Qin Feng"s eyes are full of killing intentions. Now he really wants to kill the fat f.u.c.ker w.a.n.g Dafu!"Brother, what should we do? They said that they will come again in the morning. "
Qin Chuxue"s eyes were full of tears. From a rich young lady to this point, she was oppressed everywhere.
"tomorrow."
Qin Feng took a deep breath and suppressed his anger and looked at his mother: "Mom, you two haven"t had dinner right? Let me cook noodles."
He looked around at the mess in the room, as well as the scattered bowls and chopsticks, which were obviously disrupted when eating.
"Feng, don"t be impulsive and remember what I told you."
Song Yu looked at his son and was always worried about Qin could do something foolish
"A n.o.ble man gets his revenge, even if it takes ten years, do not worry, you son always remember this sentence, every night ...I read it again and again. "Then Qin Feng first went to Qin Chuxue"s room and his wardrobe was there. After changing the Black Robe, he went to the kitchen.
The kitchen, in fact, is a palm-sized place, connected to the toilet, separated by a thin board.
In the living room, Lin Yuechan did not say a word but began to silently help Qin Feng"s mother to clean up the messy furniture.
Qin Chuxue looked at Lin Yuechan from time to time she wondered if she is the future sister-in-law.
This is also human nature.
The stove was burning, Qin Feng looked at the boiling water in the pot, and the killing in the eyes became more and more intense!
w.a.n.g Dafu!
Dare to bully my mother"s, not killing you, If I don"t kill you, I won"t be Qin!
After fifteen minutes.
The living room was almost cleaned up, and the smashed ones were thrown away. There were a total of a dozen square meters, and the rest was nothing. Fortunately, the table for dinner was still there.
Four bowls of noodles, four people.
Quietly eating, no sound.
"Feng, this girl is?"
Song Yu looked at Lin Yuechan and asked.
"My cla.s.smates from high school, coming to Jiangzhou for urgent business. She will stay in our house for a period of time, just let her sleep in a room with Chuxue. "
"Okieeee~"
Qin Chuxue quickly put down the chopsticks and patted the little hand to promise.
"Miss, really sorry, you have to huddle with Xiaoxue."
Song Yu looks like a woman of twenty-seven or twenty-eight, sitting with Lin Yuechan like sisters.
"It"s ok auntie, It was me who caused you trouble.."
Lin Yuechan also smiled.
After eating noodles, it was already late. Soon Qin Chuxue brought Yuechan into the small room. The little girl was intent on digging out the relations.h.i.+p between Yuechan and Qin Feng.
For fifteen or six-year-old girl, they just like gossip.
Qin Feng alone leaning on the messy sofa, the moonlight outside the window s.h.i.+ning on his face, watching his mother"s room, he knows, his mother must have something to say, just didn"t mention at the dinner table.
Sure enough, five minutes later, Song Yu draped in pajamas and opened the door.
"Feng, there is something, I thought about it and wanted to discuss it with you."
Song Yu walked over and there was some tangling in her eyes.
"Mom, don"t worry, I will deal with things in the morning. If w.a.n.g Dafu doesn"t come, forget it. If he does, I won"t give him an easy time."
"Feng, have you forgotten your mother"s words? Now it"s time for us to endure. "
"I can"t endure it anymore."
Qin Feng squeezed his fists and his eyes were full of killings.
"Mom, don"t worry, your son is not a reckless person. I know what to do."
Song Yu wanted to persuade a few more words, but before she even said it, Qin Feng talked back. She could only bow down and lament, after all...She has no way, if tomorrow, w.a.n.g Dafu really wants to force her.
It is certainly impossible for her to marry w.a.n.g even if she is dead, but she does not want to see Qin Feng suffer. When she thinks about it, Song Yu"s eyes are red.
"Mom, do you have more to say?"
Qin Feng quickly got up and helped his mother to sit on the sofa. He saw Song"s eyes, and his heart was even more uncomfortable.
"Yes, there is something."
Song Yu quickly wiped away the tears.
"Feng, go back to school in a few days, the tuition fee, I have already helped you to pay up."
When Qin Feng heard this, he suddenly Stunned.
Yes, he should have been a junior at Jiangzhou University. The major of his studies is Meilder International Management (Sino-British cooperation). It sounds like a professional, but actually, it"s just a money-digging thing. Tthe other professional tuition is 5,000. This major has a tuition fee of 120,000 a year, which is basically for rich children.
Since he was down and out, Qin Feng dropped out of school directly for the simple reason that he couldn"t afford to pay his tuition even his food.
"Mom where is the money from?"
Qin Feng looked at Song Yu, and there was a pair of questioning eyes.
Song Yu did not want to say originally, but he is very clear about his son"s character. If things are not clear, he will never give up.
"It"s Zixuan. She came this afternoon and gave me a card with a million in it."
Song Yu took the card out and placed it on the table while speaking.
"I"ve already paid the tuition fee, so I"ll take it as a loan from her. You can keep or return the rest to her. Mom won"t interfere. You can decide for yourself."
"Feng, other things I can listen to you, but you have to go to school."
"Mom is sleepy, and you have to rest early."
After finis.h.i.+ng these, Song Yu stood up and walked into the room.
"Zhao Zixuan."
Qin Feng looked at the bank card on the table and read the name. There is an angry fire rising again.
One of the partners of the Qin Group, one of the murderers of his father, Zhao Zhihong"s daughter, was also his girlfriend, and it is also because of her, because she lied to him, resulting in an unclear transfer of equity in that share. The doc.u.ments were signed so that the group of people can smoothly take away the group shares so smoothly!
"Pity?"
Qin Feng picked up the card and laughed. He knew his mother.
A proud woman, like a swan, never bows. If it is not for the future of her son, even if she is starving to death, she will not accept the money from the daughter of enemies.
He can imagine the indescribable mood of his mother"s receipt of this card.
Taking a long breath, Qin Feng leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes to remember what happened tonight.
Da Pin Tian Xian, eight nine Xuan Gong!
Now it seems that he has cultivated these two exercises, and the strength is far better than the existence of the same level on the earth. The former middle-aged man is an example. But Qin Feng still has to find a time to practice some spells. Previously, it was all built on the strength of the human body by the eight nine Xuan Gong. The spiritual cultivation hasn"t been used yet.
Qin Feng also wants to try, the mystery of this spell!
"Nangong Yiren..."
Don"t know why, Qin Feng suddenly thought of the woman before, the G.o.ddess of spirit, can speed up men"s practice...
The living room was very quiet. Qin Feng closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep.
There was a trace of white gas around him, this is the QI, bit by bit into Qin"s body, began to help him to improve!
This is the benefit of the top spells, and even if he doesn"t take the initiative to practice, it will run on its own.