Chapter 304 If he’s not dead, then it’s not over

In the Sifang Attic, Leng Yunqing looked at the child in front of her in a daze, who was very similar to her son. He was very similar, but she knew that this was not her son.

Even though this face always made her feel like she was looking at her son right in front of her, and he would even look at her with those innocent and longing eyes, she would not be mistaken. Mother and son are connected, and the mother would never mistake her.

Children will not recognize other people's children.

Seeing Leng Yunfang coming in, Leng Yunqing hurried over: "How is the situation?"

Leng Yunfang fell silent and slowly shook his head. Leng Yunqing couldn't help but be angry: "Why is there no news at all? Is there something missing?"

Leng Yunfang remained silent, and Leng Yunqing grabbed his hand: "Brother, I can't wait any longer. How about you go see her? How about you go see her and beg her to return the child to me? I won't do anything."

No matter what, I just want the child."

Leng Yunfang sighed: "Yunqing, have you ever thought that maybe the child is really gone, and that person just heard wrong..."

"No, absolutely not!" Leng Yunqing categorically rejected: "My Chen'er must still be alive. I can feel it. He must be waiting for me somewhere."

Leng Yunfang thought she was crazy because of the child's death. Zhao Qin wanted to catch her and use her, but he couldn't bring her back.

"Brother, go see Ye Wanwan, I beg you." Leng Yunqing knelt in front of Leng Yunfang with her knees straight, her eyes full of pleading, and her love for her son was so heartfelt. She wanted to find her child so much.

"Brother, I beg you, please help me and save Chen'er, okay... You are Uncle Chen'er, you watched him grow up with your own eyes..."

Leng Yunfang didn't think the child was still alive, but no matter how much he denied it, Leng Yunqing must still think that the child was still alive, and it must still be in Ye Wanwan's hands.

"Yunqing, Ye Wanwan hates you so much, why would she keep your child?" He still tried to make her wake up, but Leng Yunqing had already confirmed the matter, and nothing he said was of any use.

"She hates me, so she wants to separate our mother and son. This is all her conspiracy."

There is simply no cure.

"Okay, I'll take you to see her." She couldn't shed tears until she saw the coffin, which made her give up completely.

"Where are you two going?" Zhao Qin was pushed over and looked at the two of them with a harmless expression.

"Brother Zhao..." Leng Yunqing opened her mouth to say, but Leng Yunfang blocked her behind and interrupted her: "Qing'er feels a little bored here, I want to take her out for a walk.

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Leng Yunqing asked anxiously: "Brother Zhao, do you have any news about my son?"

Zhao Qin shook his head, regretting: "Not yet."

Leng Yunqing was very disappointed: "Then there is no other way. I can only find Ye Wanwan. No matter what, I must find my Chen'er."

Zhao Qin raised his eyebrows: "I'm afraid she won't see you."

Leng Yunqing's eyes were firm: "I must see her."

Leng Yun couldn't hold Leng Yunqing back even if he tried. Fortunately, Zhao Qin didn't stop them and actually let them leave.

Yin Feng walked out from behind, wearing an eyepatch to cover his eyes, and half of his face was covered with scars. These were all injuries caused when he was trying to save Zhao Qin. He walked to the side of Zhao Qin's wheelchair: "Master

, just let him go like that? You’re not..."

Zhao Qin turned his eyes and looked at the child hiding behind the pillar: "Isn't there him? Let's make trouble. The bigger they make trouble, the more interesting things will be."

Yin Feng didn't understand: "Master, why are we so anxious to come back?"

What happened last time, he almost became a cripple. Zhao Qin even escaped through the gate of hell. He finally escaped with his life, and his power was cut to pieces by Yan Chen. He should have been recharging his energy.

, but Zhao Qin just wanted to go back to Beijing.

Whether you want to seize the throne or the title of King Jin, you have to take good care of yourself and at least stand up first.

"Now that we are single and weak, how can we be Yan Chen's opponent?"

Zhao Qin shook his head: "You are wrong, now is the best time."

A conspirator never needs too much power, but turns other people's power into chess pieces and becomes the one who holds the chess.

The game between him and Yan Chen was not over until he died. Now is the time to decide the outcome.
Chapter completed!