Chapter 584: [Fan Wai] A Little Conspiracy of a Traitor! 1
Qin Feng's slightly raised lips froze, and the four big characters above made his eyes red.
"Who wrote it?!"
Based on his experience, when he first saw these four bright red characters, he was 90% sure that they were written in blood.
As for what kind of blood it is, we will test it later and we will find out.
"Mi Hui...!!"
Qin Zhe said those two words calmly, but his mood was extremely heavy.
Qin Feng's face also darkened.
Crossing his arms over his chest, he guessed right.
Su Yang is really ill-fated.
After finally getting together with Qin Zhe, Shan Zichen appeared again.
Qin Zhe had good intentions and wanted to find her long-lost family.
But I didn’t expect that what I pulled out was a family’s lamp that didn’t save oil...!!
"Brother, let's talk after we go in...!"
Qin Feng said, holding his hands behind his back, and walked in step by step.
Qin Zhe followed him gloomily.
In the early autumn season, the maple leaves in the forest were already burning bright red, making their figures red...
The whole atmosphere is heavy and there is a hint of explosion...
Such an atmosphere seemed to have infected the servants in the villa. They were all cleaning solemnly, not daring to look up at these two young men who exuded nobility...
Qin Feng took Qin Zhe all the way to his private laboratory.
After only a simple test, it was found that it was a component of chicken blood.
It seems that this Mi Hui really wants to use An Suyang's desire for family affection to lead her step by step towards their trap...
Qin Feng clapped his hands and put a hand on Qin Zhe's shoulder.
"Brother, do you want me to help you repair this family?!"
Qin Zhe gave a bitter smile and shook his head.
Qin Feng's eyes narrowed fiercely.
His eyes fell on Qin Zhe's hesitant face.
This is not like Qin Zhe's style.
"Why?"
Qin Zhe stretched out two fingers and asked, "Is there any smoke?!"
Qin Feng's brows furrowed without trace, he took out a cigar from his pocket, lit it, and stuffed it between Qin Zhe's two fingers.
"Are you afraid that your sister-in-law will be unhappy?"
Qin Zhe took a deep breath from the cigar, raised his head, and exhaled a long stream of smoke...
Under the warm light, their faces were buried in the smoke, creating a wonderful pattern...
"Find them and ask them what they want..."
Qin Zhe put out the cigar in his hand and looked down at the shiny leather shoes on his feet...