Chapter 3213 Qi Ye, let’s find a way to save him, okay?

Remember in one second,

Everyone knew that he was cold and wanted Ye Wushang to die, but Ye Weilan heard endless sadness from his tone.

Qi Ye is very sad...

"Qi Ye, he is your father..." Ye Weilan still wanted to make the final effort.

Ye Wushang died, and Qi Ye never had any parents again...

He had many disasters in his life. His mother died early, almost thirty years old, and only then did he realize that his biological father was someone else and had not enjoyed the feeling of being cared for by his parents...

That is the warmth that everyone desires the most in their life.

Her Qi Ye didn't have...

Ye Weilan was very sad, and tears of heartache kept falling.

Qi Ye raised his hand to wipe her. He used his injured left hand, and the red blood was stained on Ye Weilan's face. Qi Ye said, "Lan, don't cry..."

"Qi Ye, let's find a way to save him, okay..." Ye Weilan begged.

When he is alive, Qi Ye is not alone. She gave birth to a daughter who looks the same as her mother. When Ye Wushang saw this child, maybe one day, he would suddenly figure it out that he would be kind to Qi Ye and double the fatherly love he had lost for so many years to compensate him...

It’s not that Qi Ye doesn’t understand what Ye Weilan means, his little wife will always feel sorry for him so much.

His eyes looked at Qi Xue in the coffin. She lay quietly there, her eyebrows and eyes as gentle as those in her memory, but there was no longer any warmth.

Mother……

Dead for thirty years...

The man above...

Waited for thirty years...

For his happiness, he had been delayed for thirty years, and he had been impatient for a long time...

Qi Ye knew that no one could hold him back.

...

The heavy rain that day suddenly sounded in my ears.

My mother lay in a pool of blood, looking at his eyes, so attached but reluctant to leave...

"Wu Shang, Qi Ye will find a girl who loves him very much in the future. You must protect him..."

Ye Wushang hugged her, the man's hands were covered in blood, his eyes were red, he was as crazy as he was flickering with cruelty, "I don't want to protect him, Xue'er, please, don't leave me. If you dare to leave me, I will strangle him to death-"

The softness of the past was quickly withdrawn in front of the mother's life, and the beloved son was no longer a son, but became a threat to his intention to keep his lover.

The sadness in Qi Xue's eyes was flooded with disasters, tears rolled down, and one hand used all his strength to pinch Ye Wushang's wrist, "Wushang...you promised me...protect him...before Qi Ye was thirty years old...you can't..."

Ye Wushang refused to agree, and he stared at the child opposite fiercely, as if it was not his child, but his hatred of enemies. His voice was so cold, so cold, without a trace of warmth, "You promised me! You will protect her well! Why--"

The child's tears were interrupted at that moment.

Yes—

Before his father left, he followed him mischievously and pestered him to go out. He touched his head, "Be good, stay with your mother at home. If a bad guy comes, take the knife that dad gave you and kill them. When I come back, I will bring you a better knife..."

Later, he brought the knife back to him as promised, but he asked his mother to be killed.

Maybe it was because of guilt, maybe it was the father's eyes, that moment made his heart so cold that there was no more warmth and coldness. From that moment on, the three-year-old child's memory was no longer the father...
Chapter completed!