The temperature in the hospital room was plummeting, giving off a chill.

Quan Zichen didn't give Quan Fuyi a chance, and continued to say coldly: "Three years ago, you wanted to hand over the group to Quan Yang, just because he got the diamond mine. But you don't know that the diamond mine was snatched by Quan Yang from my Quan Zichen. ”

"I've done a lot for the group, but you...... It doesn't seem to be visible. Quan Zichen sneered.

"Xiao Chen, you don't have to say a word!" Zhang Rong frowned and shouted, "The group is yours now, and it is not Quan Yang's, you don't need to force your father so much." ”

"I said, I don't care about the Kwon Group. Even if I'm not the president of this group now, I can build an empire stronger than the Kwon clan! Quan Zichen frowned and made a loud noise.

What he wanted was that his father didn't threaten Mu Qingqing with any capital, all he wanted was to take away his father's so-called talisman.

If it weren't for his father coercing Mu Qingqing first, he wouldn't care about that power of attorney.

"Father, the deadline, a quarter of an hour." Quan Zichen looked at Quan Fuyi coldly, "In a quarter of an hour, I will contact my friends in Switzerland." ”

"Quan Zichen, you're reversed!" Quan Fuyi was very angry, "You have lost all your rationality for the sake of that woman." ”

"I never persecute anyone, it's just that I don't like people to force me first." Quan Zichen glanced at Quan Fuyi.

"Where's Mu Qingqing?!" Quan Fuyi was very excited, "You let that woman come over!" You've been bewitched by her, what is it about that woman that attracts you? I'm going to ask what Gu she gave you. ”

Quan Zichen didn't speak, he walked straight to the window of the ward.

He didn't say a word, just pushed open the window of the hospital room with all his might!

Outside, the night is as deep as water, the sky is like ink, this is a VIP senior ward, and it is quiet outside.

Looking from the window, downstairs is a lawn with pavilions and pavilions.

Although it is early autumn, there are many pots of ornamental autumn chrysanthemums on the edge of the lawn, and they are beautiful in various colors and varieties under the illumination of the street lamps.

The scenery here is not bad, and it is really suitable for recuperation.

Quan Zichen took out a cigarette from his suit pocket and glanced at the watch in his hand.

He didn't say a word, just lit a cigarette.

Soon, his face was more hazy under the shroud of smoke, but also more ruthless.

The lines of his face were still stiff and deep, uncompromising, and his eyes as sharp as obsidian were even more gloomy and cold.

Compared with Quan Zichen's composure, Quan Fuyi's face was more anxious.

He had no way to get rid of Quan Zichen, he knew that there were all Quan Zichen's people outside!

He also has no way to call the outside world, and now he has no way.

In the past, he persecuted countless people, forced many large groups to sell their shares, small companies went bankrupt, and many executives fell into the streets, but he never thought that one day he would be persecuted by his own son.

"Xiao Chen, what I just said, you think about it." Zhang Rong said, "Besides, don't forget that the child Mu Qingqing is pregnant with is another man's." You are just with Mu Qingqing like this, and in the future, you will hand over the Quan Group to a child who has no blood relationship with you? ”

Zhang Rong really didn't know what Mu Qingqing used to make Quan Zichen like this, and even made him willing to raise children for others.

He is Quan Zichen, the president of Quan's Group, the pride of the sky!

How many women flock to him, but he only needs one Mu Qingqing!

But after saying this, Quan Zichen's face did not change at all.

He took another cigarette out of his pocket and lit it silently.

"Xiao Chen, I know, you must care in your heart, no man would want to face a child who doesn't belong to him. You don't think it matters now, but what about when this child is born? Do you think Mu Qingqing won't let him go to his biological father? ”

"Xiao Chen, when you face that child in the future, can you still be so calm? He looks like his real father, not you! ”

Zhang Rong looked at Quan Zichen's face as she spoke, but after saying so much, Quan Zichen didn't react at all.

She didn't know that Quan Zichen loved Mu Qingqing to this extent.

Just when Zhang Rong wanted to speak, Quan Zichen turned his head, his eyes were cold and cold.

He picked up the mobile phone in his pocket, flipped to a number, and said lightly: "This is the number of my friend in Switzerland, and he is waiting for me to call back." ”

"Xiao Chen, you!" Zhang Rong was helpless, deeply helpless.

After saying so much, Quan Zichen was not moved at all, not at all.

On the contrary, when the time comes, he will send Quan Fuyi abroad!

With Quan Fuyi's current situation, he is no match for Quan Zichen at all.

Quan Zichen continued: "Don't worry, the place I found has a good scenery and excellent medical environment and conditions. It's just that the information is a little blocked, and sometimes, the phone can't get out. ”

His low, slightly hoarse voice was particularly intimidating to hear at this time.

The whole ward was filled with depression, and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Zhang Rong was very helpless, she knew that she couldn't persuade Quan Zichen at all.

Once it is Quan Zichen's decision, no one can change it, and when the time comes, he will definitely send Quan Fuyi out.

Silence, silence.

The window was filled with the smell of tobacco, smoke surrounded by smoke and a gentle evening breeze.

There was a stalemate in the ward, Zhang Rong shook her head, she couldn't move Quan Zichen anymore.

Reluctantly, she walked away and sat down on the couch.

She didn't say anything, and the next decision was to let Quan Fuyi do it herself.

If Quan Zichen really had to send him to Switzerland, she would accompany him. But, Quan Fuyi's old bones, can he still afford such a toss?

Silence, still empty silence.

The evening breeze blew in through the windows, bringing the scent of grass downstairs. In this season, the grass is a little yellow, and it is not attractive.

Quan Zichen narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance far-reachingly.

Lights flickered in the distance, and the stars were dotted.

When he finished smoking his second cigarette, Quan Zichen raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

"Three minutes to go."

Quan Fuyi kept coughing, he couldn't speak, and Zhang Rong just sat silently on the side.

None of them have a way to take power.

Time ticks and ticks, passing like flowing water.

Quan Zichen closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets, silently feeling the autumn night, the autumn wind intoxicated. Fine dust floats in the air, and the dust floats, and the light and shadow whirl.

Quan Zichen, who closed his eyes, had a cold contour on his face like a knife, quiet, indifferent, and unapproachable.

Looking at the past from Quan Fuyi's point of view, Quan Zichen is like a silent statue, not moving at all, but always revealing majesty.