Song Ye actually knew that for Qin Zhan, this position as the head of the Qin family, which everyone else wanted to compete for, only represented a burden and trouble. It's like he was transferred back to the capital. Although he no longer has to go on missions every day and walk on the edge of life and death, there is internal fighting in the Qin family and all his relatives want to benefit from his position.
Today there is one Qin Wenrong, tomorrow there will be a second one, a third one... If things go on like this, Qin Zhan will fall into a situation of walking on thin ice, enjoying the glory and wealth but at the same time having to work hard for these people all the time.
Therefore, punishing Qin Wenrong can be said to be for Song Ye, or it can be said to kill the chicken to scare the monkey, so that the people of the Qin family will feel at ease.
"It's not time yet, the chip will take some time. After the New Year, we will get married in the small building and leave." Qin Zhan stood up, hugged her into his arms, and whispered his plan.
Song Ye was slightly startled, "Do you really want to get married?"
"Haha, I don't joke about this kind of thing. I'll get married after the New Year." Qin Zhan saw her surprised face, which looked cute and cute, and couldn't help pinching her face. After touching her head to kill, pinching her face became his new habit. an entertainment.
Song Ye did not refuse this kind of intimate gesture. The man's serious and cold face was reflected in his cold eyes. He finally expressed his thoughts, "Let's wait until we get rid of the flower of the other side. It would be too complicated." .”
Qin Zhan felt a little relieved when he saw that she did not object to marriage, but he did not allow her to escape, "Xiaoye, I know what you are worried about, but I will not let anything happen to you. The presence or absence of the chip will not shake my determination to marry you. .”
How could he not know that the extraneous incident was just Song Ye's excuse. What she was really worried about was that the chip would not be taken out in the end.
But when Song Ye disappeared a year ago, Qin Zhan had already vowed that he would never let go of her hand again if he could still find her in this life.
That night, the two of them did not continue to talk about the topic of marriage. They lay on the big bed and hugged each other and fell asleep. Even though they knew that a storm would come the next day, they still slept soundly.
Their lives are destined to be extraordinary, and the road is bumpy, but it cannot stop them from moving forward bravely.
Bang bang bang, when the first ray of light in the morning shone through the window sill, a rapid knock on the door also sounded. The two people on the big bed opened their eyes at the same time, looking warily towards the direction of the sound.
"Second brother Qin, something happened. Grandpa Qin asked me to call you down to talk." Qi Ker's urgent call came from outside the house.
Qin Zhan frowned, patted Song Ye's shoulder with his big hand and whispered, "You can sleep a little longer, and I'll go take a look."
"Yeah." Song Ye originally thought about getting together, but when he heard Qi Ker's soft voice pretending to cry, he immediately lost interest and went back to bed with his eyes closed to rest.
When Qin Zhan put on his clothes and opened the door, Qi Kerr was already so miserable that she almost turned into a popsicle from the cold outside. "Brother Qin, why did you open the door?" She said pitifully, subconsciously tugging on her thin skirt. Wanting the other person to notice how cold she is.
"What's the matter?" Qin Zhan ignored her with his high-altitude gaze and asked coldly, looking straight ahead.
Qi Ker'er flattened her mouth and suddenly felt even colder, "Yesterday, yesterday, the quarrel between you two in the living room was reported. Grandpa Qin was very angry and asked me to come down to you."
"I know, is there anything else?" Qin Zhan knew that the woman had been looking into the room even if he didn't look at her, and his tone became a little colder without realizing it.
"No, no, I just want to see if Sister Song Ye is awake?" Qi Ke'er shrank her neck and suddenly heard footsteps coming from the house. She felt happy and went inside regardless. Say hello, "Sister Song Ye, let's go downstairs together."
Such a lively scene is of course only interesting if the protagonist is present.
Qin Zhan frowned and was about to speak when a slender arm wrapped around his arm. Song Ye leaned on him sleepily, raised his eyes and greeted Qi Ker lazily, "Good morning."
"Morning..." Qi Kerer stared at her hand, the jealousy flashing in her eyes unable to escape Song Ye's eyes.
She glanced at Qi Ker's face, which was pale from the cold, and the thin skirt on her body, and immediately knew what the other party had in mind. She changed her mind and muttered casually, "It's quite cold."
Qin Zhan, who was still acting as the door god, immediately reacted, holding her little hand with a concerned look on his face, "Wear an extra layer when you go back to the house. I shouldn't have opened the door for so long and let the wind blow in." As he said that, the door banged. The door closed with a snap, so fast that Qi Kerr outside the room didn't even have a chance to say a word.
She was so angry that her face turned green, her whole body was trembling, and she stared at the door fiercely, wanting to kick it in.
She was obviously the one who was freezing outside the house, but Qin Zhan turned a blind eye to her. Song Ye just said a word, and he was so nervous that he wanted to hold it in his hands.
She definitely did it on purpose.
But even if Song Ye did it intentionally, Qi Ker'er, an outsider, could not say that he was just flirting.
When Qin Zhan actually went downstairs, Song Ye was still upstairs and did not go downstairs. Instead of making noises all day, he might as well do more serious things.
She checked the text messages received on her phone and checked the current developments of various forces. Yufu Jewelry and Yaowangtang had successfully arrived in Europe, but it was difficult to find the needle in the haystack for the time being.
Although Wang Tiechuan had caught some clues about the missing children, the other party handled them neatly and he couldn't figure it out for the time being.
Shitou's pursuit continued day and night, slowly exploring. This time the opponent was an international killer organization, and it was unprecedentedly difficult to deal with it.
Song Ye was not sure whether the strength he had on hand could be used by a mantis. Now he only hoped that the deciphering of the chip would be successful as soon as possible. As long as Qin Zhan could use his hands, it would be much easier to deal with Bianhua.
Tsk, after all is said and done, this damn thing is still to blame.
Song Ye touched his neck, and was about to join in the deciphering in person, when the door of Leng Buding's room was knocked again.
The person who came this time, unexpectedly, was Mrs. Cao.
"I have something I want to talk to you about." The old lady was wrapped in a decent cheongsam and looked very elegant. Even if there were no servants to serve her, she looked like an old Buddha in the palace.
Speaking of this, Song Ye could only let it go, and the two closed the door and sat down on the sofa.
Song Ye handed her a glass of water. Looking at the old lady's dark face, she still sat calmly opposite and was ready to listen.
As a result, the old lady didn't even want to say any extra polite words, she just handed out a check and said, "As long as you leave A Zhan, you can fill it out as much as you want."
"Oh?" Song Ye glanced at the check on the table and said with a half-smile, "Is this what Mr. Qin meant? Why don't you let him talk to me himself?"