Fu Yingying took a sip of the red wine in the glass, and a look of surprise appeared between her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, "When did Qin Zong feel this good mood?"

"Suddenly I want to observe the starry sky?"

She couldn't help but turn her head strangely and look at Lian Feng.

Lian Feng scratched his head and a irritable aura appeared between his eyebrows, "This... I don't know how to tell you."

"After and foremost, just help me."

After all, he is a layman and is not proficient in this thing.

Fu Yingying smiled and seized the opportunity to prepare for prying the corner of the wall. "This is simple. But you have to tell me the whereabouts of Yan Tao. Where has he been?"

Fu Yingying also found it strange.

In the past, Qin Zong and that young man were almost inseparable.

Yan Tao must be seen within one meter of where Qin Zong appeared.

But in recent days, she has never seen Yan Tao after being sent back.

Although he had also asked, Yan Tao did not return to Huaqing to go to school.

I didn't go home to live.

Then this is more strange.

There is nothing, did it disappear out of thin air?

Lian Feng shook his head slightly, and met Fu Yingying's curious eyes, "I can't say it."

"Hey, we are good guys. Tell me secretly, no one else will know."

In the past, they also shared some of the rumors.

However, Lian Feng shook his head seriously and said in a quiet tone, "No, I signed a confidentiality agreement. If the treaty is violated, I will go to the military court."

Fu Yingying was slightly stunned for a moment, subconsciously raised her eyes and looked at Lian Feng, her eyes full of surprise and surprise, "Disclosure agreement?"

Undisclosure agreements are used for very serious matters.

She just wanted to know Yan Tao's whereabouts, but could she still involve this thing?

Lian Feng nodded solemnly, "So Miss Fu, you should not ask questions or check them yourself."

Although Fu Yingying has a prominent family background, she is not the next heir to the Fu family.

Knowing too much is not a good thing for her.

Fu Yingying's simple white fingers fumbled her chin, and a thoughtful look appeared in her eyes. She raised her eyebrows gently, and her tone was light.

"Oh, I'm even more curious after hearing what you said."

Connection...

The protagonist of the banquet left.

When the people attending the banquet saw that there was no good show to watch again, they also resigned in groups of three or three.

Mrs. Qin sat on the sand, holding her chin with her fingers, looking at the empty banquet hall, feeling quite depressed.

Qin Zheng saw off the person attending the banquet and ordered the housekeeper to clean up before turning around and walking towards Mrs. Qin.

He sighed softly, sat next to Mrs. Qin, and spoke slowly, "Die'er, do you still remember the basement that our son often went to when he was a child?"

Mrs. Qin raised her eyebrows in a little surprised. If Qin Zheng didn't say it, he would have forgotten this.

When Qin Zong was first born, he had congenital deficiencies, grew up very slowly, thin and small.

In addition, when I lived in the military compound, a group of children gathered together to play.

Every time they see Qin Zong, Qin Zong, the child, sits silently by himself.

Nor with kids of the same age.

Later, Qin Zheng had no choice but to take Qin Zong to the old house for a permanent residence, hoping that Mr. Qin could change his personality.

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Chapter completed!