Eastern Europe and North America have always been in constant disputes, with spies and undercover agents popping up all the time. It was his fault that he failed to spot Lin Qing's clues. Back then, Lin Qing did not suffer much loss to the Tang Sect.
It's just that operations in Eastern Europe were hindered, and some of the Tang Sect's arms business was disrupted.
"Daddy, Lin Qing is, and so is Lin Lin." Xia Baobei said, narrowing her eyes, flashing a flash of fire, and hiding it in her heart, "After Lin Qing died, the head of the Eastern European secret service contacted Lin Lin and asked her to replace her sister.
Lurking beside you."
"You only see the appearance of these sisters but not the heart."
Tang Yebai was even more surprised. No wonder, as soon as Lin Qing died, Lin Lin went abroad immediately. He was busy with work, especially in the first few years, and basically had no time to go to the United States to see Lin Lin frequently. If she did anything, he really didn't know.
Xia Baobao said, "Daddy, I'm telling you this just because I hope you hate Mommy less. Mommy also had her own problems back then. Her family was broken up and her family was broken up. She was filled with grief and anger. It was the time when she wanted to find someone to bury with her.
Unfortunately, Tang Clan has been used as cannon fodder. You harmed her sister first, and she indirectly harmed your brother later. Does this count as even?"
Xia Baobao really hopes that human life and hatred can really be like this, that addition, subtraction, multiplication and division can be equalized.
If so, how great it would be.
Tang Yebai lowered his eyes and remained silent. The deep hatred in his heart actually faded a lot at the moment when Xia Chenxi fired the gun. He remembered that before he died, he remembered that it was not hatred.
He remembered someone who said that when a person is about to die, what he sees is what he loves the most. All he saw were Xia Chenxi and Xia Baobei. There was no hatred at all, just regret...
He thought that they would be together for a long, long time, but he did not expect that Xia Chenxi would end their future with her own hands.
He was lying in a pool of blood, and at the moment when his consciousness was lost, he wanted to grab Xia Chenxi's hand and ask, have you ever loved me, even just a little bit? Otherwise, he would die in peace.
The pictures he saw were all of Xia Chenxi. Past memories were playing in his mind like a movie. Only then did Tang Yebai understand that there was only a thin line between love and hate.
How much you hate, how much you love.
"Daddy, can we forget those unhappy things?" Xia Tian looked at Tang Yebai a little aggrievedly, "Look at this family, it's hurt, it's gone, it's so ugly that we were so good before."
"We are so happy, hanging out together, eating together, laughing happily together, we have such a happy life, the dead are dead, the living are the most important, you can't always live with the burden of so many people."
"Shall we find mommy and take her home?"
Tang Yebai looked at his son, some words were choked in his throat and he could not say them out. Who can refuse such a sincere desire of a child? Who can refuse a child's longing for home.
We found mommy and took her home.
What a sad sentence.
Nowadays, this family is really in disarray.
He and Xia Chenxi resented each other and hurt each other. Their hearts were already scarred, and he didn't know how to repair them.
Chen Xi could be so cruel and shoot him. He was really not sure what position he occupied in her heart.
If it was love, how could she take such a cruel shot?