“It’s not like I like you,” Qi Lei scoffed before he lowered his gaze and took a deep breath. Then, he slowly flipped open the documents.
He only had a few glimpses before his expression instantly turned pale. Then, he instantly turned stiff. He looked up at Mu Yuchen through squinted eyes as his gloomy gaze was filled with pain and struggle. After a while, he lowered his head again and continued to look through them.
Bam!
After a few pages, he did not have to finish reading it before his expression changed and turned ashen. Soon, it turned gloomy as a stormy sky. He tossed the document in his hand and then his fingers combed through his hair as he barely caught his breath.
He was in disbelief. Even if he had thought about it before, this truth was still exceptionally hard to accept, and his sunken heart felt as if a hand was clutching it tightly, and he felt suffocated for a moment there.
Mu Yuchen naturally caught all of his reactions.
“Captain Wang has already gotten ahold of evidence on Qi Feng’s offenses, and they’ve handed in an application for an arrest. It should be ready in two days. Morrison is abroad and wanted to commit murder to silence, but he was caught by the American police and they even found a pistol on him. According to Morrison, it was Qi Feng who gave it to him. As for Qi Feng…good luck to him.
“Also, Morrison explained that it was Glenn who acted on Qi Qiming. Before the incident, he knew about it, but Qi Feng didn’t, so perhaps, Qi Feng really didn’t have anything to do with Qi Qiming’s incident. Furthermore, Qi Feng has already been planning on getting Gu Lingsha and Qi Weier to leave this place,” said Mu Yuchen softly. Of course, he was looking at Qi Lei when he said that.
“I’m afraid she won’t be able to leave. Wang Chun has handed the details over to the authorities. Gu Lingsha was illegally shifting a huge amount of Qi Kai’s funds. I know Qi Feng has booked her a flight to Australia for tonight, but she won’t be able to leave.” Qi Lei’s gloomy voice sounded a little helpless and dazed as he propped his heavy head up with one hand. He looked terribly pale.
Mu Yuchen paused, then said, “I’m sure you have your own plans.”
Qi Lei lowered his gaze and did not make a sound, but Mu Yuchen could already feel his pain.
“Alright, I won’t say too much then. I’m leaving now.” He obviously knew that right now what Qi Lei needed was some peace and quiet, so Mu Yuchen got up to leave.
Qi Lei did not make a sound. Even when the door closed, he did not feel anything. He looked down in bewilderment at the document on the table before him and struggled for a while before he picked it up to read through it again. Before he could finish, the paper had already slipped through his slightly trembling fingers…
It really was him…
It really was him…
Why?
Qi Lei looked blankly at his empty hands. A while later, he lowered his head to look at the sheets that were strewn all over the floor.
The scene of when Wang Qin had fallen began to play in his head again. As he recalled it, his eyes suddenly began to well up with hot tears…
He took in many deep breaths before he blinked. He turned around in his chair, and with his back to the door, he combed through his hair and looked out of the window. He suddenly felt like he did not even have the energy to get angry.
The truth was as such. His mother had passed away on Qi Feng, his own brother’s orders. When they were very young, he already knew that Qi Feng was his elder brother, yet he had killed his mother…
He had to admit that sometimes, the more you refused to accept something, the more that thing would emerge as the truth.
…
News did not come from Morrison for a long while, and Qi Feng felt more and more uneasy now. Actually, from the moment that Morrison’s plane took off, Qi Feng knew that they were not going to be as lucky this time.
If someone as smart as Mu Yuchen could have thought about things to this point, how could they not have thought about how to be on guard against them?
Alas, he wanted to gamble one last time, to see if he could be as lucky as he had been before…
The saying about one careless move and the whole game being lost was probably about Qi Feng at this point. He could not help but think about the word ‘if’. If he had not left Australia back then, he would not have been in such a terrible situation, would he?
If Qi Qiming could have handed Qi Kai to him sooner, he would not have fallen to this state. In the end, Qi Qiming still took Wang Qin into consideration. In those years that he had been abroad, it was not that he did not think of controlling Qi Kai, but Qi Qiming would always say that Wang Qin was watching him and that he could not lose to her…
Inside Qi Qiming’s ward, Qi Feng stood by his bed and watched Qi Qiming who remained lifeless. His gaze was exceptionally morose, but he felt that at this moment his heart was calm as the sea without any wind.
Inhaling, he pulled a chair from the side and sat down unhurriedly.
“I don’t know if your consciousness is intact right now, but I’m afraid that this might be the last time we talk as father and son. I do have quite a few things to say to you.”
When Qi Feng’s calm voice was heard, it rang in this large ward. Suddenly, a few layers of lonely desolateness was felt.
“You must think that I must be grateful to you, and love and respect you as my father because you have always been so good to me, don’t you?” Qi Feng said as he took out a cigarette and nonchalantly lit it up to take a short drag. Amid the smoke, he suddenly chuckled softly. “Old man, you thought wrong. From the moment you let my mother give birth to me and didn’t plan on marrying her, you should have expected this day to come. I won’t be grateful to you, or love and respect you. You have no idea how much I’ve resented you right from the start until now I’m too tired to even be hateful.”
At this juncture, Qi Feng let out a drag of smoke and said nonchalantly, “You wouldn’t have understood how I felt when other people looked at me, the illegitimate son. Who says you love me? You just used me as a tool to go against Wang Qin, so don’t think so highly of yourself. I’m afraid I’m the only one who saw through you. Didn’t Qi Kai fall into Qi Lei’s hands in the end? I told you before that I only care about results. The process doesn’t matter to me!”
It was the first time Qi Feng was speaking so calmly to Qi Qiming, and in his truest form, no longer like before when he always wore a mask.