Qin Buyan turned his head and glanced at the angry middle-aged man in the distance, slightly curling his lips: "If I remember correctly, you are no longer my father. Qin Bufan, you are so embarrassed to say such things.
Really? How thick-skinned are you?"
"No matter what you say, this is a fact that you can't change."
"Qin Bufan, what qualifications do you have to be my father?" The man's voice was very cold, without any warmth, and even his expression was cold.
Looking up at the man in front of her, Mu Ziyi's eyebrows raised slightly, not to mention that her brother was in a bad mood, Qin Bufan, damn it!
The murderous aura in his heart flashed away, and turned calm the next second, but the smile in his watery eyes disappeared slightly.
Hearing the man's question, Qin Bufan's face immediately darkened, as if he was angry because he was right and didn't know how to respond.
"You have nothing to say, right? Qin Bufan, it turns out that you still have some self-awareness. It seems that you are not hopeless yet."
If you pay attention carefully, you will definitely find that every time Qin Buyan calls Qin Bufan, he calls him by his first name, not the head of the Qin family.
Perhaps he was too cold-hearted and disappointed in Qin Bufan, so even the last trace of family affection and respect disappeared.
Qin Bufan paused for a moment. At this moment, he really didn't know how to answer.
There is no need for others to explain what kind of person he is. In fact, he himself knows best. But in this world of the jungle, if you cannot become stronger, you will have no choice but to be slaughtered by others.
He admitted that his character was perverted and twisted, as well as cruel and vicious.
He treated Qin Buhe and Qin Buyu with some sincerity, but towards Qin Buyan, all he had was endless disgust and hatred.
Listening to his scoldings and questions, he was a little speechless.
The golden light spilled into the earth, which was extremely dazzling.
The number of people in the hall on the first floor gradually increased, and many people cast strange glances at Qin Buyan's table, as if they were curious about what happened between them.
Being stared at by so many people, no matter how thick-skinned Qin Bufan is, he would not choose to continue arguing with them on this occasion. This will only affect his image and is unnecessary.
If Mu Ziyi knew what he was thinking, he would definitely sneer, "Qin Bufan, do you still have an image to speak of?"
After calming down his emotions, Qin Bufan did not talk to the two of them anymore. Instead, he chose a table, sat down, and asked the waiter to get some food.
After finishing breakfast, Qin Buyan and Mu Ziyi left.
The two of them had no idea where they wanted to go, nor had they chosen a location, so they just walked forward, wherever they went.
Mu Ziyi is happy as long as Qin Buyan is there. So no matter where she goes, she can adapt.
In fact, she is different from other people of her age. She doesn't like those bustling cities, she doesn't like the streets with only strangers, and she doesn't like the feeling of being alone.
But with Qin Buyan by her side, she felt warm and felt that she was not alone, just like at home.
It was precisely because Mu Hanyue and his party were relieved of Qin Buyan that they allowed Mu Ziyi to follow him, otherwise they would have locked her up and not let her go out.
It's not that I'm not worried about her, but I don't want to hinder what Mu Ziyi wants to do.