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Aunt Zhang stood in the room at a loss, she felt that the master's eyes looked at her without warmth, and even Master Qi, who was smiling at her before, did not have any expression on his face.

Cen Qiusheng stood up, glanced at Sister Zhang in handcuffs, and walked out without saying a word. Leaving Cen Sange and his wife in the house, the policeman standing at the door looked at the Cen family with a bad face, and couldn't help but feel some sympathy for them. Last night, the Cen family specially called them and asked them to help keep an eye on a missing person named Sun Long, only to find out today that Sun Long's mother was planning to kidnap their child.

Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will be disgusted, and the Cen family did not use their power to let Sister Zhang be tossed, which has already made them kind.

"I—I can't help it," Aunt Zhang's lips kept shaking, "My child is in their hands, and if I don't agree, they will kill him." ā€

"Then have you ever thought about what will happen to these people?"

"You are so rich, and you can know so many big people, you will definitely be able to save Tuan Tuan, but Xiaolong is different, if I don't care about him, he will die." Aunt Zhang cried, "I can't help it, I'm sorry ......"

"You don't have to say I'm sorry, these three words are as light as a feather, our Cen family can't afford it," Cen Sange said with a cold face, "If you kidnap attempt now, the law will sentence you however you want, our Cen family will not interfere, but we will not intercede for you." ā€

"Sanshao," Aunt Zhang knelt in front of them, "Please let me go, what can Xiaolong do without me?" ā€

"You're involved in a criminal case, what does it have to do with whether we let you go or not?" Third Brother Cen's expression was even colder, "After you receive the threat information from the kidnappers, what you should do is to call the police, instead of exchanging our Cen family's children for your son." ā€

"But my son has been missing for so long, and the police haven't found him, what's the use of calling the police?!" Aunt Zhang said emotionally, "If I don't give Tuan Tuan to them, they will tear up the ticket, I can't afford to gamble!" I know I'm sorry for you, but I don't have any other choice. ā€

"Since you have no other choice, then we have no other choice," Qi Yan, who had never spoken, couldn't bear to say, "As a mother, you want to hurt another mother's child, and saying so many reasons is nothing more than selfishness." Your suffering, your suffering, we are not interested, you don't need to say it anymore. ā€

"Mr. Qi," Aunt Zhang saw that even Qi Yan, who had helped her, said this, and suddenly her face was completely ashen, and she muttered, "Why are you all unwilling to help me, why?" ā€

Qi Yan saw a lot of emotions in her, the most was not guilt, but hatred and unwillingness. He looked away expressionlessly, a little glad that he hadn't told her the truth that Sun Long had died last night. Because not only will she not believe it, but she will hate him for talking nonsense, and this morning, she will still choose to take Tuan Tuan away.

It's really strange that people are really strange, obviously Sister Zhang is gentle and kind, but when it comes to herself, she will become infinitely selfish, and she can ignore the law and ignore everything for herself.

"We don't have anything to say to her," Cen Baihe saw that Qi Yan's expression was not quite right, and said to the two policemen guarding the house, "Take her away." ā€

"Captain, we found a body in an abandoned old building, the time of death was ten to fifteen days ago," a policeman pushed the door in, he looked at Aunt Zhang sympathetically, "After DNA comparison on the deceased's body, we have determined that the deceased is Sun Long, who reported his disappearance some time ago." ā€

"What did you say?!" Aunt Zhang grabbed the policeman's clothes like crazy, "What did you say?" ā€

No one thought that a handcuffed woman would have such a strong hand, her eyes were cracked like a demon crawling out of hell, "How could our little dragon die, are you deliberately lying to me?" Obviously, those people contacted me last night, saying that as long as they brought a Cen family member to them, they could release our little dragon. ā€

"Impossible! You're all lying to me! ā€

She turned her head with red eyes and glared at the Cen family with hatred, "Are you letting these policemen lie to me?!" ā€

The Cen family did not answer her.

Aunt Zhang let go of the policeman who was caught by her, staggered a few steps, and she was so sad that she couldn't even shed a tear. She only felt that her heart was empty, and the whole person seemed to be stepping on cotton, which was not real at all. She stared at Qi Yan deadly, and then said in a hoarse voice, "Did you already know?" ā€

That's why his expression was so ugly last night, so he told her that he didn't find it.

"Now that you already know, why didn't you tell me sooner?!" After she shouted these words, tears suddenly burst out of her eyes, "Why are you lying to me? ā€

"Will you believe me when I say it?" Qi Yan asked rhetorically, "Won't you try to kidnap Tuan Tuan after I said it?" ā€

Aunt Zhang didn't answer Qi Yan's question, she covered her face with her hands and cried loudly, crying so much that her liver and intestines were broken, and her voice was hoarse.

Qi Yan got up from the chair, no longer looked at Aunt Zhang, walked past Aunt Zhang, and walked out of the room. Seeing this, Cen Baihe followed, although Qian Qian's expression was as usual, he could feel that Qian Qian's mood should not be very good.

"Money, money."

Qi Yan looked back at Cen Baihe, who had caught up, and slowed down: "What are you doing here?" ā€

"What are you doing in there?" Cen Baihe walked up to him, "If the eldest brother and sister-in-law are here today, Sister Zhang will definitely make the eldest brother and sister-in-law angry if she says that." ā€

Qi Yan reluctantly hooked the corners of his lips: "Yes, when I hear these words, I feel cold, not to mention Tuan Tuan's parents." ā€

"You're not happy?" Cen Baihe hesitated, but still asked what he wanted to say.

"No," Qi Yan shook his head, "I just think that some parents are willing to give everything for their children, while some parents don't treat their children seriously, which shows that reincarnation is really a technical job." ā€

Cen Baihe suddenly remembered Qian Qian's life experience, and reached out to pat him on the back: "Don't think too much." ā€

Qi Yan smiled, the two went downstairs, walked to the pavilion in the small garden outside and sat down, Qi Yan held his cheek with one hand: "Do you know why my surname is Qi?" ā€

This question reminded Cen Baihe of the visions he saw in the Heaven Sacrifice Array, the children who were picked up from the garbage heap, and the words of the green-robed Taoist priest.

At that time, the Taoist priest seemed to say that it was a miracle to be alive in such cold weather?

"My master said that when he picked me up, I was lying naked in a garbage heap, my whole body was purple from freezing, my throat was hoarse from crying, and my stomach was flat with hunger, but I still survived," Qi Yan was still a little dissatisfied with his undomineering name, "His old man didn't say that it was a miracle that I was alive, so he gave me the surname Qi." ā€

Speaking of this, Qi Yan was quite speechless, "I should really thank him for not letting me have the surname garbage heap or anything." ā€

Cen Baihe's expression suddenly became a little subtle.

"What are you thinking?" Qi Yan glared at him.

"Didn't think about anything." Cen Baihe shook his head with a serious face.

"You think I'll believe you?" Qi Yan squinted, "Say, are you secretly laughing at my name?" ā€

"Your name is so nice, why laugh at it?" Cen Baihe coughed dryly, "How good your surname is, don't worry about having the same name as Zhao Qiansun, Li Wangma, Tang Sun, etc., you say how much personality you have." "Of course, if it's called Layan, garbage Yan, pile Yan or something like that, it's more funny.

Qi Yan glanced at Cen Baihe's face several times before giving up this question, recently he couldn't see Baihe's face clearly, just like he couldn't understand Master's face. Master once told him that anyone in their line of work can calculate their lives, but he and those who are very close to him can't.

When he first met Cen Baihe, he could still see Cen Baihe's face clearly, but now he can't figure it out, the only thing he can see is the extremely rich purple qi and golden merits on the other party's fangs and claws.

He thought that he could not count the lives of only himself and his master in this life, but he didn't expect that there would be another one now.

"Cut," Qi Yan dismissed such hypocritical words, he looked up at the sky, and suddenly said, "It's going to rain at night." ā€

"Huh?" Cen Baihe looked at the bright sun in the sky, but he didn't have the slightest doubt about what Qi Yan said.

"You're not going to the company today?"

"I'll have lunch with you before leaving," Cen Baihe glanced at Qi Yan's injured arm, "You have to avoid eating at noon, don't eat anything." ā€

Qi Yan hugged his head: "Got it, Baihe Dad." ā€

Cen Baihe almost didn't come up in one breath, stared at Qi Yan for a long time and said, "Then should I call you a child?" ā€

Qi Yan: ......

Baihe is getting less and less fun now, and it's too shameful to be so embarrassed. He has a classmate in college who is from Shu Province, and the note he gave to his girlfriend on his mobile phone is "Mi'er", and it is said that some couples in Shu Province will call them lovers when they joke with each other.

But looking at Bai He's serious appearance, he shouldn't know this little habit, so he coughed dryly: "Forget it, I won't mess with you."

Cen Baihe: No, it's still okay to make trouble, especially in the future, it's good to call him dad.

When it was finally time to eat, the dishes placed in front of Qi Yan were all light and good for wounds, and he depressedly pulled down two bowls of rice and drank a bowl of soup, feeling that his appetite was terrible today.

"Don't go out this afternoon," Cen Baihe said to Qi Yan while putting on his coat, "If someone is looking for you, let them come to the house, and you don't go out directly." ā€

"Hmm." Qi Yan nodded obediently and sat on the sofa flipping through magazines.

"Call me if you have something," Cen Baihe walked to the door and looked back at Qi Yan who was slumped on the sofa lazily, "Don't eat indiscriminately, I've already told the people in the kitchen, I can't make you a small snack with a heavy taste." ā€

Qi Yan knew that Cen Baihe cared about himself, so he could only nod obediently, but he still said with a mouthful: "Got it, Baihe's father, go to work quickly." ā€

Cen Baihe didn't laugh angrily, his good-looking eyes scanned Qi Yan's face, and then went out with a strange smile.

Qi Yan touched his face and felt that something strange seemed to be there.

Third Brother Cen, who was standing at the corner of the stairs, heard the conversation between the two clearly, and always felt as if something cold had slapped him on the face.

Master Qi is also too dull, which good friend gets along like this?