Chapter 455: Song family has an accident

Feng Linger did not know what Qin Zhen thought.
She only knows that Qin Lan is in the face of the tribes, dancing with her, and drinking wine, it is due to affection.
"What are you afraid of?"
"Men and women love, as long as you like me, I like you, isn't that enough?"
Feng Linger took Qin Hao's hand and pressed it on the full snow peak.
This smile is more beautiful, like flowers, hot, soft touch, it is even more bloody.
"you like me?"
Qin Hao smiled and asked.
"Yes, you are a saint, any Miao girl will fall in love with you! I am no exception."
Feng Linger smiles like a flower.
"You are the blood of the ancestors, who can enjoy your body, can be repaired to increase, right?"
Qin Lan asked again.
"Yes, the ancestral blood has a spiritual spell, and I can share it with you as long as I am willing."
"Qin brother, Linger is willing to sacrifice for you."
Feng Linger has a white chest and a firm expression.
"it is good!"
Qin Xiao smiled slightly, and his hand was extinguished with a candle.
He picked up the lamb's wind and entered the big account...
What happened that night, no one knows!
The next morning, the bank of the moon stream!
Feng Linger led the tribe and sent off for Qin.
The mountains are picturesque, and the beautiful people smile.
The two looked at each other without words.
Qin Lan took a clean white shirt and stood at the bow of the boat, nodding his head and smiling.
Feng Linger's calm Yingying bent down and bowed, light and elegant, and the eyes of Qin Yu disappeared into the top of the sky, and finally turned into a virtual point.
"When he goes, will he come back?"
The wind is quite worried.
Qin Lan is now the of the Miao people's mind. When he walks, the Miao people's hearts are inevitably empty, just like losing their souls.
"Auntie, he will be back."
"Will do!"
Feng Linger smiled lightly, and the long white feather coat dragged a long trace on the grass.
"Linger, are you together?"
Feng Zhengyang chased him up and asked.
"Auntie, is this important?"
Feng Linger turned back, Feng Fengjing as the autumn water, smiled lightly, surrounded by the maids, and went away.
Last night!
No love, no wind!
It is the secret of her life with Qin Lan!
It is no longer important to love and not love.
She will wait for him to return again, nothing more!
The wind is rising in the same place, and it has only been a long time since I came back.
Looking at the back of her daughter, the wind is suddenly so strange.
Overnight, she seems to be no longer his gimmick!
She has become more mature and noble!
She has become a holy woman who can only really look up!
......
Jiangdong Shijing, Song Gongguan!
There are still three days of the 80th birthday of the old man Song Jingui!
The entire river is boiling!
Since Qin Yu destroyed the White House, the Song family has become the first richest man in Jiangdong, and there is the backing of the Qin Dynasty. The Jiangdong political and business forces have three people who want to congratulate.
In order to control Jiangdong and protect the family.
Qin Lan decided to move Qin Gang headquarters to the provincial capital Shi Jing!
First, it is convenient for the officials of the three circles of the political and business forces to discuss important matters, and secondly, they can take care of the Yuxi Medical Factory.
Since then, Qin Gang is the real unification of Jiangdong!
Qin Lan lived in the Qin Mansion, which was originally converted from the White Mansion.
"Hou, my father told you to go to the dinner party, go?"
Wan Xiaoyu walked in and asked with a smile.
She is a flaming red fishtail dress today, glamorous and sexy.
"It’s been a few days since I came to Shijing. I haven’t been to visit my father and my grandfather. This dinner is not going to be awkward.

"Get the car together."
Qin Lan put down his hands on the underground information of Ludong Province and grew up.
"Great, I have forgotten how long I have not attended the party with Hou Ye."
Wan Xiaoyu is happy.
Qin Hao smiled a little, and he still valued this big housekeeper.
To the Song Mansion!
The Song clan, all ushered in, the seven aunts and eight aunts, one by one nodded, like a glimpse of the emperor.
Qin Lan just nodded slightly and walked straight to the back of the mountain.
Qin Wenren's trauma has been conditioned, and there is no big problem.
When Qin Lan came, Weng Yi was playing chess.
"External, father."
Qin Hao greeted him.
"Small, oh, it’s just right, there are three days that are the birthday of your ancestors. What are your plans?"
Qin Wenren asked with a smile.
"There are two major regrets in the life of the ancestors. One is that the Song family is not shocked. Now that the Song family is brilliant, this regret is a repayment."
"The second most regrettable thing is that the Song family's ancestors were in the late Qing Dynasty. When Yanjing fled south, they lost the Song family's heirloom treasure Da Ming Xuande pharmacist Buddha statue!"
"I want to have this second regret on the day of my grandparents' birthday."
Qin Yudao.
"Oh, what do you mean, are the Buddha statues of our Song family?"
Song Jingui asked excitedly.
"It is precisely, in the past six months, I have been asking people in the international antiques market to inquire about the lost things of the Song family. Fortunately, I found this in the hands of a British collector recently."
"I have already made it possible to estimate the two days, and it is time to enter the customs clearance."
Qin Hao proudly laughed.
In fact, he only used two special effects pills, so that the big collector who was in desperate situation handed it to him~EbookFREE.me~ Talking, Tao Zhu and Luo Zizi, hurriedly came over.
"Father, Wenren, Xiaoyan, out of the box."
Tao Zhu's look is not good, quite annoying.
"what happened?"
Song Jingui asked.
"Our things were deducted when the customs clearance of the Tianjin Port was completed."
Tao cast sat down, ordered a pipe, took a sip, and sighed deeply.
This time, in addition to the Buddha statues of the Song family, the Qin gang also spent a lot of money and more than ten pieces of antiques recovered from the royal family. They were all national treasures of the Eight-Power Allied Forces in the late Qing Dynasty, and each piece was worthless.
It is no exaggeration to say that if it was not Qin, it would be the head of China and the richest man in the world. I also wanted to get these antiques back.
Originally, Qin Lan also wanted to donate these antiques to the country in the name of the old man.
This is good, not yet started, it hit the autumn wind.
"Isn't it going to Lingnan Xiakou? How did you go to Jinhai?"
"Rosie, you shouldn't be here?"
The cup of tea in the hands of Qin Hao stopped and frowned.
"Hou, I, I am guilty of death."
"It was Xiakou that was originally left. Xie’s commander greeted him there. But Song Shaofei had to go to Tianjin, I can’t help it!

"Hou Ye, Song Shao is the person in charge of the handover to the UK this time, and it is your dear brother. I am an errand, and I have passed him!"
Luo Zizi looked depressed.
As the person in charge, Song Jie is a senior official of the Shijing government. He is also the grandson of Song Jiaxuan and the cousin of Qin Lan!
Luo Zizi was only Meng Qin's reward for eating rice. On this road, because of a few more mouths, he was almost not thrown into the sea by Song Jie to feed the shark.
It’s a big embarrassment to ask him to carry this pot!
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