Chapter 66: Want to Be Satisfied? Which is so easy
Due to the status of the Jun family, the irritability on Qin Hongjin's face was fleeting.
He shook his head in grief, "Everything is as the police announced." ”
The implication is that there is no unsavory insider and gossip, so please don't continue this topic.
Qin Ye is not.
"It's really embarrassing for a white-haired person to send a black-haired person. However, the merits, I think Miss Qin will definitely understand in the Heavenly Spirit. ”
Qin Ye sighed with a regretful face, "People often say that good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the world will be reincarnated. If you don't believe it, look up, the sky has spared anyone. Mr. Qin, you said yes, right? ”
Qin Hongjin almost fainted in one breath.
The young man beside him was full of words, with a righteous face, as if the dead Qin Ye was his sibling.
How did she die, and what does it have to do with you?
He's here to invite them to dinner today, isn't he here to remember his eldest daughter?
Can you still eat this meal?
Angry Fall......
After exhaling several breaths in a row, Qin Hongjin nodded and said, "Yes, yes......"
After speaking, without giving Qin Ye a chance to speak, Qin Hongjin raised his voice and called: "Waiter......"
"It's time to serve."
After ordering the waiter with a straight face, Qin Hongjin turned to look at Shen Yunfei and Qin Shuyi, who were chatting happily.
Only the back of Qin Ye's head was left.
A sneer slid through Qin Ye's eyes.
Want to be satisfied?
Hehe, how can it be so easy?
Sure enough, seeing that her son was left out in the cold without anyone to take care of, Qin Shuyi no longer answered Shen Yunfei's words, turned to look at Qin Ye, and asked with a smile, "Ah Ye, what did you talk about with Mr. Qin?" ”
With a breath in his chest, Qin Hongjin wanted to steal the conversation, but he still didn't have time.
"Nothing."
Qin Ye shrugged his shoulders with a regretful expression, "Miss Qin died strangely early, I just said condolences to Mr. Qin." After all, white-haired people send black-haired people. ”
"Huh?"
Qin Shuyi looked surprised.
When Qin Shuyi arrived in Yun'an City, Qin Ye had been dead for half a month.
Whether it is news or magazines, the true and false news about Qin Ye has all been suppressed by the Qin family.
Therefore, Qin Shuyi didn't know at all.
However, as a mother, Qin Shuyi can especially understand the feeling of being like a knife.
Whether it is Jun Moting or her Ah Ye, even if she is injured a little, she can kill her, let alone die.
It's heart-wrenching.
Immediately, he looked at Shen Yunfei with a sad face, "Mrs. Qin, mourn." ”
Shen Yunfei: !!
Qin Hongjin: ......
I can't eat this meal!
Qin Hongjin made a good calculation, thinking about having a good meal with Qin Shuyi today and getting closer to each other.
At the dinner on Friday, one was the mother of the city lord and the other was the first lady of Yun'an City, and everyone saw it in their eyes, and they all knew the relationship between the two families.
In the future, what the Qin family wants to do will be much more convenient.
But Qin Hongjin didn't expect that before he started eating, he was ruined by the unscrupulous Jun Ershao in front of him.
But he couldn't do anything.
Pretending to be sad, but in fact they were not so sad, they couldn't shed a few tears when they wanted to, Qin Hongjin and Shen Yunfei had constipated expressions on their faces.
Qin Shuyi, who was on the side, was even more teary-eyed, "Ah Ye, you must be good." If something happens to you, your mother won't live......"
Woowoo......
The exquisite dishes on the table are dazzling, but the atmosphere in the elegant room is full of sadness.
A meal, unhappy parting.
On the occasion of parting, looking at Qin Hongjin and Shen Yunfei's expressions that didn't know whether to be happy or sad, Qin Ye's eyes dimmed slightly, "Mr. Qin, Mrs. Qin, ...... of condolences"
!!!
The car sped away, and Qin Hongjin's nostrils were full of air.
With a crisp click, Shen Yunfei's slender nails were pinched off in the palm of his hand.