In the end, everything becomes empty.

But what's the use of regret?

There is no regret medicine in this world.

If she doesn't come back, she can still live without worries about food and clothing in a small European country until the day of old age and death.

Qi Jiaming seemed to understand what was in her eyes and shook his head with pity:

"Do you regret it? No, you don't understand. As an ant, you don't even have the qualification to regret it."

Then he smiled in a daze and said tragically:

"In the eyes of others, am I... an ant?"

He slowly closed his eyes and began to slowly exert force on his hands.

Lin Wenlan struggled desperately, but Qi Jiaming's hand was as strong as steel.

After a long time, Qi Jiaming opened his eyes, looked at the dead Lin Wenlan, and said sarcastically:

"Su Mu, I will look at you."

At this moment, a chill suddenly appeared behind Qi Jiaming's neck.

He suddenly turned around.

"Who are you?"

A short middle-aged man in black smiled mysteriously at him and said in extremely stiff Chinese:

"Qi Family Mingjun, you don't have to go back."

Qi Jiaming's face changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth and almost roared:

"You sent by the Zhou family to kill me?"

The other party's expression of admiration:

"It's true that Mr. Zhi is now. It's time to keep such a clear mind. I admire him."

Qi Jiaming's seven orifices were smoked, and he smiled coldly, and his teeth were chewing:

"I am the heir of the Qi family. Do you dare to kill me? Are you not afraid of the Qi family's revenge?"

The other party walked to Qi Jiaming and sighed and said:

"It was Mo Zongheng's man who killed you, Qi Sang, are you so stupid again all of a sudden?"

Qi Jiaming's pupils suddenly shrank, and he suddenly understood everything.

yes.

He shouldn't have appeared in Dongyang.

From the moment he left the imperial capital.

He is just a dead person.
Chapter completed!