With the current situation, what qualifications do he have to negotiate with Lu Jingchi?

He looked down at the dying spoon in his arms, his fingers kept tightening, and his expression kept struggling.

After more than ten seconds, Feng Qin closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He said to Lu Jingchi as if he had tried his best:

"I beg you to let Xiaoshao go to the hospital."

"I beg for someone, this is not what I ask for. Master Feng, hasn't anyone taught you?"

Feng Qin's face was stunned. He widened his eyes and stared at Lu Jingchi.

Lu Jingchi tilted his head, and there was always a curve of smile on his lips, which was the greatest degree of contempt and disdain for him.

Feng Qin's actions are like a three-year-old child playing house, like a clown jumping.

The spoon in Feng Qin's arms was shaking, and the hand holding him became colder and colder.

Can't delay any more.

With Feng Qin's current strength and situation, he really couldn't beat Lu Jingchi, and he didn't even have room to resist.

Xiaoshao was so hurt for him, how could he ignore Xiaoshao? Compared to Xiaoshao's life, his dignity is worth it.

Even if Lu Jingchi takes his life, he has to give it to him.

He can't be sorry for Xiaoshao...

Feng Qin's forehead bulged with blue veins, he lowered his head, clenched his fingers and loosened it.

After a long time, he endured the humiliation, gently put down the spoon, straightened his body, and knelt down towards Lu Jingchi.

Seeing this, Jiang Lan's pupils suddenly shrank.

It has been twenty-five years, and this is the first time Feng Qin has kneeled down.

Feng Qin did not kneel down when facing his father, but for the sake of the little spoon, he knelt down.

This kneeling cruelly broke his pride and pride for twenty-five years.

Lu Jingchi asked him to show his most humble and humble side in front of Jiang Lan. In the future, he would be completely unable to raise his head in front of Jiang Lan.

"Lu Jingchi, I beg you to let Xiaoshao go to the hospital."

Lu Jingchi lowered his eyes and looked at the boy under his feet. He chuckled, "I think Young Master Feng is very backbone."

Feng Qin gritted his teeth and clenched his fingers on both sides, clenching his fingers.

Faced with Lu Jingchi's humiliation, he said nothing.

After a while, he raised his head and stared at Lu Jingchi, "Now, is it OK?"

"Who said, if you beg me, I must promise you?"

Feng Qin was stunned for a moment, then he climbed up his eyes angrily, and he suddenly stood up, "You fool me!"

He wanted to rush up and fight Lu Jingchi to the death, but was held down by the two bodyguards behind him.

Feng Qin was pressed to the ground, his cheek against the cold floor could not move. He struggled like a while on the ground, roaring at Lu Jingchi.

"Lu Jingchi, you crazy! You must die a good death!"

"If Xiaoshao had something, I wouldn't let you go even if I was a ghost!"

"You are really ridiculous. You can't bear to let go after divorce. You can't bear to see others' happiness, right? Have you ever experienced what happiness is for a person like you?"

"Just based on what you do now, you are destined to not be able to understand it in your life. You are a cold-blooded and ruthless devil, you will definitely go to hell! You will never be able to be happy in your life!"

"Lu Jingchi..."
Chapter completed!