Chapter 65: Let him draw water in a bamboo basket

In the evening, Jun Moting came back, and Qin Ye voiced his doubts.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, Jun Moting raised his eyes to look at Qin Ye, and looked at the school with a face, "What do you think?" ”

Qin Ye was silent in thought.

Qin Hongjin started from scratch, and he was able to bring the Qin Group to the scale it is today, and the means to operate the Qin family from obscurity to the first family in Yun'an City are not blown.

No profit can not afford to be early.

If it weren't profitable, Qin Hongjin would never have had a banquet for Qin Shuyi for no reason.

Thinking of the Qin family's banquet on Friday night, Qin Ye pondered and said: "He wants to be familiar in front of his mother, and create the illusion that the Qin family and the city lord's mansion have a good relationship when the time comes, right?" ”

Then, in the days to come, the fox is fake and the tiger is mighty.

Seek more benefits for the Qin family.

After all, after Qin Shuyi arrived in Yun'an City, she received invitations from major families, but she declined them one by one.

And Qin Shuyi's promise to go to the Qin family's banquet was a signal of goodwill to Qin Hongjin.

So, for him, the time was ripe.

Sure enough, the second half of what Qin Ye didn't say, Jun Moting heard it.

With undisguised appreciation in his eyes, Jun Moting asked, "So, do you know how to do it?" ”

Knowing the other party's thoughts, then, naturally, it is to disrupt the situation and make him empty.

Qin Ye smiled and nodded, "Of course." ”

Jun Moting patted Qin Ye's head with satisfaction, "The son can be taught." ”

After saying that, he lifted his feet and left.

Touching the place above his head that had been slapped by Jun Moting, Qin Ye couldn't help frowning.

Almost after returning from country M, Jun Moting's attitude has changed significantly.

In the past, the cold and intimidating aura rarely appeared, not to mention, and would make intimate small movements such as patting the head.

Sleeping at night, no matter how much Qin Ye had unconscious offensive actions, Jun Moting didn't resist so much.

Several mornings, when Qin Ye woke up, he found that he was asleep holding Jun Moting's arm.

Before she did it, she had already been frightened away by Jun Moting's murderous gaze.

Can ...... now

Subconsciously felt that this was not a good phenomenon, but he couldn't say what was wrong, Qin Ye stood in front of the villa for a while before raising his feet and entering.

The next morning, I got up early and took Xiaoxiao to pick mushrooms in the forest behind the villa for more than an hour, and told her to be obedient at home at noon, and it was close to 12 o'clock before Qin Ye accompanied Qin Shuyi out.

Arriving at Ruifeng Building, the restaurant owner who had been preparing for a long time greeted him and personally sent Qin Shuyi and Qin Ye to the VIP private room on the top floor.

In the private room, Qin Hongjin and Shen Yunfei greeted them with smiles on their faces.

Qin Hongjin, who is nearly fifty years old, is wearing a black suit.

Whether it is on the face or on the body, there is no trace of old age.

It looks like a middle-aged man in his thirties.

And the early death of the eldest daughter didn't seem to have affected him at all.

There was no trace of grief on his face.

And Shen Yunfei beside him, not to mention.

is wearing a smoky purple slim cheongsam, lining her plump but bumpy figure extraordinarily graceful.

Her skin is black and white, and her eyes are smart, which makes her already beautiful face more beautiful and soft.

Although he had already been mentally prepared, the moment he really saw Qin Hongjin and Shen Yunfei, Qin Ye's heart still couldn't stop for a few seconds.

"Madame Jun, please...... This is the second young man, right? Mrs. is so blessed, and the two sons are all talents, which is really enviable. ”

Qin Hongjin smiled and stretched out his hand to invite Qin Shuyi and Qin Ye to sit, looked at Qin Ye and asked, "How old is Er Shao this year?" ”

“16。”

Qin Ye responded politely.

Qin Hongjin nodded, "It's the same age as my daughter." ”

"Oh?"

Qin Ye's eyes were indifferent, "Which daughter is Mr. Qin talking about?" ”

Qin Hongjin froze for a moment, and there was a flash of displeasure between his eyebrows.

In an instant, it returned to normal, "little daughter." ”

With a clear expression, Qin Ye looked concerned, "Mr. Qin mourns." However, can there be a later text about Miss Qin?