who can plead for me

Qi Zhen blocked the strong headlights with his hands, and the door opened. Zong Chengying got out of the car and looked at Qi Zhen.Qi Zhen stepped aside and didn't face the front of the car, only then did he see Zong Chengying.Qi Zhen was a little flustered.But before he recovered, Zong Chengying had already come in front of him, Qi Zhen was a little nervous, Qi Zhen had a habit of constantly rubbing his hands when he was nervous.Zong Chengying frowned and looked at this son who was much shorter than himself. He was already over 1.8 meters tall when he was Qi Zhen's age, but Qi Zhen's appearance was no more than 1.7 meters five.

"What are you doing here?" The cold voice, I don't know where it stimulated Qi Zhen, Qi Zhen suddenly raised his head and looked at Zong Chengying provocatively: "Do you believe me when I said I walked here?"

Zong Chengying frowned deeper and did not speak.At this moment, the gate had already opened, Zong Chengying got into the car, and didn't look at Qi Zhen any more, watching the car slowly drive into the Zong's house, the light on Qi Zhen's face was slowly swallowed up by the darkness, just now his own Behavior is really stupid.

The door closed slowly, Qi Zhen snorted coldly, turned around to leave, but heard someone calling him, Qi Zhen turned back to Zhang Zhenguo, it was hard for him to run like this even at his age.The door was slowly opened again, Zhang Zhenguo said to Qi Zhen: "The master said, Young Master Qi, you should sleep in the old house today."

Qi Zhen squinted his eyes and looked at the disappearing car in the distance, and said lightly, "Has Yue Fan returned to the United States?"

Looking at Zhang Zhenguo's eyes, Qi Zhen knew that he guessed right, when Zong Chengying was so kind.

Qi Zhen entered the old house, and the housekeeper took him to the room where Qi Zhen lived, the same room he lived in when he was brought back.Qi Zhen seldom stayed overnight at Zong's house in recent years, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar room, Qi Zhen felt a little uncomfortable.The old butler took Qi Zhen to the door and left. Qi Zhen slowly entered the room and closed the door.Walking to the front of the desk, he opened the drawer, and sure enough, all his things were gone, and it was a mess.Sure enough, this room has become a guest room.The rooms of Zong Chengying and Zong Yuefan are both on the third floor, and he can only live on the second floor forever. He is not a member of the Zong family, so what if he is bleeding from the Zong family, he can't even compare to an old butler of the Zong family, Qi Zhen already understood.Zong Chengying, even if you intend to take pity on me, do you want to take pity on me so heartbreakingly?Qi Zhen sneered, since you let me live, then I will live, how can I live up to your kindness on the spur of the moment.

Qi Zhen didn't sleep, lying on this bed Qi Zhen shivered from the cold, the night in early spring was still very cold, the heating was strong but Qi Zhen was still cold.Looking at the time at two o'clock in the morning, Qi Zhen chose to wake up because he couldn't fall asleep.He got dressed and opened the door. He hadn't eaten all day and his stomach hurt badly. No one here would prepare stomach medicine for him. Qi Zhen knew very well that he wanted to look for it by himself, but it really couldn't. Just ask the housekeeper for some.The Zong family would never refuse to give him even this medicine.The hallway of Zong's house was covered with thick carpet, Qi Zhen walked on the carpet with bare feet, the feeling of fur seemed to relieve some of his pain.

When he got to the stairs, Qi Zhen vaguely saw some bright light in the study on the third floor, Zong Chengying is still up so late?

Qi Zhen raised his foot, and I don't know what kind of courage drove him. Qi Zhen raised his leg and walked to the third floor. Qi Zhen walked slowly to the door of the study. He has been here many times and was either beaten or beaten. Scolding, Qi Zhen can only describe this place as abhorrent, there is a light in the crack of the door, Qi Zhen gets closer, and hears faint voices inside.

"Master, Gu Zhun's matter has been dealt with. I will find time to clarify with Young Master Qi." It was Zhang Zhenguo's voice.

Inside is the sound of the pendulum of an old-fashioned wall clock, accompanied by Zong Chengying's voice: "Although I don't admit that he is a member of the clan, but the blood shed on him is the blood of the clan after all, and his identity cannot be known by others. Even this little self-knowledge If you don’t have that, you can only let me come, today you took him in on your own initiative, Zhen Guo, did you ask me what I meant?”

There was no emotion in Zong Chengying's tone, Zhang Zhenguo coughed: "It's too late, it's not good for Young Master Qi to go back alone. Master, after all, he is your biological son, can't you leave some room for it?"

Qi Zhen stood at the door blankly, he couldn't even feel the stomach pain, he wondered how Zong Chengying was so kind to let him in, it turned out that Zhang Zhenguo was a good person in vain.

"It's not up to you whether to leave room or not. Send people away early tomorrow."

Zong Chengying's cold words made Qi Zhen at the door bite his lip.He pushed open the door of the study room. The bright light in the room made Qi Zhen unable to open his eyes, but he rushed to Zong Chengying and shouted: "Since you hate me so much, why did you pick me up at that time? Why? Don't just kill me!"

Zhang Zhenguo looked at Qi Zhen who rushed in suddenly, his eyes were full of astonishment, Zong Chengying's face was very ugly, no one dared to talk to him like that.But only Qi Zhen, every time we meet, especially in recent years, every time Qi Zhen sees himself is like a firecracker that has been ignited without stopping at all.

"Who let you in!" Zong Chengying's voice was like a knife, with no emotion and some disgust.

Qi Zhen looked at Zong Chengying, his eyes were red and sour, but he just couldn't shed tears.

"At that time, Yue Fan got sick. If it wasn't for making you come back to get rid of Yue Fan's sickness, I wouldn't bring you back at all!"

Zong Chengying's words were so ruthless that even Zhang Zhenguo, who was standing aside, couldn't listen anymore. He knew that although Qi Zhen was not forgiving in his mouth, he still respected Zong Chengying as his father in his heart.Qi Zhen just looked straight at Zong Chengying, then turned around abruptly and left the door.Qi Zhen did not realize that he was not wearing shoes until he walked out of the Zongzhai. After walking for more than an hour, his feet were already numb from the cold. Qi Zhen stopped a taxi. The driver did not dare to let him see Qi Zhen in this state at first. Get in the car, the driver didn't open the door until Qi Zhen took out a handful of money.

Qi Zhen looked at the sky that had begun to show the dawn, his stomach pain was already numb, Qi Zhen's face was very bad, the driver looked at it but couldn't help but asked if he should take him to the hospital, Qi Zhen was silent, the driver begged for a He was bored, didn't talk anymore, sent Qi Zhen home, and drove away quickly.Qi Zhen looked at his skin and bleeding feet for a long time until the phone in his pocket rang, it was Zhou Xing.Qi Zhen picked it up, Zhou Xing's tone was very relaxed, he asked Qi Zhen if he had called too early, if he was still sleeping, Qi Zhen was silent and did not speak, Zhou Xing said for a while and felt that Something is wrong, "Qi Zhen, what's wrong with you?"

Qi Zhen opened his mouth but found that he couldn't speak. Zhou Xing was really scared, and his voice was a little wrong: "Qi Zhen, what's wrong with you, speak quickly, don't scare me!"

It took a long time for Qi Zhen's trembling voice to reach Zhou Xing's ears: "Zhou Xing, I'm in pain!"

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