Mr. Qin’s divorced ex-wife

Qin Siyu: "..."

Qin Siyu naturally couldn't do anything to her.

She is his biological mother, can he really throw her out?

Since she wants to listen, let her listen.

It's nothing shameful anyway.

Qin Siyu was wearing a Bluetooth headset, so Song Ya couldn't hear Shen Nuo's voice, but Song Ya could hear Qin Siyu's voice: "Nuo'er."

It was totally different from the cold tone that had answered her just now.

If it was the devastation of the cold winter then, then this moment is as gentle as the spring breeze and drizzle.

Song Ya's mouth twitched, and she was shocked to see her son's two faces.

However, what made her even more jaw-dropping was yet to come.

The man's cold and indifferent voice carried a hint of grievance and coquettishness: "I sent you a lot of messages just now, but you didn't reply to me. I thought something happened to you."

That gentle and aggrieved voice is magnetic, elegant and pleasant to the ear. The tenderness mixed under the coldness and indifference is the most touching emotion in the world.

All the tenderness is given to only one person, and you are the only one who enters my heart with the frost, snow and moon.

However, what amazed Song Ya was not his gentleness, but his aggrieved look.

God and heaven can bear witness to this... She has raised her son for so many years, and she never knew that the word "coquettish" could be associated with him.

This is even less likely than Mars hitting the Earth, okay? !

Song Ya looked as if she had been struck by lightning, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses. She looked at her son's gentle eyebrows and eyes. The phoenix eyes that used to be filled with indifference and alienation now reflected a hint of smile, just like the warm sun in winter and the cool breeze in summer, which made people unable to take their eyes away.

She stood up, walked out quietly, and closed the door gently.

Qin Siyu looked up at her and whispered to Shen Nuo on the other end of the phone, "Nothing, my mother was here just now."

Shen Nuo paused for a moment: "Then why are you still complaining and acting like a spoiled child to me?"

Qin Siyu curled her lips lightly: "No?"

Shen Nuo: “………”Okay, as long as you are happy.

As long as you don't feel ashamed.

Young Master Qin is absolutely not ashamed. He wants to announce to the whole world that Shen Nuo is his and he also belongs to Shen Nuo.

Hearing that she didn't say anything, he chuckled: "Are you angry?"

Shen Nuo was helpless: "Why should I be angry?"

"As long as you're not angry."

"........."

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Outside the door, Song Ya almost bumped into Qin Yang who had just come in as she walked out.

Qin Yang took a step back in time: "Sister-in-law."

Song Ya was stunned for a moment, then a little surprised: "Ayang? Why are you here? Aren't you very busy recently?"

Yan Zhenyao suddenly announced his resignation from the presidency, and the presidency was temporarily taken over by Qin Yang, so many things fell on Qin Yang's shoulders.

Recently, Qin Yang joined forces with important government officials from all parties in China to hold a meeting to vote on Yan Zhenyao's withdrawal.

If the congress unanimously approves Yan Zhenyao's withdrawal, the president will need to be re-elected.

If it is not passed, given that Yan Zhenyao is still in a sensitive period of investigation, the Congress will also need to elect an acting president to temporarily take over the presidency.

All in all, Qin Yang has been busy as hell lately.

Song Ya was 100% sure that Qin Yang had no idea about the position of president. She intuitively felt that Yan Zhenyao and Qin Yang were playing a big game, which might be related to the recent chaos in China.

Since it was a matter of state secrets, she couldn't ask and didn't want to ask, but it was still necessary for her to care about her brother-in-law.

In fact, this brother-in-law was raised by her, so she can be considered as half his mother.

Qin Yang stood in front of Song Ya: "No matter how busy you are, you still have time to see your nephew. Is Xiaoyu ready?"

Song Ya said she didn't understand their busy people's sense of time: "I'm awake, but I advise you not to go in now."

Qin Yang was slightly surprised: "What's wrong?"

After a pause, he seemed to suddenly think of something and asked, "Is Shen Nuo in there?"

Song Ya was a little amused: "No, but why are you so gossipy? He is your nephew."

Qin Yang smiled and leaned lazily against the wall. "I can't help it. Xiaoyu is a gossiper. He has no rules for doing things and always does things according to his own temper. Even the gods can't do anything about the decisions he makes. If I don't gossip a little, I'll be sorry for the shock I've suffered recently."

People who seem to do things without a plan are actually the most difficult to deal with, because you never know what they are going to do next.

What seems to be a non-starter or an end to a matter is actually a plan that has already been set up, just waiting for the prey to take the bait, and even how to deal with the prey has been considered.

The most terrifying thing about Qin Siyu is that he has a mind as precise as a machine and a meticulous thought that is flawless.

Qin Yang had been fighting with him in the past few years, winning and losing sometimes, but no matter whether he won or lost, he could not be happy.

Because his little nephew will stab his opponent even if he loses, making your win feel frustrating.

It seems like I won, but it also seems like I lost. In short, it’s a real headache.

Now that I think about it, his only flaw is Shen Nuo.

In the past two years, his style of doing things has become increasingly difficult to understand, but there is a hint of humanity in him, which makes people feel more comfortable when watching him.

Song Ya looked at her brother-in-law who was elegant but also had a ruffian air, and shook her head helplessly: "How dare you talk about him? You're such a grown-up now, when will you settle down?"

Qin Yang raised his eyebrows: "Sister-in-law, is my brother bothering you again?"

Otherwise, why would you suddenly care about his lifelong affairs?

"Not really," Song Ya shook her head, "but you're not young anymore, and staying single is not a good idea. After all, I watched you grow up, and you're not much older than Xiaoyu, so it's time to consider your personal issues."

Qin Yang was very respectful to Song Ya: “Well, let’s talk about it when we have time.”

Song Ya glared at him: "You are just perfunctory to me."

Qin Yang smiled helplessly: "Sister-in-law, it's fine if my brother is the only one urging me, but why are you pushing me so hard? How can I go home in the future?"

Song Ya was embarrassed: "I'm not forcing you, but I'll consider it if there's a suitable one."

A cold and unruly figure flashed through Qin Yang's mind, and he smiled: "Yeah, I know."

Song Ya stopped there and didn't say anything more: "Xiao Yu is on the phone with Xiao Nuo, I'm afraid it won't be over for a while. If you are busy, go back first, I'm here with you, nothing will happen."

Qin Yang shook his head: "Sister-in-law, you go back first. I'll stay here."

After a pause, he said, "There are some things I need to discuss with Xiaoyu."

It looked like business.

Song Ya also has investments of her own, but she is the type of person who doesn't care about others' business. She is completely different from theirs, whose official business could affect people's livelihood at best and destabilize the foundation of the country at worst.

She has been married into the Qin family for many years. Even if she no longer cares about it, she knows how large the Qin family's roots are. The inheritance of the family is not just talk.

It is impossible for others to predict how huge the Qin family's system is.

Song Ya nodded: "Then I will go back first, and let's not chat too late. Xiaoyu's body still needs to rest, so let go of some things first. And you too, don't be so tense, learn to enjoy life appropriately."

Qin Yang listened carefully and said, "I will, sister-in-law."

Song Ya didn't say anything else: "Then I'll go back, you tell Xiaoyu later."

"Ah."

After Song Ya left, Qin Yang leaned against the wall carelessly for a long time. Nearly half an hour later, he raised his hand and looked at his watch.

It's almost nine o'clock.

He put down his hand, stood up straight, walked to the door, raised his hand and knocked casually, then opened the door.

Qin Siyu just put down her phone and glanced at him: "I didn't say you could come in, uncle."

Qin Yang pulled out a chair and sat beside the bed, humming softly: "Is it not okay for me to come here uninvited?"

Qin Siyu didn't say anything: "What do you want from me?"

Qin Yang raised his eyebrows: "I am your uncle, can't I just come to visit my poor nephew who escaped death? Do I have to have something to come to you?"

Qin Siyu had a look on his face that said "don't disgust me" and said indifferently: "Just say it to yourself, don't deceive yourself. No one comes to visit you for no reason, uncle, don't pretend to be a good uncle in front of me."

"What do you mean by pretending?" Qin Yang said disapprovingly, "I am the best uncle in the world."

Qin Siyu tilted her head to look at him: "The best in the world, so good that you can cheat your nephew out of billions without blinking an eye?"

Qin Yang sighed softly: "I knew you still hold a grudge about this. Even brothers should settle accounts clearly. Let's put this aside."

Qin Siyu couldn't deny it.

Qin Yang coughed and said, "But I really have something to ask you."

Qin Siyu was not surprised at all, and even said slowly: "Uncle, do you remember what you said a minute ago?"

"Just to see your nephew?"

"Ah!"

The last laugh made Qin Yang feel a little embarrassed, but he was thick-skinned and didn't know what shame was.

He was even very calm and raised his eyebrows slightly: "This is not a conflict."

It was obvious that Qin Siyu understood him and did not continue the topic with him.

"If you want to ask about Yan Jiao's escape from the country, yes, I helped her escape."

Qin Yang had expected this, so he was not surprised at this moment. He just didn't understand one thing: "Why? I thought you hated her."

"Hate?" Qin Siyu had a strange expression: "Uncle, does she deserve it?"

To him, Yan Jiao was just an insignificant person.

If there was anything special, it was that she repeatedly challenged his bottom line and attacked Shen Nuo.

Shen Nuo always wants to use the law to solve problems, but sometimes the law cannot give her a fair hearing.

He respected her way of doing things and accepted all the decisions she made.

But sometimes, he couldn't control himself.

To him, Yan Jiao's death was not a pity. What he wanted was to make her live a life worse than death.

Yan Jiao's abilities were simply not enough to escape China's meticulous capture.

But he could help her.

Why help her?

Naturally, it made her realize what it meant to be unable to live or die.

If she had not escaped from China, given the nature of those senior Chinese politicians, they would probably have executed her secretly and announced her death in a bland manner.

She died with her reputation intact.

How can this work?

Not only does he want her to die, he also wants her to be disgraced and despised by thousands of people!

She dared to touch the person whom he could never pamper enough!

This is the price!

The man on the bed still had a pale face, his temperament was cold and elegant, and his expression was a little nonchalant, as if he was an independent and arrogant young master, pure and untainted by dust, and harmless to humans and animals.

But it's all an illusion.

Beneath this beautiful appearance, there is a bloodthirsty and cruel soul, just like a hungry wolf or a ferocious tiger.

The cold bloodthirstiness is like the infinite murderous intent spreading over the snow and frost in winter.

Beautiful, cruel.

Breathtakingly beautiful.

Danger of freezing cold.

Qin Yang has never looked down on this nephew who is only nine years younger than him.

His nephew had an IQ that was so high that it made people feel uncomfortable, and this was already evident when he was three years old.

Everyone in the Qin family is smart, but few are as smart as Qin Siyu.

Qin Yang has never been able to see through his nephew, even today.

However, beneath that cold indifference, he now could see some clues.

"Do you really like her that much?"

They both knew who this "she" was referring to.

Qin Siyu didn't say anything, but her expression softened involuntarily.

Qin Yang understood: "You created so much chaos for her, does she know?"

Nowadays, the Chinese political circle is in a state of unrest. Without Qin Siyu's suppression, there are many more traces of drug lords' activities on the border.

It was hard for him to imagine that this was just for a woman.

He admitted that Shen Nuo was an attractive woman.

But he felt it was a little ridiculous that he had come to this point for a woman.

His nephew had always been calm and composed, but now he began to doubt his own perceptions.

Is this really his nephew?

Qin Yang narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, looking at the cold and indifferent handsome face on the hospital bed. The delicate and beautiful face carried a sense of alienation and indifference in the bones, and the phoenix eyes unique to the Qin family were dark and ups and downs that were impossible to see through.

Water flows under the glacier and white snow on the snow-capped mountains.

It is indeed still the original Qin Siyu.

But it is not the same Qin Siyu as before.

"She doesn't need to know."

"Don't you need to know, or are you simply afraid to let her know?" Qin Yang sneered: "Qin Xiaoyu, you are a coward."

Qin Siyu's expression remained unchanged: "Uncle, you came to me specially just to tell me this?"

"Of course not," Qin Yang snorted coldly, "Do I look like someone who has so much free time?"

Qin Siyu nodded: "Very similar."

Qin Yang was choked, rolled his eyes at him, and said unhappily: "Okay, don't be angry with me. I'm afraid I can't help but do something to a patient. Don't force me to do such a cruel thing. It will ruin my perfect image."

Qin Siyu was a little speechless.

Qin Yang didn't care what he thought: "Let's talk business. You let Yan Jiao go, and you must know where she is now. I don't care what you want to do, but Xiaoyu, the country has its own system and laws, and you can't do whatever you want. Yan Jiao is a traitor wanted by China worldwide, and she will definitely end up in a bad way. Don't dirty your hands, let the country handle it."

Qin Siyu didn't comment: "Uncle, have you ever heard of an idiom?"

"what?"

"You're walking into a trap."