There was a terrible silence on the phone, followed by Qin Yi's repressed and rapid breathing. Shen Ci could hear his voice trembling with anger, almost gritted his teeth: "I will send someone to pick you up right away."
Qin Hao was still afraid of Qin Yi at the end. Hearing this sound, he did not dare to snatch Shen Ci's phone anymore, his body was frozen in place, his face was extremely ugly.
Shen Ci didn't hang up the phone, and Qin Yi didn't hang up. He looked at Qin Qian sitting on the sofa, but found that the other party didn't seem to react too much. It seemed that the current situation was not beyond his expectation, and he even picked it up. The upside-down glass on the coffee table poured a glass of water and made a "please" gesture at him.
Shen Ci didn't want to drink his things. He sat down on the sofa again, put the phone on his lap, and watched the person on the opposite side vigilantly, observing his every move.
"You don't need to be so nervous," Qin Qian opened his mouth, his tone still as calm as before, "I'm just asking you to come and sit down, and I won't do anything to you."
"Qin Qian!" Qin Yi's voice suddenly came from the phone, his voice was like the low roar of a sleepy beast, almost on the verge of rage, "I warn you, don't go too far!"
Shen Ci frowned.
It's been a long time since he heard Qin Yi speak in such a tone.
As if back to the day when he first arrived at the Qin family, Qin Yi reprimanded Qin Hao for his performance.
He felt very uncomfortable at once, thinking about whether or not to hang up the phone to make Qin Yi calm down, and fear that not keeping in touch with him, on the contrary, it worried him even more.
At this moment, he heard Qin Qian sneer: "What can I do if I have done too much, what can you do to me? Waste."
Shen Ci raised his head in surprise.
Suddenly there was silence on the phone.
Qin Qian's gaze glanced across his phone screen, and inexplicably swept over the word "brother": "In addition to playing the piano, what else do you do? Now you can't even play the piano, I said You trash, is it wrong?"
"Your'fiance' starts school on the first day, and you can lose people. If it is not me who took him away, but someone else, are you planning to collect his body directly?"
This extremely sharp ridicule directly caused Shen Ci to stand up all over his hair and hurriedly cut off the call, but it was still a step too late, Qin Qian's voice had already fallen, and Qin Yi must have heard it all.
There was a burst of fire in his heart, and he stood up directly from his seat: "You!"
"What's wrong with me?" Qin Qian leaned his spine back and leaned on the back of the sofa, "I taught my son, are you unhappy? I said he was trash, are you unhappy? I just tell the truth. Don't have to react so much."
Shen Ci was trembling with anger, and his chest rose and fell violently. He desperately clenched his fingers: "He is not a waste!"
"It's not what the waste is, don't you want to say that he is a genius?" Qin Qian's ten fingers overlapped, as if he heard some funny joke, "What genius, mentally ill genius? You just So I like to be with a disabled person who has a mental illness, and I still have to say to him..."
Shen Ci finally couldn't bear it. He picked up the glass in front of him and poured the water inside to the opponent.
Qin Qian was interrupted in his throat when he didn't finish speaking.
Seeing this, Qin Hao, who was standing next to him, immediately rushed up and grabbed Shen Ci's wrist, and said angrily: "You are crazy!"
Shen Ci was getting angry, and his wrist was hurting when he grabbed him. Without even thinking about it, he directly smashed the glass in his hand into the opponent's face: "Get away!"
This body really had limited power, and could not smash the cup directly, but knocked the hardest part of the bottom of the cup on the bridge of the opponent's nose.
Qin Hao backed away in pain, and quickly raised his hand to cover his nose, and touched the blood on one hand.
At this time, Shen Ci's cell phone rang again and it was Qin Yi's call. He pressed to answer and heard Qin Yi's anxious voice: "The driver is here, come out!"
"Understood, I will go back right away."
In order to prevent Qin Qian from taking the opportunity to say anything ironic, he hung up the phone very simply, put the glass back on the coffee table, and cast a cold glance at the person on the opposite sofa: "Mr. Qin, you really Is not worthy of being a father."
After that, he walked away without looking back.
Qin Hao finally stopped the nosebleed. When he heard that he dared to scold President Qin, he was going to chase him on the spot, but he heard Qin Qian's command: "Forget it."
"How can this be forgotten!" Qin Hao's hands are full of blood, "He dare to hit me, he dare to scold you, so you just let him go?"
Qin Qian slowly wiped the water off his face, and when he raised his eyes again, his eyes suddenly became extremely cold. He looked at Qin Hao, "When will the Qin family have your turn to tell me?"
Qin Hao was swept away by his eyes, his whole body was a violent spirit, and he instantly reflected who he was talking to. Although the Qin family's father and son were not related, they were father and son after all.
This sentence just said from Qin Qian's mouth is exactly the same as Qin Yi once said.
He realized that he might have done something wrong, his ominous premonition was rising, and his lips trembled: "Qin...Qin President."
"You can get out of here," Qin Qian picked up the bank card on the coffee table that was rejected by Shen Ci, and handed it to Qin Hao in general. "I only agreed because your father prevented her from committing suicide. I asked you to follow me to do things, but now it seems that you are not suitable. The fifty million will be used as compensation for you. With it, there is no need to show up again."
Qin Hao slipped his forehead in a cold sweat: "Mr Qin, I..."
"Don't let me repeat it a second time."
Knowing that he was not qualified to negotiate terms with the other party, Qin Hao swallowed hard and tremblingly took the bank card: "I understand."
When he left, the villa fell into complete silence, Qin Qian pinched his eyebrows tiredly, and said to himself: "This time there is really no way to save it..."
As soon as his voice fell, the phone rang, and after receiving it, Qin Yi's angry voice: "Qin Qian, from now on, we don't have to contact anymore."
Just hung up the phone after speaking.
The surroundings fell into a dead silence again.
After a long time, Qin Qian moved his finger, opened WeChat, and clicked on the chat history with Qin Yi.
The last time the other party sent him a message, it was two years ago, and it only wrote a short line of words: