Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

"Xiaoxue..." Song Ya hesitated for a long time and said, "I haven't seen her for a long time."

Although Guo Yan deceived her, it is still unknown how much Qin Xue knew about these things.

Qin Xue was a child who was pampered by her and grew up, so she naturally had feelings for him. If it was not a last resort, she would not want to destroy this child.

"Mom," Qin Siyu's voice was cold and indifferent: "Eleven years ago, Nuoer's father Shen Jiuqing died in a car accident. It was not an accident, but a murder."

Song Ya's breath was suffocated, and she suddenly clenched her fists: "What do you mean..."

Qin Siyu was silent.

Some things don't need to be stated explicitly, but can be understood in just a few words.

Song Ya slumped weakly on the sofa, feeling cold all over.

How old was Qin Xue at that time?

Fourteen.

A fourteen-year-old child carefully planned a car accident. It was difficult for her to convince herself that Qin Xue knew nothing about her life experience.

Perhaps this was the conspiracy of their mother and daughter from the beginning.

Qin Chen held her hand with warmth in his hand. Song Ya turned her head to look at Qin Chen. Qin Chen's face was stern and his eyes were full of worry.

She shook her head slightly to indicate that she was fine.

"Xiaoyu," Song Ya asked, "Is Xiaoxue at your place?"

She knew that her son was usually a cold-hearted person. Under his cold and cold appearance, he had a heart that was crueler than anyone else.

"Yes."

Song Ya closed her eyes: "I understand. Please arrange a time for Xiao Nuo and me to meet. Some things must be resolved."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Song Ya was silent for a long time. When Qin Chen thought she wouldn't speak, she slowly said, "Qin Chen, do you think I'm a failure?"

Qin Chen frowned slightly and was about to speak, but Song Ya smiled and replied: "We all failed."

Mistakes are made because of arrogance and pride.

Qin Chen did not refute.

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Mexico, Headquarters of the First Organization.

Shen Rui looked at the video data he had received, and suddenly grasped the keyboard with his fingers. There was a slight crackling sound, the keycaps collapsed, and the keyboard that had been carefully preserved was completely destroyed.

That's Shen Rui's favorite keyboard!

The people around him looked at the young man who was covered in cold. His delicate little face was covered with frost, and the cold aura around him was like the winter snow in December, as sharp as a knife, and the knives were like snow.

The room, which was usually filled with the sound of keyboards, was now completely silent. Everyone didn't dare to breathe. They all looked at each other and saw fear in each other's eyes. The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Shen Rui Qingjun's handsome face was a little pale, and his eyes were full of dark emotions, which was frightening to watch.

The video on the computer was played over and over again, countless times. The shadowy light shone on his face, and the bright and dim emotions were like the dim light of the underground abyss, which was frightening.

After an unknown amount of time, as if more than a century had passed, the silent room was pushed open, and the slight sound of the door opening finally broke the suffocating atmosphere of the room.

Steady and powerful footsteps came from the door. Everyone looked over and saw a tall and upright figure walking slowly.

When everyone saw the person coming, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

saved.

Mo Yu stood behind Shen Rui and glanced down at the video playing on the screen. After the video was played again, his eyes deepened. His slender white hand raised to hold Shen Rui's hand on the mouse and moved his index finger. , directly press and pause the video.

Shen Rui's eyes trembled, as if he had just reacted, he raised his head mechanically and looked at Mo Yu.

Mo Yu touched his head, turned to look at the people in the room, opened his thin lips slightly, and said in a low voice: "Everyone, get out."

His words were like an order. As soon as he finished speaking, the people in the room left the room as if fleeing for their lives, and disappeared after a while.

"Have you known for a long time that this video recorded these things?" Shen Rui's voice was hoarse, but it was not the broken voice that he had when he was a teenager. Instead, it had a touch of elegant magnetism.

Mo Yu shook his head slightly: "If I knew, this video wouldn't have fallen into your hands."

He wouldn't let him go through this heartbreaking pain.

Shen Rui's hand holding the mouse tightened: "Who is looking for this video?"

"Shen Nuo."

Shen Rui's eyes suddenly widened, and his pupils turned into pinpricks for a moment: "My sister?"

"Yes," Mo Yu said directly without hiding anything from him: "She found Wei Yu and asked her to help find this video."

"She... knew it a long time ago?" Shen Rui's thin lips trembled slightly: "Why didn't she tell me?"

"If my guess is correct, she should have just learned this from Guo Yan."

"Mo Yu," Shen Rui said in a low voice, "I want to go to Rome."

Mo Yu didn't say anything else, only said: "Shen Nuo will not be happy."

Shen Rui suddenly pursed her lips: "She can't."

"She will," Mo Yu said firmly, "She didn't want you to get involved in these things."

"That's because she doesn't know what I'm doing now," Shen Rui said coldly: "She doesn't want me to get involved in these things, but she is worried about my safety and is afraid that I will be in danger. But I am in the third This organization has long destined me to be unable to live a normal life. She will know these things sooner or later, and I no longer intend to hide them from her."

"Rui'er." Mo Yu raised his hand to hold the back of the chair behind him and half-hug him in his arms.

He leaned slightly closer to him, and when the two faces were almost touching, Shen Rui frowned slightly and moved away slightly, away from him.

"what are you doing?"

Mo Yu's face was cold, and he suddenly reached out and pinched his chin to prevent him from moving away.

His deep eyes were full of oppression, staring straight at him.

That look was deeper and softer than the usual indifference, but there was also a hint of frightening paranoia and determination in the softness, which made Shen Rui frown severely.

"Ayu," he frowned and clenched his fists unconsciously: "What on earth do you want to do?"

Shen Rui felt an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness and nervousness in his heart, as if there was an invisible and looming film about to be torn open in front of his eyes, and everything would be clearly spread out in front of his eyes.

But the next moment, the man's eyes darkened, his head tilted slightly to one side, his thin lips came close to his ear, and the sweet and magnetic voice echoed in his ears like a cello.

"Are you regretting it?"

Shen Rui understood the nonsensical words and turned his head suddenly.

The two of them were too close, and his thin lips brushed against his fair cheek unconsciously. The two of them were stunned, and the undercurrent of the atmosphere suddenly stiffened, adding a hint of ambiguous charm.