Adapted to the dark eyes, she couldn't stand the stimulation of strong light for a moment. Mrs. Qin narrowed her eyes slightly and subconsciously blocked the strong light on the ceiling with the back of her hand.

It took me a while to put my hand down.

She stepped into the room and happened to stand in the middle of the room. Qin Zheng leaned slightly.

A portrait of someone who is tall is exposed in the opposite corner.

Mrs. Qin's face looked bleary.