Chapter 625: Luo Yuqing

Although the Qin family is a great family, but inherited, no son or grandson can afford the family business in his son's generation. Father Qin has been alone in power and has a high age. Many things are already more than enough. The family business management is loose It has long been a mistake, and without Qin Zhan's evidence, he also knows that the entire system is already rotten.
That's why he has never dared to hand over the power of the company to Qin Feng, because he can see clearly that Qin Feng's ability is too general, there is no such force and ability to support the entire group, and other grandchildren are mostly The only thing left is this grandson Qin Zhan who is exiled. When he met for the first time, he knew that this person could be a great job.
Unfortunately, everything is too late.
Qin Zhan completely chilled the Qin family, after all, it was not Song Ye, but from the earlier Qin family ’s exclusion of his biological mother and his disregard for him.
Song Ye's appearance was nothing more than a fuse of fire, completely exploding the shallow and inaudible relationship between them.
He is old and dare not bet, because he knows that if he loses, there is no way to rise again.
In the end, Hukou still fell into Qin Zhan's hands. After achieving his purpose, he led Song Ye and walked out of the door without going back. He had no attachment to a room of blood.
This battle, they won, and won completely beautiful, so Qin family can no longer stand up.
Later Song Ye accompanied Qin Zhan to the small building, and in the top room, he got the tablet of Qin Zhan's mother from the cabinet.
"Why is there a corner?" Song Ye glanced over from the desk and frowned to find the problem. Even though it is rare to sacrifice ancestors with wooden signs, Song Ye also knows the era when people are very careful about the ancestors' things, which is out of respect and nostalgia for the dead.
But the wooden sign in Qin Zhan's hand saw the broken and broken Ye Ye Song Ye.
"I found it in the utility room on the first floor when I was fifteen years old." Qin Zhan explained in a low voice with a wooden sign. He was not sad and unhappy, and seemed to be telling an ordinary thing.
Maybe it ’s too old, many emotions have been smoothed out, but when he was young, only a fifteen-year-old bullied boy picked up his mother ’s tablet in the utility room one day, and only then did he know his mother. Instead of being enshrined in the shrine, he was lying alone in this humid 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 resolutely joined the army alone at the age of fifteen, and never entered the Qin family for ten years.
Song Ye walked over, wrapped his shoulders with one hand, lifted his toes and hugged his tall body tightly into his arms. "Take our mother home."
Take my mother home.
Her voice was buried on Qin Zhan's shoulders, dull, but the words were clear, and the heavy breathing seemed to be replacing his pain.
Without extra comfort, all she could do was to guard the pavilion and accompany Qin Zhan to shout a mom.
Feeling that the girl's other hand was carefully guarding the tablet with him, Qin Zhan couldn't help but reached out and rubbed her hair ends, "It's good to be with you."
Others are irrelevant, as long as you are here.
"Yeah." Song Ye understood his mind, and after a slight response, he relaxed his movements and lowered his head to his gaze.
The name of the letter is Luo Yuqing.
"Luo ..." Song Ye frowned slightly, wondering about the surname, "Isn't your biological mother Zhou's family?"
At that time, the beauty of Beijing ’s glorious crown was from the Zhou family. It was the eldest daughter in the rankings, but she was more beautiful than the other sisters, and she was very knowledgeable. Qin Wenrong had a crush on it at first sight. I also went to learn how to write poetry, and for a while, it became a story.
The words of the Zhou family should be called Zhou Yuqing. Why would they be named Luo?
"My mother was not born to the mother of the Zhou family, but was just an adopted daughter. It is said that the mother always did not like her. Before she got married, she used her family's surname Luo. Later, the Qin family asked to marry. . Few people know about these things. Before the death, this brand respected my mother's meaning and was restored to Luo Yuqing. "Qin Zhan slowly talked about this magnificent door, summing up the sad life of a talented woman.
Song Ye thought, perhaps because the name Zhou Yuqing caused her too much pain, so she was unable to portray the name on the tombstone after death.
Only the lush young Luo Yuqing was the time she was willing to stay.
It's just the Luo word that makes Song Ye's heart slightly different. She thinks that things may not be so clever, but it is not easy to verify with Qin Zhandu for a while.
"Luo Yuqing is much better than Zhou Yuqing." She whispered as she looked at the large gold paint characters on the tablet.
"Oh, indeed." Qin Zhan laughed softly, holding the tablet in one hand, and Song Ye in the other, and a rare sense of ease leaked from his voice, "Let's go."
Come on, let's go home.
Song Ye nodded, "Well, but wait for me." Then, she turned and walked to the desk, found a bag, and swept away all the various patterns on the bookshelf.
"Oh, if you like it, I'll find something more delicate for you, these workmanship is too rough." Qin Zhan watched her as a baby and put things in carefully, and then carefully cautiously, for a while I could not laugh or cry.
These were all done when he was five or six years old. He knows how bad the technology is.
But Song Ye shook his head, raised his eyes and stared straight at him, his cold voice was serious, "This is your dream, these are all good."
Seeing these things, she can always imagine the child who lost her mother sitting lonely at the table to make a model. No matter what period of Qin Zhan, she tried to understand.
The man did not expect Song Ye to say such a thing, and did not think that the reason why she attached importance to these models was because of him.
Banging, the heartbeat began to beat fiercely from the Yue Hung chamber, agitating the eardrums, and it was sweet and greasy. Itching his throat, causing him to unconsciously roll two knots, and then it seemed like he could no longer bear it , Slammed the girl into her arms, hugged it tightly, her voice was low and dumb, "Don't look at me any more, otherwise I can't promise that I won't be here-you."
It's terrible.
When Song Ye looked at him with such cold eyes and said these words, Qin Zhan felt that the whole heart was caught by the other side, the kind of involuntary shame--movement made him have to use one hundred Twenty points of reason can barely restrain the urge to immediately crush people down.
"Go home and continue." Song Ye turned his head and gave the invitation softly, by the way-mouth-capture-caught the man's red ears.