There was a lot of resentment in Qi Yan's tone, and then he left the railing, walked slowly in front of Qi Yemo, stretched out his slightly trembling arms, and tightly grasped Qi Yemo's collar.

Qi Yemo frowned slightly, but he didn't take his hands away from him immediately.

Qi Yan stared at Qi Yemo, his eyes turned red immediately: "If you hadn't suddenly changed the wedding venue, the person who died today should be you, not him! The person who did this is clearly Coming at you."

Qi Yemo also looked at him, his eyes were very calm.

Then, he reached out and took Qi Yan's hand away from his collar: "You are right, they are coming after me. If it wasn't for Dad, I would probably..."

"You are cold-blooded." Qi Yan said it almost through gritted teeth.

Cold-blooded, for Qi Yemo, he was really 100% in the past.

But now, after going through some things, this word has already felt a little harsh to him.

He took a puff of cigarette, and then said: "Although the police can't find anything here for the time being, I won't let it go. I will definitely report my father's revenge."

"Ha..." Qi Yan sneered: "It's easy to say to avenge my father. Since that person dared to do this, how could he be so stupid as to leave any clues for the police to find?"

Qi Yemo raised his brows: "You don't have to worry about it, I have my own way. You should put away all the entertainment these few days and spend time with Aunt Ling."

Having said that, he threw the cigarette in his hand on the ground, stomped it out with his foot, and turned around to exit the safe passage.

Qi Yan also walked out.

Not long after they returned to Song Ruling's ward, Song Ruling woke up from a coma.

Qi Yan and Qi Yemo hurried into the ward and stood beside her bed.

She had just woken up, and she had suffered a great blow to her heart, so she still seemed very weak.

She slowly opened her eyes and looked around, she knew that she was in the hospital.

Then stretched out a trembling hand and took Qi Yan's hand: "Yan Yan, where are the children?"

"Mom, don't worry, Lao Li has already sent them back to the old house." Qi Yan watched his mother lying on the hospital bed. Although he often talked back to her, he still felt very uncomfortable at this moment.

She saw Qi Yemo standing next to Qi Yan again: "Yemo, your father..." Her lips began to tremble, tears flowed from her eyes, and she couldn't continue speaking.

Qi Yan quickly took out his handkerchief and wiped away his mother's tears.

Qi Yemo bent down, stretched out his hand and tightly grasped Song Ruling's hand: "Aunt Ling, I will take care of my father's affairs, so don't worry about it."

Song Ruling said slowly: "Where is your father now, I want to take another look at him."

Although Song Ruling had a lot of resentment towards Qi Zhengtian, especially in terms of inheritance distribution, she didn't even give Qi Yan a penny.

But after sharing the same bed for so many years, they still have deep feelings, and Qi Zhengtian's sudden death still hit her very hard.

"Aunt Ling, you need to take good care of your health now, and I'll take you to see him when you get better." Qi Yemo said this, and gently gave her hand to Qi Yan.

Said to him: "You stay here with Aunt Ling well, I'll go back and deal with Dad's affairs first."

After speaking, he turned around and took Qin Huo out of the VIP ward.

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