"You, you, okay, you're fine!" Qin Su fell slumped on the chair. Years of hope were suddenly shattered. He seemed to have aged more than ten years.
No, he can't just give up like this. Qin Feiyang is not only his son, but also his future successor. He has spent half his life on him, and he can't just give up.
He covered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Okay, I agree to your request, but you must also agree to my conditions!"
"What conditions?" Although Qin Feiyang tried hard to restrain himself, he still couldn't hide his joy.
"Complete the last task, and I will let you go free!" Qin Su said word by word.
Qin Feiyang looked into his eyes and replied decisively: "Okay, deal"
Xu Ya, who was hiding outside the door and eavesdropping on the conversation between the two, had a stern look on her face and clenched her fists.
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Late at night, the Century Palace is still bustling with laughter, bright lights, champagne, and fine wine, creating an intoxicating scene.
As soon as Ling Ye returned to the hall, he was pulled by Mrs. Jin to greet the guests. Jin Bingyun followed beside him, holding champagne and smiling. That smile looked so beautiful and innocent. Who would have thought that a thrilling scene had just been staged in the back garden? What about the battle for love?
Jin Bingyun seemed very happy and toasted repeatedly, but Ling Ye's face turned colder, which made several leaders of the municipal bureau who were having a lively chat froze in place in embarrassment. It was only after Mrs. Ling came over to smooth things over that things were settled.
"Brother Ye, are you too tired? Do you want to go to the sofa and rest for a while?" Jin Bingyun said considerately. Anyway, now that brother Ye has chosen her, she has nothing to worry about. She can show her tenderness at the right time. Being generous is more likely to win the favor of Brother Ye
Grandma said that girls should know how to figure out men's hearts and know what they are thinking and want.
Brother Ye had just experienced something like that, being pointed at a gun by a woman. Even if he didn't love that woman, as a man, male dignity was always a little hurt, so she guessed that he must not feel well, and there wasn't much. I’m busy entertaining these guests.
Ling Ye put down his wine glass, put his hands in his pockets, nodded, and walked towards the sofa, his back a little bleak.
Mrs. Ling, who was chatting and laughing with the ladies, glanced at him, covered her mouth and smiled softly. On the surface, she was pretending to greet everyone, but she was extremely happy in her heart. If she had just followed Mrs. Jin, she would not have seen it. What a wonderful scene!
Ling Ye was leaning on the sofa, rubbing his swollen forehead, his eyes were bloodshot, he clenched his fists, and his veins were clearly visible.
There seemed to be a fire lit in his heart, so hot that it seemed like it would explode the next moment. He really wanted to slap himself a few times, but he actually said those heartless words to Ranran. She looked so painful, and he His heart was as if it had been cut open with a blunt knife, and it was bloody.
He is such a coward, even the woman he loves has to rely on this method to save himself
Ling Ye arched his body and buried his face in his palms. This man felt a little uncomfortable, angry, and felt that he was incompetent. He didn't want to face himself.
"Ye..." A familiar voice sounded, and he felt that the sofa next to him had sunk a little. Ling Ye looked up and saw Nangong Yi and Huangfu Jue sitting next to him, with color on his face.