Chapter 402: Heart, Tearing Pain!8

Qin Zhe bypassed him and said lightly, "I found it in the manual you stole back, Feng ...... No, Kurosan, go back, go where you belong, and never come back......"

He didn't want to, didn't want to see this man who left him at a loss......

Qin Feng's body trembled slightly, and outside the door, where the cold wind crossed, pieces of maple leaves fell to the ground......

He suddenly felt that he was like a fallen leaf drifting in the wind, and he was about to find a root to settle on......

When he followed Long Ye, he couldn't find the feeling of home.

Until he met Qin Zhe, he began to feel the warmth of home.

Feel the warmth of your loved ones......

However, now, Qin Zhe doesn't want him anymore......

He let him go, out of his world......

Qin Feng pulled the corners of his mouth bitterly, raised his beautiful face, and his eyes were full of moisture......

"Brother, let me do one last thing for you......"

"No need......!!"

Qin Zhe's voice was cold, with an irresistible resolute ......!!

He was afraid that if Qin Feng didn't leave, he couldn't help but roar at him......

Or, you can't help but send him to the Public Security Bureau......

But, Qin Feng, after all, he has done too many things for him, so much that he can't afford to avenge that ...... blood sea of hatred!!

Qin Feng, let's go, let's go......!!

Gone, there will be no more of anything between us......

Qin Zhe leaned on the door panel a little weakly, took out a cigar tremblingly, and took a deep breath......

The smoke swirled around the side of his face, and he looked more and more sad......

Qin Feng's thin lips moved, and he didn't say a word after all......

"Brother, thank you......"

Qin Feng smiled bitterly and passed straight past him......

Qin Zhe's hand trembled slightly, and he didn't even notice that the cigarette ash on the cigar was burning his hand......

An Suyan walked to his side in distress, took off the cigar in his hand, and snuffed it out......

"Su Yang, shouldn't I do this?"

Qin Zhe's eyes were a little cloudy, and he was so dazed that he was sad......

An Suyang stood on tiptoe, smoothed the wrinkles on his forehead, and smiled warmly.

"Perhaps, this is the best option......"

"Yes, Zhe, after all, he is not heinous, just let us Qin family accumulate merit......!"

Behind him, it was Li Peiyao's crying voice.

Qin Zhe's heart twitched slightly, turned around, and hugged Li Peiyao, "Mom, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"