"It doesn't matter if you two can't teach him well. The only thing that will happen to him is that he won't have a good life in the future." Old Master Qin said lightly, "If you don't teach your child well, there will always be corresponding consequences. The child will also pay the price for your irresponsibility."

Lu Yiling covered her face and cried, while Qin Zhengdu clenched his teeth tightly, his expression extremely ugly.

Qin Muxiao was still kneeling on the ground, crying.

Old Lady Qin did not take any punitive measures against Qin Muxiao.

Making her kneel down and watch the whole thing was enough to scare her to death.

"Qin Muxiao." Old Mrs. Qin called out her full name.

Qin Muxiao was shaking with nervousness as he looked at the two elders of the Qin family.

Old Lady Qin pointed in the direction Qin Murong had left. Now only the main hall door was open.

"You've seen what happened to your sister." Old Lady Qin pointed at the empty main hall door. "Your parents failed to set a good example, and your sister failed to set a good example for you. As a result, you have become the spoiled person you are today."

"So, if you don't change, your sister's fate will be yours," said Old Lady Qin. "There are so many cities along China's border, not just in the south, but also in the north and west. You can choose any one of them when the time comes."

Qin Muxiao shuddered and said quickly, "I...I will definitely be obedient and change!"

"No need to tell us this." Old Master Qin waved his hand. "Changes are not just talk. It depends on how you act in the future."

"Go down." said Old Mrs. Qin.

Lu Yiling helped Qin Muxiao up, moved her lips, hesitated for a long time, and then said: "Can we... go see Murong?"

"That's not necessary," said Old Lady Qin. "She doesn't think she's wrong to begin with. If you go to see her again, it'll only make her think about other things. Just let her be quiet for a while. You'll always have a chance to meet before she goes to Nacheng."

Lu Yiling opened her eyes wide in disbelief.

What Old Lady Qin meant was that before Qin Murong got married, they would not allow her to meet them?

How long will this last for Guan, Qin, and Murong?

"Let's go, we are tired too." Old Master Qin drove them away.

Lu Yiling had no choice but to support Qin Muxiao and walk out with Qin Zhengdu.

When he reached the door, he heard Old Master Qin say to Qin Mufeng, "Go tell Tan Wenci about our treatment of Qin Murong. Let him rest assured that we will not tolerate or cover up for him."

"Yes." Qin Mufeng responded.

Qin Zhengdu and Lu Yiling both knew that Old Master Qin said this on purpose for them to hear.

Let them know that the two elders also want to give an explanation to the Tan family.

Letting them know about this is not to relieve the elders of their responsibilities.

But it is to let them know that the Tan family is not someone they can underestimate.

Even if it is the Qin family, they have to give an explanation to the Tan family.

He also warned them not to provoke the Tan family.

Otherwise, the Qin family will continue to give explanations.

By then, it will be hard to say who will be used to give an explanation.

Anyway, it won’t be Qin Mufeng’s family.

Qin Zhengdu paused, then he and Lu Yiling helped Qin Muxiao leave.

"It's late. Don't rush to the villa tonight. The Tan family will still be there tomorrow anyway, so it doesn't matter if you go back tomorrow." Old Lady Qin said, not letting Qin Mufeng walk at night.

So, Qin Mufeng and his family settled down in the old house.

Wei Zhiqian also stayed in the Wei family's old house.

Qin Muye and Tan Mo didn't know all this.

The two of them were still having a heartless night chat with their best friends.

*

The Wei family's old house.

After teaching Wei Keli such a big lesson, I guess he won't dare to set his sights on Tan Mo again.

Wei Keli was half dead in the hospital.

Wei Zhiqian fell asleep contentedly.

After an unknown amount of time, he fell into a deep dream.

He was still lying on his bed in his bedroom in the old house, just as in reality.

The only difference from reality was that there was a little girl in his arms.

The little girl snuggled up in his arms, her face buried deep in his chest.

Although it was clearly a dream, Wei Zhiqian seemed to be able to feel the little girl's breath on his chest.

Hot.

It itches again.

Only half of the girl's delicate white shoulders were exposed to the air.

When Wei Zhiqian's fingertips touched it, it felt like touching a piece of milk tofu, smooth and tender.

The little girl rubbed her way up from his chest, her lips softly touching his chin, again and again, until her lips became increasingly dry and hot.

Wei Zhiqian's hand that was pinching her waist also involuntarily exerted force.

His palms were hot, his chest was hot, and his breath was hot.

But the hottest thing is the anger in my heart.

It can't be dispersed, and it can't be suppressed.

Even though Wei Zhiqian was asleep, he still had some consciousness and knew that he was dreaming.

Although he didn't know why he suddenly had such a dream.

This was a dream he had never had before.

Wei Zhiqian frowned slightly, trying to see clearly who was in Chu's arms.

With both hands grasping the waist that seemed so thin that it would break if pinched, he suddenly turned over.

The little girl in his arms looked up: "Uncle, my waist hurts..."

Wei Zhiqian woke up from his dream in shock.

He was breathing heavily and sweating profusely.

The heat in the chest and lungs still remained, but soon the hot sweat turned into cold sweat.

It was as if a basin of cold water was poured over his head, extinguishing the burning sensation in his chest and lungs.

How could he dream about Tan Mo!

Wei Zhiqian couldn't believe it.

The face he saw when he turned over in his dream just now.

It’s Tan Mo!

Tan Mo was in his arms, with her pretty face, as beautiful as a peach or plum, looking up, her eyes full of water.

The person she was calling was still uncle.

Wei Zhiqian felt his body tense up unnaturally again.

“Bang!”

Wei Zhiqian waved his hand and slapped himself hard.

"Beast!"

Then, Wei Zhiqian threw off the quilt, got out of bed, and strode into the bathroom.

Without adjusting the water temperature, I turned on the cold water switch of the shower and took a shower.

He took a shower for more than twenty minutes before turning it off and drying himself.

Put your pajamas back on.

He had just gone to bed without a shirt on.

I walked to the sink and saw myself in the mirror. There was an obvious red slap mark on my right cheek.

He had hit himself really hard just now.

Looking at the man in the mirror, Wei Zhiqian took a deep breath and turned his eyes away, as if he was afraid to face himself.

He returned to the bed, without covering himself with a blanket, and just lay down, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, not daring to sleep anymore.

I’m afraid that once I close my eyes, I’ll dream about something I shouldn’t dream about.

Wei Zhiqian actually stayed awake until dawn.

He didn't even know what time he woke up from his dream, or what time he lay down again.