Qin Qing and Qin Ye bid farewell and planned to leave the Qin Residence directly.
But just as they stepped out of Qin Ye's courtyard, they found someone standing nearby.
It was none other than Qin Zhen!
"Qin Zhen!"
A surge of anger rose in Qin Qing's heart.
Back when he was forced to leave the Qin Residence, Qin Zhen was instrumental in it.
However, although Qin Qing felt anger inside, his expression seemed unchanged.
He took a careful look at Qin Zhen.
Qin Zhen now appeared much older than last year, his hair, which was once all black, had turned salt and pepper, and without care, it was greasy and disordered.
His eyes were full of bloodshot streaks, looking extremely tired. Moreover, in his gaze, Qin Qing saw a glint of hatred.
Probably, ever since he learned of his son's death, Qin Zhen had been living under the shadow of this hatred.
"He must be thinking about killing me every moment, but he simply has no way to start!"
