Chapter 1275
"Can I go in?"

Tang Ru wasn't sure if Zhan Qianyan would believe his confession, and looked up at him uneasily.

"Go in. But you can only watch today, don't do anything. I will find an opportunity to let the hospital announce his sudden death in two days.

When I make arrangements, you can do whatever you want with him. "

Zhan Qianyan's indifferent tone didn't seem to be talking about a person, but more like a thing.

This can be regarded as Wang Zhi's retribution.

He regards human life as worthless, and uses countless fresh lives to conduct inhumane experiments.

In the end, he is nothing more than an item in exchange.

Tang Ru watched Zhan Qianyan open the last door, stared at his hands without blinking, watched the extremely tight lock click between his slender fingers, and opened in response.

She just felt like her legs were filled with lead.

He felt that his brother must be watching somewhere, watching how she tortured the person who killed their brother and sister's life so much that his life was worse than death.

Seeing how she made him regret his past, she asked him to go down and apologize to his brother.

Tang Ru's back disappeared at the door, and Zhan Qianyan closed the door again.

Turning back to meet Ling Qi's gaze, his eyes dimmed, he walked to a stone table in the yard and sat down.

Ling Qi tilted his head and looked at him thoughtfully, a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes.

Suppressing a smile, he passed with a trace of hesitation on his small face, "Actually, I brought you a gift, but I wasn't sure if you would like it, so I didn't dare to give it to you."

After all, since the last time the two talked about it, the relationship has been rather awkward.

If she gave him a gift, it would inevitably be another embarrassment.

"If you don't give it, how do you know I don't like it?"

Zhan Qianyan's expression softened a little, but he pretended not to care.

Seeing him like this, Ling Qi was sure that he had guessed right, and took out a pen from his pocket and handed it over.

"This is it?"

"Well, I don't know what you're missing. I'm afraid you won't like it if you buy it. I just passed by a gift shop and saw this pen and thought you might like it, so I bought it."

In fact, I don't know what to buy.

Searching online is unreliable, rings, necklaces, scarves and belts are too ambiguous.

Since the two talked about it last time, the relationship has been rather awkward.

She wanted to give those things away, but she was afraid of causing unnecessary misunderstandings.

"Since I bought it, why did you say no before?"

Zhan Qianyan glanced at the pen in her finger.

The black pen, with a touch of deep blue, looked simple and elegant between her fair fingers, which made him inexplicably feel that it was the most beautiful pen he had ever seen.

But he didn't reach out to take it, but his deep eyes became darker, seeming displeased.

Ling Qi was stunned for a moment, not happy without presents, nor happy with presents.

But he still said, "I didn't say I didn't bring it for you."

It is your own understanding.

Ling Qi didn't dare to say this sentence, lest his young master lose his temper again.

Although what she said at the time did mean the same as bringing him a gift.

Zhan Qianyan squinted his eyes, obviously knowing that there was some cheating in her words.

But he didn't care about it, he just slightly hooked his lips, and raised his hand to take the pen from her fingers, "It just so happens that my pen is not easy to use."

It looks like I reluctantly accepted it because I saw that you bought it well.

It's just that warm look on his face showed that he was in a good mood.

The pen was firmly held in his palm, as if he couldn't put it down.

It was rare to see him in such an awkward look, Ling Qi inexplicably felt a little cute, and a touch of warmth appeared in his watery eyes, and he felt that his mood was much lighter.

(End of this chapter)

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