The Queen of Rebirth

Chapter 168 The Grand Finale (9)
"I don't want the next life, just this life, the agreed life!"

Song Zhenqian shook his head, the tears at the corners of his eyes grew more and more, and the smile at the corners of his mouth became more and more difficult.

Xin Qiu and He Zijin looked at Fax anxiously. Fax had been checking Song Zhenqian's wound, feeling her breath, with a bad expression on his face, and slowly shook his head.

Qin Yuanxiu felt that the world collapsed in front of him in an instant!
Parting is really just, such a simple moment.

His heart-piercing voice echoed throughout the mountain, one after another, extremely desolate...

2 years later.

Vienna estate.

Inside the huge manor, there are still many vegetation.

It was a huge piece of grass in the manor, and there was a tombstone on that grass.

A 7-year-old boy stood in front of the tombstone, and a tall man stood beside him. Both of them looked at the black and white photo on the tombstone, and both of them remained silent.

"Dad, why do we come here every day?" Song Zijing asked puzzled.

"Because she is an important person in your life." Qin Yuanxiu replied.

"How important is it?"

"Without her, there would be no you!"

"Nonsense, I picked it up from the trash, and it has nothing to do with her!" Song Zijing was extremely excited.

If he hadn't picked it up from the garbage dump, his life wouldn't have been so miserable!

It's really miserable!
"If you have the ability, go to the garbage dump and pick one up for me!" Qin Yuanxiu's face darkened instantly.

Song Zijing shrank her neck in fear and did not speak.

"It's getting late, go back." Qin Yuanxiu ordered.

"Yes." Song Zijing followed behind him respectfully.

He really stumbled into something evil. He yearned for the stars and the moon and wanted a father, and he got his wish to find a tall, mighty, masculine man like Qin Yuanxiu, but he never thought that his hard life would be just From that moment on.

In the past, the old witch tortured him, but now Qin Devil's torture method is even worse than that of the old witch. He must have been picked up from the garbage dump. He has no human rights, no happiness, and no love.

Go into the hall.

Sitting in the hall are He Zijin, Xin Qiu, Fax and a pile of shit.It is not uncommon for this group of men to get together. Anyway, they are all a group of wiveless women who deserve to be single for the rest of their lives.

"Yuanxiu, how many people have you invited for your birthday today?" Xin Qiu looked at the room, it was very deserted.

"We must all be 'dead' people in China, so why be too high-profile."

"My dad only needs my mom to accompany him, and everyone else is just a cloud in his mind." Song Zijing interrupted suddenly, and smiled triumphantly, "Right, dad!"

"Xiao Jing, do you mean that we are all floating clouds?" Wu Xiang asked.

"You piece of shit, don't talk to me!" Song Zijing disliked Wu Xiang very much, adults didn't know why.Even Wu Xiang himself doesn't know what's going on. He doesn't seem to have offended this old man, but he is always careful to please him, and he wonders, he looks so beautiful, how can he look like a piece of shit? !Well, he admitted, Xiang = Shit!
Of course, Song Zijing wouldn't admit it even if he was killed. The reason he didn't like Wu Xiang was just because he didn't mean to hear him say that he once liked old hags. He felt that apart from his father, only shit would like that kind of woman Woman, sure enough, Wu Xiang is a piece of shit, and he lives up to his name.

Qin Yuanxiu glared at Song Zijing, Song Zijing immediately turned into a little white sheep, obediently bowed politely to the people sitting there, "Uncle Wu, all uncles, I'm going upstairs to do my homework."

After an instant change, everyone watched Song Zijing disappear from the living room in dumbfounded.

One thing falls one thing, Song Zijing deserves to be unlucky when he meets such a father.

"Why didn't you see your wife?" Fax asked suddenly.

As soon as the words came out, the others couldn't help laughing lowly.

Recalling what happened back then, Qin Yuanxiu's face immediately turned dark!
At that time, he always thought that Song Zhenqian was going to die, because he was too flustered, and he didn't have the time and energy to check where Song Zhenqian was injured. He just watched Fax shaking his head, and his heart turned cold, so he did it. Out... I don't want to think about it anymore!

And Fax's reason at the time was that he shook his head to mean nothing, who made these people misunderstand what he meant!
Damn, how can a doctor shake his head to indicate a patient's condition? !Damn it, can you just shake your head if you can't save it? !
Anyway, for at least half a year after that, Qin Yuanxiu always had a black face towards Fax, absolutely without any warmth.

"Who is looking for me?" Song Zhenqian came down from the second floor, wearing home clothes, looking lazy.

Everyone looked at Qin Yuanxiu.

"Husband." The voice was numb.

Goosebumps all over the place.

And the man who was called looked at ease.

"I think such a birthday party is still not suitable for us to attend." He Zijin said.

Xin Qiu echoed, "It feels like floating clouds."

"Then we who are floating clouds, let's float out."

Several men, ready to leave.

"Wait." Song Zhenqian stopped in front of them in two or three steps.

Men look at her.

"What about the gift?" Song Zhenqian asked brazenly.

Everyone's face is a little bit uncomfortable.

"You can't be so rude!" Song Zhenqian said exaggeratedly!
Come on, rude person, who the hell is it!

Four big men, you look at me, and I look at you.

1 minutes later.

He Zijin handed her his extremely precious limited-edition watch, and left heartbroken.

Xin Qiu took out a check, wrote several zeros, handed it to her, and left sadly.

Fax took off the big gold ring that looked like an upstart and handed it to her, and left reluctantly.

Wu Xiang fumbled in his pocket from left to right, and kept his chest silent. He couldn't hold back anything, so he ran to Qin Yuanxiu in two or three steps, and said "Happy Birthday!"

Then he ran away without a trace.

After Song Zhenqian scolded Wu Xiang viciously for being a shameless scum, he began to calculate carefully how much the looted things were worth, laughing while doing the calculation, it was a joy.

"Wife." A magnetic male voice suddenly sounded beside her.

Song Zhenqian looked at him, looking at him with malicious intentions.

"Where's your present?"

Song Zhenqian hugged the pile of things, looked at his expectant eyes, and reluctantly handed him the big gold ring.

(End of this chapter)