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Feeling a breath approaching, Qi Weiran reluctantly let go of the little thing in his arms, "Your mommy called you, go back first, don't come here again, it's dangerous."
"Xue'er doesn't dare to go back by herself, daddy will send me away!" Xue'er acted coquettishly in Qi Weiran's arms.
Qi Weiran, who had not smiled for a long time, finally smiled lightly and poked Xueer's forehead with his finger, "Who doesn't know that you are the best at escaping? You can come in, but you can't get out?"
"Xue'er, why are you afraid! Xue'er wants daddy to give it to her!"
¡°You¡¯re making a fool of yourself, go back quickly!¡±
Qi Weiran suddenly became stern, which made Xueer tremble with fear. The look of daddy's anger was really terrifying. The ghost energy that he had suppressed leaked out of his body and wrapped around him, as if an evil spirit was coming.
Xueer curled her lips in grievance and looked at Qi Weiran expectantly with misty eyes, but he turned his face away.
"Xue'er doesn't like daddy anymore!" Xue'er snorted, turning into a puff of arrogance and getting out of the crack of the window.
As soon as he left, Qi Weiran's door was knocked. Of course he knew who it was, so he didn't get up to open the door. The person didn't knock, and just opened the door and came in.
Zong Lian glanced at the cigarettes remaining in the air, pretended not to see them, and said directly, "The political commissar invites you to come over."
"knew."
After Qi Weiran finished speaking, his figure completely disappeared into the darkness.
Zong Lian shrugged helplessly. Qi Weiran probably thought that he was behind the scenes, and his attitude towards his friend changed drastically. It would be fine after tonight, and Qi Weiran would know that everything he did was for him.
When Qi Weiran reappeared, he was already standing at the door of Qi Tianhong. Wearing a black suit, he had his hands in his pockets, his head lowered and thinking like a model posing for a photo. The black ghostly aura around him could be seen without modification. Create the popular Gothic effect.
Opening the door and walking in, there was an old man with gray hair half sitting on the hospital bed. Although he was a little weak due to illness, the majesty in his kind eyes made Qi Weiran unconsciously restrain his arrogance.
"Father, you are looking for me."
"sit."
Qi Weiran sat on the chair beside the bed and looked at Qi Tianhong.
People who are about to die can see ghosts. Mu Lin was frightened when he saw him, but his father was not surprised when he saw him for the first time. Even if Zong Lian informed him in advance, his father would be too calm.
After a quick meeting in front of the hospital bed, his father talked to him for the first time. The mystery in his heart seemed to be solved tonight.
Qi Tianhong closed the book and turned his head to look at his son, whom he was once proud of. Although Weiran and Mulin were twins, he always loved Weiran more and was even prepared to let him take over his position. Unexpectedly, God actually took away his beloved son.
Qi Tianhong has been in the political arena for many years and has never admitted defeat. Now even if his opponent is the Lord of Hell, he will take his son back from the Lord of Hell!
"Today, Dr. Zhang issued a critical illness notice to Mu Lin and asked us to prepare for the funeral."
After saying this, Qi Tianhong paused. Qi Mulin was his son after all. He had dominated the officialdom for decades, and twice he was given the gift of a man with white hair and a man with black hair. Today, he is seriously ill in bed and has no wife. How can he do that? Not sad.
Qi Weiran just listened quietly. Dr. Zhang was an expert specially invited from the United States. Even he was helpless. There must be no other way.
A doctor once said that Mu Lin would not survive until the age of eighteen, but now that he has been postponed to twenty-seven, it is already a miracle.
"Father, please express my condolences."
Apart from comforting his father, Qi Weiran didn¡¯t know what to say. Maybe this was the fate of the Qi family.
"Congratulations?" Qi Tianhong suddenly raised his voice and looked at Qi Weiran with a solemn face, "Our Qi family must not have no heirs!"
Qi Tianhong has been making plans since the day Qi Weiran died, and today is the time to tell him.
"Zong Lian has a way to help you resurrect. I want you to live as Mu Lin and take over my position in the future."
"What?"
Qi Weiran looked at his father in disbelief. Who in the officialdom is not scheming? Qi Weiran never expected that his father would plot against his own son, so he just let it go, but Mu Lin
Mu Lin has been living in the hospital almost since he was in middle school. The intensive care unit is isolated from the outside world. Although he is already twenty-seven, his mind is still that of a teenager, and his heart is pure and without any impurities.
Not to mention that he was still alive, even if Mu Lin passed away, he would not be able to agree to such a ridiculous arrangement.
&As if he was scared, he punched Qi Weiran without hesitation, and with his magic power, he directly knocked Qi Weiran back several meters.
After straightening out the wrinkled clothes, Zong Lianyang was about to say something, but Qi Weiran had already pounced on him.
There was no way, he couldn't take out his anger on his father and brother who were in the hospital bed. Qi Weiran turned all his anger on Zong Lian, and the two started fighting in the room. Fortunately, Zong Lian's cultivation level was extremely high, and Qi Weiran couldn't fight no matter how fierce he was. Hurt him fundamentally.
This fight was so shocking that the evil spirits who were waiting outside the formation fled one after another. In the end, evil prevailed over good, and Zong Lian beat Qi Weiran to the ground.
Zong Lian threw himself on Qi Weiran, grabbing his collar and preparing to punch him again, only to realize that he had shed tears at some point.
Since childhood, this is the first time I have seen Qi Weiran cry.
"No future!" Zong Lian cursed and let go of Qi Weiran.
Qi Weiran stared blankly at the ceiling, his chest rising and falling, but he didn't say anything back.
"Your father has been in politics for many years and has committed countless crimes. He will definitely go to hell when he dies. Your brother is completely devastated and will not be able to turn into a ghost after he dies. You are the only one who can save your Qi family." After Zong Lian finished speaking, he fell to Qi Weiran. Next to him, he lay panting for air.
"If it wasn't because the political commissar had a favor in raising me, or if it wasn't because you were my brother, do you think I would help you? Changing your life against the will of God will shorten your life, at least twenty years."
Zong Lian is older than Qi Weiran, he is twenty-nine years old. Living twenty years less means going directly from middle age to old age. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com