This inexplicable words from the servant teacher before his death always made Nalan Yejue feel vaguely worried.

Just like a ghost in the night sky, it appears from time to time and covers people's heads.

Sometimes he even wondered whether this was a hint that Qin Xin had investigated the matter of transforming a bloody woman twenty years ago, and Thunder sent President Jun to prison by means of being so decisive and cruel, and would he regret it in the end? Will it become misfortune and tragedy?

But why do you regret it?

There is no reason at all.

At this moment, he was relieved to see Qin Xin let President Jun go.

If the little lady let go of the harm caused by the Blood Girl and let President Jun go, wouldn’t there be misfortune and tragedy?

He whispered in her ear, "Let him go and let him know how to be grateful, maybe it means more than killing him."

Qin Xin said lightly, "I just stated my views objectively and impartially, and I don't need anyone to be grateful, nor do I think of any meaning."

Nalan Yejue “…”

The little lady is really arrogant. She did such a kind thing but refused to admit it.

After a while, when the two went downstairs to the hall again, Qin Xin spoke softly, as if he said casually, "Actually, in the process of pursuing the truth, I have gradually let go. The Seventh Elder is dead, and the servant and mentor are dead. President Jun has repented for his own sins for twenty years, and even lost his biological daughter... I just feel that life is impermanent and I don't want to get too entangled with them anymore."

Those who used to think they were powerful collapsed so easily.

Even the blood pool was destroyed by her in anger. Haha, those people were at least well-behaved for at least a hundred years.

Nalan Yejue was deeply touched.

He stopped, spread his arms from behind, possessed him slightly, wrapped around Qin Xin's waist, and gently rubbed his chin against the soft hair above her head.

"Little Madam... What you said is also for your husband. Those mundane things are not worth our waste of effort. From then on, we have only focused on cultivating our children. Last time in Mazu Miao, we told the fortune that we had a son and a daughter. I have thought carefully these days. Education must start from childhood and surpass everyone from the starting line. I have made a plan..."

Qin Xin was speechless for a moment.

Man, will you think too far?

Are you sure who gave birth to your baby?

She seemed to have predicted in advance that her future child would be scolded as a pitiful little wool by this strict father...

Fortunately, although Nalan Yejue is a wolf father, he still treats it differently. "Well, my son needs to polish it more and throw it to Africa to exercise hard. Ancient martial arts fighting, racing and shooting skills must be top-notch. My daughter should stay by her side, and she learns whatever she wants..."

Qin Xin "..."

Man, are you so partial and not afraid of your son rebelling in the future?

Also, who says girls are just flowers raised in greenhouses? Is this care or is it a waste?

She was about to make a good deal of a stupid man's views.

At the door, a weak and old voice sounded, "Miss Qin, can you disturb you..."

Qin Xin looked up.

The first floor lobby is empty.

Previous reporters heard that President Jun’s impeachment case had made new progress, so they all rushed out to find out the news.

At this moment, only the old beggar was left.

He was timid and cowardly at the door, as if waiting for Qin Xin to come out.

[Thank you little fairy for "dead love", I promised your leader to add more]

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!