Chapter 389

I had thought that old man Qin would not give up so easily.

In particular, this matter did not pass the internal decision of the Qin family at all, but was directly determined.

Basically, it's similar to catching up with ducks on the shelf. When people outside know the news, the talents of the Qin family find out later that this is not a joke.

Master Qin's face is better for me, so there's a problem.

A few minutes have passed since I went in, and the old man still hasn't spoken.

Still tight face, clutching crutches, didn't say a word.

There was no expression on his face, and there was a sense of oppression for no reason.

This sense of oppression is particularly uncomfortable.

"Go ahead."

Master Qin opened his mouth.

The sound is several degrees colder than before.

The turbid but sharp sight stopped on me for a long time, like looking at me with a bit of meaning.

I haven't seen Mr. Qin look at me like this before.

At best, I just glanced at it. It seemed that I was insignificant.

But now it's different.

But this treatment is not a good experience.

At the beginning, Mr. Qin did things with great vigour, and his means were not necessarily all aboveboard. Otherwise, the Qin family would not have developed to this extent under his hands.

But subconscious shyness is shyness.

I just tightened my body, and the smile at the corners of my mouth was slightly stiff. I still looked at old Qin as usual, and my eyes didn't move away.

Accustomed to Qin Langjun's deep and dark eyes, it seems that it's not so terrible to see others.

"What does grandpa want to hear?"

Qin Langjun smiled and said.

In this environment, the one who can laugh like nobody else can't find the second one except him.

I don't know if it's my illusion. I always feel that when I'm with the Qin family, his voice is cold and hoarse, and his body seems to be colder than before.

"Don't you know what to say? Cut first and then play again? In recent years, it's still too loose for you!"

This sentence seems to have angered old Qin.

He coughed heavily, but he was still under pressure.

Turbidity stared at me with cold eyes.

Staring at me, my back was unconsciously tightened for a few minutes.

Don't look at him.

"Without the orders of parents and the words of matchmakers, this is matchmaking without media! The Qin family will never allow such a thing to happen. Don't even think about it!"

Master Qin's attitude is very fierce.

He refused to step back for half a minute.

The voice was not deliberately lowered.

It seems that he doesn't care that these things will be heard by others. I even see that old Qin's hand holding a crutch is tight.

On the back of the slightly pale hand, the veins burst.

Obviously, he was trying to suppress his anger.

"This is my decision."

Qin Langjun said.

The voice is as flat as ever.

Gently without any ups and downs, but with enough calm and affirmation.

This is not an explanation, nor a compromise, but a notice.

It was like this sudden wedding. Without Qin's discussion, he directly gave a notice and was not worried about being spread.

He always does things at will, but it's not something ordinary people can handle.

I can figure this out. Old man Qin, an old fox, should know better what his grandson is thinking.

Otherwise, his face would not be so ugly.

It's several times more ugly than when I first pushed the door in.

I can't wait for old man Qin's face to ease up.

My waist was warm. His hand wrapped around my waist and brought me to his arms. His fingers closed slightly, but inexplicably calmed my undulating heart.

The next sentence made master Qin's face black to the bottom of the pot——

"How come there is no media? This is not the media."

Qin Langjun raised his hand, with a clear voice and a low laugh. It seems that he has never paid attention to anything.

He raised not only his hand, but also mine.

The same diamond ring above.

I don't know if old man Qin can see clearly.

But looking at the attitude of master Qin, he was basically sure. He saw it.

"Bastard!"

"Bastard!"

After talking about two bastards, old Qin's body seemed to fluctuate greatly. He tried to stand up, but failed, but the anger on his face was higher and higher.

Originally, when I looked at my poor sight, I seemed to have some killing intention.

"What do you think the Qin family is? I shouldn't have let you take over at the beginning. You're not afraid I'll take back your present things. Are you so sure you can get the last share of the Qin family?"

Master Qin's voice was hoarse and old. Finally, he supported his body with countless anger in his trembling voice.

Seems to be repressing, seems to be surging.

This is the threat of red fruit.

It's almost clear. Which one do you want, money, power and women?

No matter how bad the sight falling on me is, I keep my emotions down and try to divert my attention.

There seems to be a warm current in the palm of your hand.

Originally, my cold hands were relieved by this warm current because I tightened my nerves.

When looking at old man Qin, he was more calm and calm.

"I never miss what I want."

Qin Langjun smiled and said.

Every word that came out of his thin lips was so light.

It's like saying it casually, but no one really takes such words as saying it casually.

The atmosphere in the office was completely deadlocked.

Master Qin's whole body was trembling, like the leaves on the dead tree, trembling and shaking. I don't know when it will completely fall down.

"OK, OK!" old Qin probably laughed angrily, and the sound of crutches hitting the ground was very heavy, "promising. It's rare for our old Qin family to come out with such a promising person, but it's really promising!"

Repeated several times, but with enough ridicule and anger.

If I didn't have people around me, I wouldn't even know if I would be so calm as I am now.

Probably not.

"Grandpa."

Qin Langjun smiled and said.

I seldom heard his voice so bland and almost devoid of any emotion.

It seemed that he was just a bystander, with no emotion on his face. His black eyes like Obsidian were even colder and darker.

It seems to be an abyss that can never see the end or the end.

"You're old, too. It's time to rest."

Qin Langjun's voice was hoarse. He didn't hurry or slow to finish the words behind him.