Young Master Qin's Heart-Eating Secret Pet

"It's just that this employee resigned before the fire, so I don't know much about Ms. Cen, but I have sent people to find all the people related to this employee, and it may take some time."

"Well, just keep checking, and report to me if you have any new progress." Qin Hanfeng's voice was a little tired.

That night, Qin Hanfeng didn't have the heart to continue looking at the documents in his hand.

He was approaching the truth bit by bit, uncovering Cen Ziyan's miserable life in these years step by step. This should have been what he expected at the beginning, but when he was about to touch it, he suddenly hesitated.

Just the shallow or deep scars on Cen Ziyan's body allowed him to clearly foresee how difficult Cen Ziyan's life was in the past few years. He wanted to know but didn't dare to know what happened to her these years.

Qin Hanfeng was so stuffy in his heart that he had nowhere to vent his anger. He dropped the half-read document in his hand, got up and went downstairs, and took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet for the first time.

He didn't even pay attention to what he was holding. When the spicy liquid burned his throat, Qin Hanfeng suddenly felt a little relieved.

In fact, Qin Hanfeng himself didn't know what he was angry about. When the wine in his stomach burned up and intoxicated his consciousness, he suddenly recalled it from the only remaining Qingming. He was probably blaming himself back then. Why? There is no more trust.

Probably only under the anesthesia of alcohol can he face the deepest guilt in his heart like this.

"Brother? Why are you drinking alone here?" Qin Yan, who got up to drink water in the middle of the night, saw Qin Hanfeng spread out on the sofa, and couldn't help but stepped forward to ask concerned.

There were several empty wine bottles piled up in front of the case, Qin Hanfeng was still playing with the wine glass in his hand, his eyes were hazy, and he didn't recognize Qin Yan for a while, obviously he was already very drunk.

All his feelings were soaked in alcohol and turned sour, Qin Hanfeng moved his eyes up, stared at Qin Yan and muttered to himself, "Tell me, did I really do something wrong?"

The voice was alcoholic, light and intoxicated, and he didn't know if he really wanted to get a definite answer.

Just when Qin Hanfeng was about to close his eyes, Qin Yan, who had been watching him from a distance, suddenly asked him, "Brother, do you want to make up for it?"

make up?How to make up for it?

So many years of suffering, the lives of two children, how can these things be made up for?Who told him what to do?
Qin Hanfeng raised his head, his blurred eyes fell on Qin Yan, but he didn't speak, just stared at him in a daze, making it hard to tell whether he was drunk or not.

The whole room was filled with a faint smell of wine, and the intoxicating fragrance flowed slowly in the silence. Seeing his appearance, Qin Yan took a few steps forward and took down the wine glass in his hand.

"After so much, it's impossible to go back to the past. It's better to let go and let everyone have a better life." Qin Yan put the wine glass on the glass tea table, and said lightly, "Brother, let Ziyan go!" , let yourself go too."

Hearing Qin Yan's words, Qin Hanfeng's face, which was still full of drunkenness, suddenly evoked a very dazzling sarcasm, "Can't you go back to the past?"

"Yeah, I can't go back, brother, put it down." Qin Yan stared at the bright spot reflected from the corner of the wine glass, and said softly, "Brother, you are drunk, go and have a good rest first."

When Qin Yan said this, there was an imperceptible smile on the corner of his mouth.