Chapter 625 (1/2)

Although the Qin family is a big family and a big business, it is inherited that none of the descendants can afford the family business. The old man of Qin is old enough to be in charge of power alone. Many things have been done with more than enough effort. The loose management of family business has long been full of mistakes and omissions. Without Qin Zhan's evidence, he also knows that the whole system is rotten.

That's why he didn't dare to hand over the power of the company to Qin Feng, because he could see clearly that Qin Feng's ability was too ordinary, and he didn't have the courage and ability to support the whole group. Most of the other grandchildren were dandy. Only this exiled grandson, Qin Zhan, was left. When he met for the first time, he knew that he could become a senior official.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

In the final analysis, it was not song ye that made Qin Zhan cold to the Qin family, but from the exclusion of his biological mother by the Qin family and their indifference to him.

The appearance of song Ye was just a fuse, which broke up the relationship between them.

He was old and didn't dare to gamble because he knew that if he lost, he would never be able to make a comeback.

Finally, the Hukou book fell into Qin Zhan's hands. After he achieved his goal, he led song ye and walked out of the gate without returning. He had no attachment to a room of blood relationship.

This battle, they won, and won completely beautiful, but also let the Qin family can no longer turn over.

Then song Ye accompanied Qin Zhan to the small building. In the top room, he got the tablet of Qin Zhan's mother from the cupboard.

”What's missing?” Song ye only glanced at the past from the desk, then frowned and found the problem. Even if it is rare to offer sacrifices to ancestors with wooden tablets, song ye also knows that in a certain era, people kept their ancestors' things carefully, which was out of respect and memory for the dead.

However, the wooden card in Qin Zhan's hand can be seen far away from Song Ye.

”When I was 15, I found it in the utility room on the first floor.” Qin Zhan took a wooden card and explained in a low voice. His tone was not sad or happy. He seemed to be telling a common thing.

Maybe it was too long ago that many emotions had been calmed down. But when he was young, only a 15-year-old bully picked up his mother's tablet in the utility room. So far, he realized that his mother was not worshipped in the ancestral hall, but lying alone in this damp and dark environment. What was Qin Zhan's mood at that time?

If he could be as indifferent as he is now, he would not have joined the army alone at the age of 15. He had never entered the Qin family for ten years.

Song ye went over, one hand over his shoulder, tiptoe will his tall body tightly embrace into the arms, ”take our mother home.”

Take my mom home.

Her voice buried in Qin Zhan's shoulder, stuffy, but the words are very clear, the ups and downs of heavy breathing seems to replace his pain.

There is no extra comfort, she can do is to protect this row of memorial tablets, accompany Qin Zhan to call out a mother.

Feeling the girl's other hand carefully protecting the memorial tablet with him, Qin Zhan couldn't help reaching out and rubbing the tip of her hair, ”it's good to have you.”

Other people don't matter anymore. It's OK to have you here now.

”Well.” Song Ye understood his intention and gave a gentle answer. Then he relaxed his action and lowered his head to the body of the tablet.