The big stone in Yan Lingyun's heart was completely put down.

"At that time, you will be helped and you will definitely kill that kid here!"

"certainly!"

This time, the voice answered very firmly.

"That kid is young and has such extraordinary achievements in the secular world. If he is willing to grow up, he is afraid that in time, he will be threatened by him."

"After such a disaster, I will definitely not let him grow up!"

Yan Lingyun also felt relieved when he heard the Venerable's words.

As long as the Venerable is willing to help, a mere Qin Changsheng will be just an ant after all!

...

After Andinghai and Zhao Xinrui left the Yan family, they returned directly to the Kyoto Hotel and planned to make an appointment with representatives from all parties.

Two hours later, everyone dispersed and most of the details were explained clearly.

Now, I am ready to go, but I only lack the east wind.

What surprised everyone was that most other families or forces sent second-in-command, third-in-command or elders in charge of military power, the Qin family directly asked Qin Jinghui, the actual leader, to come.

The importance is directly full.

In a concert hall after the meeting, Qin Changsheng played the piano, and pleasant music flowed in the hall.

A middle-aged man in a suit slowly walked in, stopped the waiter from interrupting Qin Changsheng's movements, and stood quietly beside him to appreciate.

This scene was a bit particularly warm.

"Why did you come in person?"

Qin Changsheng slowly lowered the cover of the piano and looked at Qin Jinghui.

Although the relationship between father and son is not very good now, at least it can communicate normally.

For two men, perhaps this distance is not far or near, but the best way to get along.

Qin Jinghui quipped, "As for such a big thing, my Qin family must set an example. Besides, is it possible that I am still afraid that you will tie me up?"

After saying this, both of them laughed at the same time.

Last time, when Qin Jinghui was so confident that his eldest son would not attack him, he was packed away in a sack the next second.

Qin Changsheng smiled and said, "I don't have that kind of hobby. Besides, you are the head of the Qin family. Who dares to touch you?"

Qin Jinghui shook his head. If Qin Changsheng had fallen in love with his seat now, he would not hesitate to move his butt.

As long as his son wants, everything in the Qin family can be his.

Qin Jinghui's eyes turned to the piano in front of Qin Changsheng, and his eyes became very gentle.

"At the time, your mother was also very talented in music. If she had been exposed to a good enough music education since she was a child, she should be a musician whose name resounded throughout the world."

Children like him who came from famous families were naturally influenced by some art.

However, Qin Jinghui knew that he did not have any talent in this area. The few musical understandings were all infuriated by famous teachers because of his identity.

Now that he saw Qin Changsheng playing the piano with his own eyes, he felt Qin Changsheng's transcendent level, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

These musical talents are gifts she left to her children.

Qin Changsheng did not accept Qin Jinghui's words, and in his heart, Qin Jinghui still had no qualifications to talk to him about his mother.

Her skillful hands that should have danced on the piano were eventually sunk in the oily skewers shop, trapped in the trivialities and trivialities of life.

Seeing that Qin Changsheng was unwilling to say anything, Qin Jinghui sighed secretly in his heart.

As he spoke, he became cautious.

It's interesting to say that at a certain age, parents who seem to get along with their children will become cautious.

"Changsheng, do you know, actually, you and I are college alumni?"

This surprised Qin Changsheng a little: "Is that so? There is still something wrong?"

Qin Changsheng always thought that young men from a big family like Qin Jinghui would be sent abroad to study when they were studying.

"Actually, it's not just me, but your mother, and your alumni."

As he said that, Qin Jinghui delivered a gold-plated notice to Qin Changsheng.

"You may not know that during the time you were not in college, you had graduated. You didn't catch up with the graduation ceremony, but for so many years, the school has always had a traditional activity, which is to climb Mount Kongming..."

It is a scenic mountain in the outskirts of Kongming Mountain. It is said that many young people have some companies on outings, and the school team building activities will be chosen there.

If it were Qin Changsheng in the past, he might be willing to participate in this special moment.

But for him now, all this is like a child playing house, and it has lost too much practical significance.

Qin Changsheng politely took the envelope from Qin Jinghui and started to look through it casually.

Looking at Qin Changsheng's actions, Qin Jinghui knew that he had no intention of going over.

While sighing in his heart, he still wanted to fight for something: "Changsheng, if possible, I hope you can go and take a look. The sunrise on Kongming Peak is very good, it is worth seeing, and..."

Qin Jinghui paused, and a look of nostalgia flashed across his face.

"And that's where your mother and I...determine our lifelong life."

Qin Changsheng's movements stopped for a moment.

He actually never thought that his parents' love was something worthy of praise.

No matter what the reason or how unspeakable it is, it will never be forgiven.

However, this did not prevent Qin Changsheng from going to the place where his mother walked.

Qin Jinghui looked at Qin Changsheng, his eyes full of softness: "Changsheng, in fact, at that time, your name had been decided. It was your mother who decided."

"oh?"

Qin Changsheng was a little surprised.

He always thought that his name was actually just a simple wish, just like the name "Dog Sheng" that the older generation liked to use. Even the dog was left. God was even more reluctant to accept you, so he prayed that those who used this name would live for a long time.

Could it be that his "eternal life" has any deeper meaning?

Seeing Qin Changsheng finally showing a curious look, Qin Jinghui couldn't help but brag about his son.

"When I was studying, I was a literary youth. I spent a lot of effort at that time and carried an electronic piano to the top of the mountain. Hehe, in the end, your mother was talking about it all the time."

Qin Changsheng said to Qin Jinghui a little annoyed: "Go to the top of the mountain to play the piano? You really think about it!"

Qin Jinghui laughed, not caring about Qin Changsheng's attitude.

"You can't say it, under the rising sun, above the peak, the vast world, playing a song is really romantic."

Qin Changsheng looked at the piano in front of him and the storage bracelet in his hand, and fell into deep thought.
Chapter completed!