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Chapter 411: Good to have you, baby! 6

A few tears streaked across An Suyang's face, and they were happy tears...

Has he figured it out?

Yeah?

At least, if he is willing to face this matter with a positive attitude, then his life will one day be filled with warm sunshine...

The moment Qin Zhe opened the door and walked out, An Suyang seemed to see endless hope waving to them...

Outside, it was already evening...

The setting sun burned a large area of ​​the sky red, connecting it with the fiery red maple leaves...

The entire villa is reflected in a prosperous scene...

Qin Zhe took a deep breath and strode forward...

Qin Feng, you fool...!!

Qin Zhe drove his stylish extended Lotus all the way down to the villa...

In the vast sea of ​​people, where was he going to find Qin Feng?

+++The legendary dividing line++++

After Qin Feng came out of the villa, he walked aimlessly in the streets and alleys of the upper city...

Like a walking zombie, shuttling through the crowded crowd...

His eyes were always staring blankly ahead, as if nothing in this world could penetrate his eyes...

Everyone thinks he is a mental patient...

At first, she pointed at him, but in the end, she simply avoided him...!

Qin Feng smiled coldly, laughing until tears flowed freely...

This world has abandoned him...

The only relative he found didn't want him anymore...!!

Qin Feng, what’s the point of living in this world?

He smiled crazily, sat in a corner of a shopping mall, and opened the note Qin Zhe gave him...

He recognized the handwriting on it...

That's Mrs. Long's handwriting...

Memories about Mrs. Long flashed through his mind. At that time, he was only about three years old...

There are very few things that I can remember...

Master Long trained him cruelly all day long, and he was so small that he couldn't even hold a hand...!!

But Master Long never cared about him. He only beat him and scolded him. Then he kept teaching him how to hold a gun and shoot the dummy in front of him...

Only when she had some free time, Mrs. Long would bring him a cup of tea or give him a cone...

At that time, he didn't even know how to be grateful...!

By the time he learned to be grateful, Mrs. Long had been dead for many years...

And he has become insensitive to the point of being cold-blooded and cruel to the point of violence...!


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