Chapter 625

Although the Qin family is a big family and a big business, it is inherited that none of the descendants can afford the family business. The old man of Qin is old enough to be in charge of power alone. Many things have been done with more than enough effort. The loose management of family business has long been full of mistakes and omissions. Without Qin Zhan's evidence, he also knows that the whole system is rotten.

That's why he didn't dare to hand over the power of the company to Qin Feng, because he could see clearly that Qin Feng's ability was too ordinary, and he didn't have the courage and ability to support the whole group. Most of the other grandchildren were dandy. Only this exiled grandson, Qin Zhan, was left. When he met for the first time, he knew that he could become a senior official.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

In the final analysis, it was not song ye that made Qin Zhan cold to the Qin family, but from the exclusion of his biological mother by the Qin family and their indifference to him.

The appearance of song Ye was just a fuse, which broke up the relationship between them.

He was old and didn't dare to gamble because he knew that if he lost, he would never be able to make a comeback.

Finally, the Hukou book fell into Qin Zhan's hands. After he achieved his goal, he led song ye and walked out of the gate without returning. He had no attachment to a room of blood relationship.

This battle, they won, and won completely beautiful, but also let the Qin family can no longer turn over.

Then song Ye accompanied Qin Zhan to the small building. In the top room, he got the tablet of Qin Zhan's mother from the cupboard.

"What's missing?" Song ye only glanced at the past from the desk, then frowned and found the problem. Even if it is rare to offer sacrifices to ancestors with wooden tablets, song ye also knows that in a certain era, people kept their ancestors' things carefully, which was out of respect and memory for the dead.

However, the wooden card in Qin Zhan's hand can be seen far away from Song Ye.

"When I was 15, I found it in the utility room on the first floor." Qin Zhan took a wooden card and explained in a low voice. His tone was not sad or happy. He seemed to be telling a common thing.

Maybe it was too long ago that many emotions had been calmed down. But when he was young, only a 15-year-old bully picked up his mother's tablet in the utility room. So far, he realized that his mother was not worshipped in the ancestral hall, but lying alone in this damp and dark environment. What was Qin Zhan's mood at that time?

If he could be as indifferent as he is now, he would not have joined the army alone at the age of 15. He had never entered the Qin family for ten years.

Song ye went over, one hand over his shoulder, tiptoe will his tall body tightly embrace into the arms, "take our mother home."

Take my mom home.

Her voice buried in Qin Zhan's shoulder, stuffy, but the words are very clear, the ups and downs of heavy breathing seems to replace his pain.

There is no extra comfort, she can do is to protect this row of memorial tablets, accompany Qin Zhan to call out a mother.

Feeling the girl's other hand carefully protecting the memorial tablet with him, Qin Zhan couldn't help reaching out and rubbing the tip of her hair, "it's good to have you."

Other people don't matter anymore. It's OK to have you here now.

"Well." Song Ye understood his intention and gave a gentle answer. Then he relaxed his action and lowered his head to the body of the tablet.

The name of the book is Luo Yuqing.

"Luo..." Song Ye slightly coagulates eyebrow, to this surname some doubt, "your birth mother is not Zhou family?"

At that time, the most beautiful woman in the capital was from the Zhou family. She was the oldest eldest daughter. However, she was more beautiful than other sisters. She was knowledgeable. Qin Wenrong fell in love with her at first sight. In order to capture her heart, she learned how to write poetry. For a time, it was said that she had learned how to write poetry.

Zhou's family should be called Zhou Yuqing. How can they be surnamed Luo.

"My mother was not born to the mother of the Zhou family, but just an adopted daughter. It is said that Zhou's mother did not like her all the time. Before she got married, she used her family's surname Luo. Later, the Qin family asked for marriage, and the Zhou family changed her surname to Zhou in order to keep up with her. These things are rarely known to outsiders. Before death, this memorial tablet respected my mother's meaning and became Luo Yuqing Qin Zhan slowly tells the story of this period, and sums up the sad life of a talented woman.

Song ye thought, perhaps because the name Zhou Yuqing brought her too much pain, so she could not write the name on the tombstone after her death.

Only the young Luo Yuqing is the time she is willing to stay.

It's just that the Luo character makes song Ye feel a little different. She thinks that things may not be so clever, but it's not easy to ask Qin Zhan for more proofs.

"Luo Yuqing, much better than Zhou Yuqing." She looked at the inscriptions and whispered.

"Oh, sure." Qin Zhan chuckled, holding the memorial tablet in one hand and song ye in the other hand. It was rare to let out a trace of ease in his voice and color, "let's go."

Come on, let's go home.

Song Ye nodded, "well, just wait for me." With that, she turned to the desk, found a bag, and swept all kinds of patterns on the bookshelf."Ha ha, if you like, I'll find some more exquisite ones for you. The workmanship is too rough." Qin Zhan looks at her as a baby like to put things in, and carefully carry it, for a time, some can't laugh or cry.

He did all these things when he was five or six years old. He knows how bad his skills are.

However, song Ye shook his head, raised his eyes and looked at him. His cold voice was full of seriousness. "This is your dream. These are very good."

Seeing these things, she can always imagine the figure of a little child who has lost her mother sitting alone at the table making models. No matter what period Qin Zhan was, she tried to understand it.

But the man did not expect song ye to say such a thing. He did not think that the reason why she attached so much importance to these models was because of him.

Bang bang, the heartbeat began to beat violently from the chest, stirring the eardrum, sweet to greasy feeling itching throat, let him unconsciously roll the laryngeal knot twice, and then as if he could not bear it any more, he suddenly put the girl in his arms and hugged him tightly. His voice was low and hoarse: "don't look at me again, or I can't guarantee that I won't ask you here."

It's killing me.

When song Ye looked at him with such a pair of cold eyes and said these words, Qin Zhan felt that his whole heart was grasped by the other party, and his involuntary palpitation made him use 120 points of reason to restrain the impulse of overwhelming people at once.

"Go home and continue." Song Ye side of the head, quietly issued an invitation, by a bite of the man's red ears.

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