Chapter 596

"She was the first capitalist to come to Macao to build the gambling industry and the king of the early underground casinos. At the beginning, she chose to give birth in Macao, not because she valued the medical level of Macao, but because there was her foundation here, she came here to take refuge. Unfortunately, she didn't escape the pursuit of her enemies in the end."

The story extracted from the information obtained during this period is told through the girl's pink lips, which can reveal how the name of Qin Wan respected the nobility in Macao.

The wind was cold, and not far away were the waves beating on the rocks and the sirens of shipping ships.

Qin Fengjiao looked at the girl in front of her and muttered, "how do you know..."

And I know so well.

Qin Qing smiled, and there seemed to be a fleeting shadow on her exquisite and beautiful face. "This is fate. God asked me to come here to explore the truth."

The rebirth was just to let her know her life experience and untie the knot that she didn't have time to see in the previous life.

"That month, is it you..." Qin Fengjiao was not sure about her inner thoughts at the moment. Because the girl's breath was too similar to her master, it seemed that killing could also happen between talking and laughing.

"No." Qin Qing gave a negative answer without any hesitation, and then told the whole story in the future, including Zhou Yunfei, the gambling king and Feng Yan.

After Qin Fengjiao digested this series of news, her expression was still wooden. It took a long time to straighten out the logic and said, "so, you mean that Zhou Yun flew to the hospital not to kill the master, but to save people? It has been a misunderstanding for so many years? The real murderer is the gambling king?"

She looked strange when the last question came out.

Qin Qing didn't let go of this detail. He covered the roaring wind around him and said, "I can't decide what misunderstanding there is between my mother and Zhou Yunfei, but it's certain that the month is the hand of the gambling king. This anonymous report is mostly his plan."

"No, he won't do this to you." Qin Fengjiao suddenly retorted, realizing that she was too excited and her expression was stiff.

"Aunt Feng Jiao, why are you so sure?" Qin Qing said softly, holding the dark color at the bottom of her eyes.

Qin Fengjiao also knew that she had exposed her horse's feet. She sighed and smiled bitterly. "Little master, you don't have to test me. Since you have investigated to this point, I don't need to hide it from you. The gambling king, Fan Hong, won't betray your mother, let alone harm you."

This sounds interesting. It's understandable to say that Fan Hong deliberately won't hurt Qin Wan more, but she's just a young generation who has never met before. How can she get such a great honor.

Qin Qing frowned.

The next second, Qin Fengjiao raised her hand, gently stroked her side face, and smiled vaguely, "The master has been unwilling to tell who the man is. The heir of unknown origin has suffered a lot of criticism in the family, but she finally chose to come to Macao to give birth to you. For so many years, I have always wanted to see who you look like when you grow up. Your facial features and temperament are the same as the master, but at some moments, I think you look like another person..."

Deep at night, it is like a mass of ink that can not be melted, which suppresses people's heart in the dry and cold winter. On the winding mountain road halfway up the mountain, a sports car wind engine sweeps across the mountain road and the dry jungle. The red lights are like a flash of lightning, leaving traces, and the roar of the motor is like a giant beast roaring in the mountains.

At eleven o'clock sharp, the sports car drove into the fan family courtyard.

The light in the living room was still on, projected from the French window, covered with a dense layer of light and shadow, and a figure was vaguely visible sitting on the sofa.

When Qin Qing entered the door, he bumped into fan Jingyu, who was drunk and went downstairs looking for sober soup.

"Oh, I really regard this as my home. I can come and go whenever I want. Even I know that Miss Lu has a lot of airs when she comes back before 11 o'clock." fan Jingyu still burps with wine, his eyes are red, and walks askew to the girl. He is so cold by his expressionless face and cold that he chatters again, "Who are you looking at with a sad face? I've been in trouble before. My father hasn't gone to get it. How many people have been disturbed when you're out of trouble? What's your dissatisfaction with such a big show!"

When he lost the game in the morning, he was depressed. As a result, he went to the nightclub. Before the girl made out with him for a few minutes, he heard that the old man ran to the police station to catch people, which greatly stimulated the only recognized successor of the fan family who had high self-esteem since childhood. He didn't come home until he couldn't find the north. He bumped into his enemy when he met the door. How can he hold his anger.

However, the girl in front of her was obviously in a bad mood. At present, she smelled the smell of wine, so she stretched out her hand to push the person away, and walked to the living room.

Fan Jingyu stumbled and hit the club barrel. His elbow hurt so much that he couldn't suppress his anger and ran up, "shit, you dare to cross here. I can't kill you."

As he spoke, he picked up a club and shone it on the back of the girl's head.

The girl continued to walk forward, as if unaware of the movement behind her. At the critical moment when the club was about to swing up, a tea lamp suddenly came from the position of the sofa in the living room, swept past the girl's eyes with a lightning speed, and slammed it on the forehead of the person behind her who intended to commit the murder.

The ceramic fired tea cup poured hot tea on fan Jingyu's head and face. The newly changed wool carpet suffered another catastrophe.

"... Dad!" fan Jingyu was so hot that he lost the club in his hand, covered his head with a painful cry, and then raised his eyes to see the silver hair on the sofa. He couldn't help staring in surprise.

From small to large, let alone beating and scolding, Fan Hong has always loved this son who has inherited his excellent genes. Even if he has made much trouble in recent years, Fan Hong can only say two words about him, but he hasn't done it once.

This is the first time, or for an outsider!

"Shame, get back upstairs." fan Honggang just threw the teacup without looking back. His superb gambling skills cultivated on the gambling table can be seen. Now he can't see his face with his back to the two people, but he knows who this sentence is to.

Fan Jingyu, full of resentment, glared at the girl and turned upstairs. He stopped drinking the sobering soup.

Qin Qing kept walking and sat down in front of the sofa. The burning temperature in the fireplace dispelled the cold, but her face was still not good-looking.

"Jing Yu is spoiled, Miss Lu. Don't mind." Fan Hong thought she was unhappy. He smiled and said to her, "I've got justice for your grievance at the police station today."