PFC Chapter 228
Chapter 228
Chapter 228
Not long after the New Year's end, Zhu Yan got busy.
The dark web is full of turmoil, and Qinglin's behavior is even more perverted.
It looked that Qi was just showing off in the dark net, but it didn't actually harm it, and it didn't have the heart to study how to deal with her.
More and more organizations began to disobey Qinglin's orders, and were suppressed by it with bloody backstage.
Sui Ling looked at the recent information about the situation on the dark web, and curled her lips.
Soon, it is not far from Qinglin changing the person in power.
Sui Ling turned off the computer, took a handful of bird food from the table, and slowly fed it to the pigeon.
Spring is here again, and the flowers in the garden are blooming extraordinarily beautifully.
The account of "Beyond the Realms" has been developed, and Sui Ling only needs to pick a time to be the first in the combat power list, and the task can be completed.
Sui Ling asked 1087 that she only needs to be on the top of the list once.
It is more convenient for her to retire.
Sui Ling lay down on the rattan chair, and just closed her eyes to prepare for a rest, when the ear-piercing ringtone of her mobile phone rang.
Sui Ling frowned, tapped on her fingertips, and connected.
Qin Chu's voice was a little anxious: "Hurry up and take a look, I feel that Zhu Yan's mood is not quite right."
"What's the matter?" Sui Ling immediately stood up from the rattan chair, went back to the room to get the key, and asked without forgetting.
"I don't know, it seems that I found something, after reading it, it will be like that."
Qin Chu replied, and added a few more complaints after speaking.
"It's unbelievable that he can get angry too, and he doesn't know anything."
"Got it, send me the location." After listening to him, Sui Ling said flatly, and hung up the phone.
The positioning was sent in a few seconds. Sui Ling got into the car, took a look, and fired skillfully, driving very fast.
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The towering Gothic castle stands tall, and the garden is full of beautiful lilies. Its style is very similar to Qinglin's at first glance, but it is very different.
Qin Chu rubbed his silver hair with one hand, looked at the castle solemnly, and kicked the stones on the ground.
"Mr. Qin, the young master won't kill him."
Zhu Yan ordered everyone to wait outside and not to go in. Some people were a little worried and came up to ask Qin Chu.
"It's hard to say." Qin Chu shrugged and sighed helplessly, "When someone comes, she will be fine."
"Who?"
"pray."
"Her?" Why?
The man still wanted to ask, but was sent away by Qin Chu, "Don't ask, take care of those people, throw one away, and your son will try to ask you."
The sound of a speeding car sounded, and the guard raised his gun vigilantly and asked, "Who is it?!"
The car window fell down, revealing a delicate and clear face. The girl's brows and eyes were cold and indifferent, she tilted her head slightly, and said in a flat tone, "Pray."
"What are you here for..." Purpose? !
Before the guard finished speaking, the gun was pressed down by Qin Chu.
"You can count it here, go in and have a look, there has been no movement for a long time."
Sui Ling pushed open the car door, glanced at Qin Chu, and walked towards the castle.
The castle is brightly lit, and simple and elegant music is still playing. Sui Ling puts his hands in his pockets, identifying the human voice covered by the music.
Sui Ling stopped at an exquisite door, and the voice came from inside.
Sui Ling pushed her away, and the young man stood with his back to her. In front of him was a gentle and elegant middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man had a smile on his face, his hair had turned gray a lot, he was sitting upright in a wheelchair, his legs were covered with a golden blanket, and a sleeping cat was lying on it, his aristocratic aura couldn't be concealed.
Zhu Yan heard the sound of the door opening, narrowed his eyes coldly, and turned his head.
Didn't he order no one to enter?
The unexpected figure appeared in his eyes, Zhu Yan was stunned for a moment, curling his fingertips slightly.
"Ayan, let's be friends." The middle-aged man stroked the cat's soft fur and laughed, "Why don't you introduce me?"
Zhu Yan came back to his senses, looked at the middle-aged man coldly, and walked quickly to the girl, "Why are you here?"
"look at you."
Sui Ling withdrew her gaze from observing the middle-aged man, and said flatly.
"The little girl will also check her attendance." Zhu Yan laughed, holding Sui Ling's fingers tightly, pulling her behind her, not wanting her to be seen by the middle-aged man.
"Ayan, if you don't introduce me, I will introduce myself."
"Hi, my name is Zhu Geng, Ah Yan's father."
"Don't listen to him, he is not worthy." Zhu Yan frowned and retorted coldly.
Sui Ling pinched Zhu Yan's face comfortingly, nodded and did not speak.
Hearing Zhu Yan's refutation of his identity, Zhu Geng just smiled, without any change in emotion, "It seems that you have found your own belonging."
"It's right not to forgive me, but if I do it all over again, I will still choose that way."
"You are destined to be abandoned, Ah Yan."
Zhu Geng's eyes were warm and smiling, and he stated what he believed to be the facts in a flat manner.
Hearing these words, Zhu Yan laughed instead of anger, with a calm mocking voice, "Can't you tell whether it's abandonment or fear?"
"What you need is an heir who is easy to control. You cannot restrain me, or even fear me, so I have never been in any of your plans."
"You don't need variables."
The young man in front of him was no longer the young master with warm and dignified brows but an expressionless face. Zhu Geng didn't refute Zhu Yan's words, and stroked the cat's hair with his fingertips.
Zhu Geng: "You don't need love..."
"That doesn't mean I don't want it." Zhu Yan interrupted Zhu Geng, his fingertips felt cold, "You only have Qinglin and yourself in your eyes."
Sui Ling caressed Zhu Yan's wrist bones, and the blue light wrapped his cold hands, quietly waiting for him to talk to the past.
"It's not that I don't love you, but you are just a product of interests. As I said, you are destined to be abandoned." Zhu Geng's eyes were flat, a little tired.
"Let's say goodbye to the past, Ah Yan, I'm sorry for you, but now you have found your belonging, haven't you?"
There is nothing in the past that is worthy of deep hatred. He is cold by nature and has never expected extravagance, so there is no disappointment, and he will not struggle in the shadow of childhood.
With a little girl, he disdained to pursue this so-called family affection.
Zhu Yan had actually asked the truth about the past, and he didn't know why he still stayed here.
The man in front of him was still smiling elegantly, just like when he was a child, Zhu Yan asked suddenly: "Kidled him, don't you feel guilty at all?"
Zhugeng's smile froze on his face, and the room suddenly became quiet. After an unknown amount of time, he tried to speak, and a childish voice came to everyone's ears.
"Grandpa Bamboo, I want to drink milk."
The little girl was probably a little over two years old. She was wearing a beautiful spring dress with a lot of dirt on it. It seemed that she had just come back from the garden and she was looking at everyone with her head tilted.
Zhu Geng didn't reply to her, and sighed deeply.
The little girl's attention was quickly attracted by Sui Ling, and she ran to Sui Ling's side with round eyes.
"My sister's hair is so long and beautiful."
Sui Ling raised her eyebrows slightly, looking down at the little girl.
Zhu Geng: "Zhu Xi, come here."
(End of this chapter)