Qin's conference room.
Now that things have come to this, what else is there to say?
The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.
Qin Mingzhi closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair and fell silent.
Old Master Qin looked around at everyone who had fallen silent and said, "Since everyone has nothing else to say, let me say a few more words."
In an instant, everyone's eyes were on him.
The little old man leaned back in a leather chair, his hair full of silver and his face full of traces of time, but his eyes were still sharp and his aura was still intimidating.
He glanced at the people at the long table. Except for him, most of them were young faces. Those who had walked here with him at the beginning had already left.
“From now on, all of Qin’s affairs will be handed over to my eldest grandson, Qin Yan, to manage, and I will never again be involved in the management of Qin’s.
I’ll make an announcement in a few days.”
Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and then they understood that the old man was really planning to retire.
Qin Mingzhi and Qin Zhiqian both looked at him. This was equivalent to announcing that Qin Yan officially inherited the Qin family.
Qin Zhiqian didn't react much. After all, he was a playboy and he just couldn't stand Qin Mingzhi's actions before.
Qin Mingzhi still clenched his fists unwillingly.
Although he did lose this time.
"Okay, let's adjourn the meeting. Second brother, come with me." Old Master Qin stood up, then strode out with his hands behind his back.
Qin Mingzhi lowered his eyes slightly, then immediately stood up and followed him out.
Old Master Qin didn't go far, but just stood in the corridor waiting for him.
Qin Mingzhi walked up and said, "Dad."
“Bang!”
Old Master Qin looked at him, raised his hand and slapped him in the face.
Qin Mingzhi tilted his head, and finally touched his numb cheek with the tip of his tongue, then turned back, lowered his eyes and said nothing.
"I just want to ask you one question. Did you have anything to do with your eldest brother's accident?" Old Master Qin suppressed his anger and looked at him coldly.
Qin Mingzhi raised his eyes and said, "No."
Old Master Qin looked at him, as if trying to judge whether what he said was true or not.
Qin Mingzhi said, "Dad, I'm not that cruel. Big brother's affairs have nothing to do with me."
He spoke frankly, and even Old Master Qin's sharp eyes couldn't find any flaws.
Either the son really didn't do it, or he was just too good at pretending, and his pretense was flawless.
Old Master Qin took a breath and finally withdrew his gaze. "Okay, I believe my son still has a conscience."
Qin Mingzhi's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything.
…
Ning Xi was still standing in the back garden. Xiao, who had a splitting headache, had been forcibly taken away by Mrs. Norman.
The night wind was very cold, causing goosebumps to form on her arms.
But it was far less than the impact that sentence just now brought to her.
"Ning Xi!" After finishing his work, Qin Yan looked around and finally saw his wife standing alone in the back garden.
Seeing her standing in the cold wind wearing only a cheongsam, he quickly ran over and took off his coat at the same time, "Why are you standing here alone?"
He quickly wrapped her tightly in his coat.
The warmth on his shoulder brought Ning Xi's frozen brain back to normal, and she looked up at him.
Qin Yan frowned slightly, his eyes full of worry.
"What's wrong?" Qin Yan had already noticed that something was wrong with her.
"Qin Yan..."
"Um?"
Ning Xi opened her mouth, but her mind was in a mess for a moment and she didn't know what to say.
Her behavior also made Qin Yan feel uneasy.
Because he knew that Ning Xi came out to find Xiao.
Did she find him?
What did you say to him again?
"Come in first, it's too cold outside."
Although he had many questions in his mind, he didn't want his wife to suffer from the cold here.
He hugged her tightly and brought her back into the house.
"Qin Yan, do you know about your father?" As he stepped into the house, warm air hit his face, but her words were like ice water in the cold winter, suddenly poured on Qin Yan's head.
His feet paused slightly, and he turned his head and lowered his eyes to meet her clear but inquiring gaze, his throat clogging.
"I'm not sure. I was only eight years old when he died." He suppressed the panic surging in his heart and spoke as calmly as possible.
"Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"
Ning Xi opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, Qin Yan said, "Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go in quickly. We'll be back soon and we'll be back home tomorrow."
He spoke quickly and urgently, as if he wanted to avoid the question very much.
Ning Xi was led inside by him and soon arrived at the venue.
The small auction was coming to an end and Mrs. Norman was not there.
Qin Yan looked around and said, "Let's go back first. We'll have Fang Ye take Master and Shuo Shuo back to the hotel later."
After saying that, he was persistent and eager to take her away from here.
"Qin Yan...Qin Yan, Qin Yan!" Ning Xi finally broke free from his arms.
The emptiness in his arms made his heart feel empty as well.
Qin Yan looked at her with his jaw set.
"Qin Yan, I want to tell you something." Ning Xi noticed that something was wrong with him and was a little confused, but she also wanted to tell him about what Xiao had said.
"But I don't want to say it." Qin Yan said firmly.
Whatever she wanted to say, he didn't want to say it now.
He didn't want to tell her about his father and what he had done because there was no accurate answer yet.
He didn't want to give her the chance to leave him.
Ning Xi stared at his sudden stubbornness, her heart sinking. "Qin Yan, do you know something?"
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