Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

She was silent for a moment, did not reply, but slowly closed her eyes.

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Imperial Palace.

The black Rolls-Royce stopped in front of the Presidential Palace. Zhou Yi said to the man in the back seat: "Young Master Qin, the Presidential Palace has arrived."

Qin Siyu had been staring at his phone the whole way, waiting for Shen Nuo's reply, but he never waited. Hearing Zhou Yi's voice, his eyelashes closed slightly, and he slowly raised his head from the phone and looked sideways. Take a look outside.

The presidential palace is heavily guarded and no one can approach it at will, except for some people with special permission from the president.

Among these people, Qin Siyu happens to be.

Qin Siyu slowly took back his phone: "Let's go."

"Yes."

After taking a few steps, Qin Siyu paused: "Let Xie Yan check where Nuo'er is now."

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment, then quickly responded: "Yes."

Qin Siyu entered the presidential palace with a cold body, and the guards saluted: "Young Master Qin."

The salutes continued one after another until they reached the main courtyard, where the butler of the Presidential Palace greeted him at the gate.

"Master Qin, long time no see. Your Excellency has been waiting for a long time. Please come inside."

Qin Siyu said nothing and strode into the presidential palace.

As soon as he entered the living room, a man who exuded a noble and elegant atmosphere from the inside out came into view.

The man's facial features were sharp and angular, his sword-shaped eyebrows were straight, his black eyes were tinged with a hint of cold pride, and he exuded a powerful aura.

Different from how he appeared on TV in the past, his hair was now soft and scattered on his forehead, covering his overwhelming strength with a layer of gentleness.

The youngest president in the history of China, Yan Zhenyao.

Hearing the footsteps, he slowly turned his head, the sharp light in his calm black eyes quickly dissipated.

His thin lips parted slightly: "You're here."

Qin Siyu looked cold and indifferent despite his powerful momentum, giving him a sense of even stalemate.

Qin Siyu stood still in front of him: "You should know why I came."

Yan Zhenyao leaned over and poured him a cup of tea: "Let's have a drink first. We haven't talked for a long time."

Qin Siyu glanced at him coldly, said nothing, and sat down opposite him.

Hua Zhe'an, Yan Zhenyao's secretary-general, came to Zhou Yi with a smile: "Zhou Zhu, I have something to ask you. Is it convenient for you to lend me a moment?"

Zhou Yi looked at Qin Siyu calmly. Qin Siyu had no reaction, but Zhou Yi understood what he meant.

"Hua Mi is welcome."

Everyone in the living room left one after another, leaving only Yan Zhenyao and Qin Siyu.

Qin Siyu did not touch the tea in front of him, but looked at Yan Zhenyao coldly, as if waiting for an explanation from him.

Yan Zhenyao sipped cup after cup of tea, and finally breathed out softly.

"I apologize to you on behalf of Yanjiao."

Qin Siyu opened his thin lips slightly and uttered three words: "No need."

Both of them are smart people, and they know that "no need" here does not mean that Qin Siyu is magnanimous and does not pursue the matter. On the contrary, it means that he will not give up.

Yan Zhenyao's eyes dimmed and he lowered his eyes: "Yan Jiao is my sister. No matter what she does wrong, she is my Yan family. Qin Siyu, her life is my bottom line."

Qin Siyu smiled.

He curled his lips slowly, but there was no smile in his eyes. Instead, there was endless frost and coldness that could freeze a person three feet away.

"Yan Zhenyao, Yan Jiao is your bottom line, so what does Suning mean?"

As soon as the words fell, the air suddenly became silent, and Yan Zhenyao raised his head suddenly, his black eyes stained with frost.

"Do you know where she is?!"

"So what if you know, so what if you don't know?" Qin Siyu looked coldly: "Since Yan Jiao is your bottom line, then you probably don't care much about it, Suning. In this case, why do you need to ask me this question."

Yan Zhenyao's face looked even worse than before, and he even lost his previous calmness. There was a hint of urgency, and his voice was as cold as frost: "Where is Suning!"

Even though his momentum was overwhelming, Qin Siyu still looked indifferent, as if the person in front of him was not the president of a country, but a random cat or dog.

"If you want to know, you can go find it yourself." Qin Siyu specifically picked out Yan Zhenyao's sore spots and said, "I've been looking for him for three years anyway, so I don't have much time to spare, right?"

Yan Zhenyao's eyes were cold, and those eyes that were invisible to everyone now took on a frightening dark aura.

If he could really find it, why would he have searched for it for three years?

"What do you want?" he asked.

Since he brought up Suning, it showed that he had already made plans before coming.

"I want her life!" Qin Siyu said every word.

After the extreme emotion, Yan Zhenyao calmed down, and his deep and dark eyes narrowed slightly: "What if I say no?"

"Do you think you can protect her?" Qin Siyu raised the teacup in front of him and spun it around gracefully, but instead of drinking, he loosened his grip and the teacup slipped from his hand.

"I want a person to die, there are a thousand ways, but someone told me not to let irrelevant people dirty their hands, so I came here today."

Qin Siyu raised his eyes and looked at him: "But if the result is not satisfactory, I don't mind getting dirty for a while!"

With their eyes facing each other, the two men with extremely strong auras seemed to be in a gladiatorial arena. Invisible swords and sword shadows were shaking around each other. The atmosphere was solid and tight like a tight thread, and the battle was about to break out.

However, soon, Yan Zhenyao slowly withdrew his gaze: "You did it so cruelly just for Shen Nuo, who was abandoned by you?"

Qin Siyu's expression remained unchanged, but the emotion in his eyes completely turned cold.

"Sir, my patience is limited. You should also know that even with my uncle here, no one can protect the people I want to touch, including you."

"If you don't get the answer I want in three days, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After Qin Siyu finished speaking, he stood up and left.

"You show that you care about her so much, aren't you afraid that I will attack her?"

Qin Siyu paused, and the next second, he walked out without looking back: "Sir, she is my bottom line. If you want to bet on the stability of the entire country of China, you can give it a try."

Yan Zhenyao's face suddenly darkened.

Just when Qin Siyu was about to walk out of the door, Qin Siyu stopped again.

"Also," his cold voice was as soft as the wind: "It wasn't me who abandoned her, but she who abandoned me."

He is the one who was abandoned.

Yan Zhenyao was slightly stunned. He didn't react until Qin Siyu's figure completely disappeared in front of him.

Hua Zhe'an returned to the living room and saluted respectfully: "Your Excellency, Mr. Qin and the others have left."

When Yan Zhenyao came to his senses, he had returned to his usual calmness.