Mr. Qin has not confessed today

Chapter 172 Qin Huai smiled lowly
"Jiuqing, just touch a hair on her..."

With a beep, the phone was hung up.

Qin Huai Moran's eyebrows were deeply twisted into a Sichuan character, he calmed down for a few seconds, and then called back the phone.

However, the phone is turned off.

His handsome face, which has remained unchanged for almost ten thousand years, finally showed obvious emotional ups and downs. He called Jiang Bei: "Go to Bai's house."

Just as Jiang Bei came over from Mrs. Qin, he said in embarrassment: "The old lady said that all the guests are here, so you can't be absent."

In Qin Huai's rare hostility, he dropped a cup. Jiang Bei trembled in fright, and immediately pushed Qin Huai to the parking lot of the Qin Mansion.

As a result, just after leaving the fan-shaped door of Nanyuan, the way was blocked by a beautiful woman walking towards him.

In fact, it is not considered blocking, anyone with eyes can tell that the woman is looking for a man specially.

"Ah Huai~" The woman's voice was full of a smile and tenderness of Jiangnan water town, and she was a little cautious, "Can we talk?"

The woman looks as gorgeous as peaches and plums. She wears a soft cotton and linen dress. She doesn't wear makeup, but she is so glamorous that most men will feel a little itchy when they see it.

She has a fresh and natural fragrance, which is related to her profession.

She is the chief perfumer of Qin's modern brand: Xiao Meier.

Qin Huai looked at the gentle and glamorous woman whose whole body was bathed in the sun, there was no emotion in his eyes, and his tone was gentle, revealing a touch of specialness that was different from usual.

"Heh, my little mom and I..., are you very familiar?"

Xiao Meier has long been used to Qin Huai's coldness.

Back then she admitted that she broke the marriage of the man's parents in front of her, but how has she ever been better these years?
Widowed for 18 years, she is only 38 this year~

Slightly suppressing the darkness at the bottom of her eyes, her black and white eyes moved, and Xiao softly said: "Ah Huai, don't be like this..."

Qin Huai didn't like this kind of mistress who ruined other people's marriages for whatever reason.

He smiled: "I'll give you a minute."

A slight astonishment flashed across the woman's delicate face, and then she smiled relaxedly without any embarrassment: "Ah Huai, can you go and see Xiaojun?"

"cannot!"

The man coldly refused.

Xiao Meier's eyes were a little red, and she said softly, "Ah Huai, I beg you..." The voice seemed to be crying faintly, "He is your only blood brother in this world..."

As the voice fell, a thin low smile came from the depths of Qin Huai's throat, that smile was mostly disdainful and sarcastic.

He said lightly, "Are you finished?"

The man in front of him was very much like his father, his features were picturesque, his handsome face was as exquisite as an oil painting with thick ink, the magnificence was breathtaking.

Deep in Xiao Meier's mind, the image of Qin Huai's father could not help appearing. She tried her best to get in the position, but in the end she got such 18 years of widowhood.

From the age of 20 to 38, a woman's best years were all buried in the hell of the Qin Mansion, which cannibalize people.

She has had enough!I regret it too!
She took a deep breath, looked at Qin Huai who was frowning slightly with cool eyes, and said in a low voice, "I...can I go to Wolong Mountain to burn incense for your mother?"

"Where did you get your face?" The man laughed lowly, the cold light from those cold peach eyes seemed to be able to penetrate her heart, "Don't provoke me. Get out."

Xiao Meier's eyes shed tears sadly, Jiang Bei wanted to hand her a tissue because of the beautiful appearance of pear blossoms with rain, but of course he didn't dare.

(End of this chapter)