Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

Feng's family is in the north, while Feng Yan's grandfather's family is in the south. The main reason why the two children got together was the friendship during the war and the power game.

Judging from the location of Tongzilou, Feng Yan's grandfather was also a general-level general, but unfortunately he passed away early, and the family was sparsely populated. Most of the photos on the shelf were simple photos of the three generations of a family.

But the one Qin Qing held was a bit special.

The corners of the old photos have turned yellow, and they are still photographed in black and white. The old man in the picture still looks young, holding a pair of cute little girls in his hands, both around ten years old. The little girl on the left has a pretty short haircut and looks heroic. Her brows are somewhat similar to those of a young man. She should be Feng Yan's mother.

However, it was the little girl on the right that caught Qin Qing's attention. She had black hair and long hair in a shawl, and her brows and eyes were drawn out like ink pens. The beauty that is about to come out.

"Who is she?" She murmured unconsciously, and when she asked about the girl's identity, she always felt that the girl's temperament was very similar to that of Chu Fan's mother, Lin Yunxiu.

Feng Yan was taken aback, as if he didn't expect her to see this photo, so he whispered, "My mother's friend lived here for a while when I was a child, and I haven't seen him for many years."

He is not a person who looks at things and thinks about others, especially after his mother disappeared, the photos of the old man are usually placed at home. This time I came here in a hurry, probably because Aman accidentally put it out when cleaning.

Originally, Qin Qing observed the photos to mention the topic of her mother, but the gentle girl in the photos firmly attracted her attention, and a voice in her heart kept urging her to understand, "Where's her name?"

Such Yushu Lanzhi, a gentle and charming woman like a camphor tree, should have a very pleasant name.

Feng Yan glanced at her, and familiar words overflowed from his thin lips, "Qin Wan."

'Qin Wan. '

The voice in Qin Qing's heart rang almost at the same time as the man's. After getting the answer, she felt a little weird in her heart. Staring blankly at the person in the photo, Yue Xiong's mouth suddenly felt sore.

"What's the matter?" Feng Yan surrounded her from behind and hugged her, keenly aware of the strangeness, "Why are you so curious about her?"

Girls are not like real eighteen-year-olds, whose minds are full of all kinds of curiosity. She has always done things with clear goals, and it is extremely rare to go to the bottom of a stranger like this.

"I don't know." Qin Qing showed a rare look of confusion, gently stroked the quiet and elegant face in the photo frame with her fingertips, and shook her head softly: "Just looking at her, I feel a little sentimental, maybe her temperament is too Being too quiet doesn't fit your age."

There is no innocence, liveliness and wanton publicity that a ten-year-old child should have. Excessive quietness looks as beautiful as a doll but is too fragile.

Feng Yan, who was behind him, tightened his arms to get closer to the person, and then responded: "Your intuition is right, Qin Wan died soon after marrying abroad."

While speaking, he stared at the little girl in the photo and frowned. Perhaps he felt that the other party's ending was not good, so he didn't say anything about the girl's resemblance to her.

Speaking of temperament that does not match age, gentle and elegant, girls are typical examples.

Qin Qing faintly sensed something happened, leaned gently into the broad embrace behind her and said, "You don't like her?"

Although the man's emotions were hidden deeply, and his tone was always calm and icy, but after getting along for a long time, she could still feel some side details.

As a result, these words violated Feng Yan's taboo, he frowned without saying a word, dissatisfied to the extreme, and said forcefully, "I only like you."

Like, it is a person's experience of joyful emotions towards a certain thing or person, especially for the opposite sex, it is an adjective that cannot be used casually.

"?!!" Qin Qing was speechless for a moment, the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably, and she couldn't tell from the serious tone of the other party whether it was intentional or true feelings. Want to play exile.

After a while, Feng Yan explained again, "Qin Wan's death hit my mother hard, and it was only then that she showed signs of an attack."

Seizure refers to falling into a state of madness.

Since she woke up, neither of them mentioned this topic. And Feng Yan also knew that once a secret was revealed, it could no longer be hidden, and he had to face it after all.

Hearing that he took the initiative to mention it, Qin Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief, covered her big palm with her small hand, and gently comforted her, "Have you ever witnessed her seizure?"

In fact, the answer to this question is obvious. If not, the brothers and sisters of the Feng family would not be so persistent in wanting to find the root of their blood after all these years.

"Yeah." Feng Yan's voice was a little dark, as calm as a deep lake, "Eighteen years ago, the Feng family announced her death to the outside world, but in fact she was just locked up at home, and she was often in pain in the small attic. She wailed and cried, and occasionally showed violent tendencies. Within a year, my father said she was dead. But four years ago, Xiaoyue suddenly told me that she was still alive, in the hands of the gambling king."

Eighteen years ago, Feng Yan, who was only seven years old, witnessed his mother's madness, which became the deepest childhood memory.

"Then you and Feng Yue..." Qin Qing hesitated for a moment, but decided to let go of all doubts.

Feng Yan hugged her and sat down on the sofa, looked at the old locust tree outside the iron window, and narrated the scary years one by one in a low voice.

Feng Yan, who was seven years old, only remembered his mother's ferocious face, while Feng Yue, who was still a baby at that time, was frightened and cried all night long. The father couldn't stand it and left the house, leaving him to watch his sister.

Later, he was thrown into the army, and the memory of his mother's madness made him fearless on the battlefield, and the results of every psychological evaluation were too violent. And when he was promoted to major and could enter and leave the camp freely, and finally went home to meet his younger sister, Feng Yue had become a surly and arrogant little sister, mixed between the wine table and the gambling table, and had already lost control of her emotions. signs of.

When Feng Yue happily told him that his mother was still alive, his first thought was to prevent her from looking for it.

However, by then it was too late.

"Brother, have you forgotten, we are all geniuses with IQs as high as 500, don't I know that mom is actually a lunatic?"

Feng Yue, who was only fourteen years old at the time, looked at him with an innocent and romantic expression, but her eyes were filled with endless darkness.

At that time, he knew that they were all cursed people.