Qi Ye hooked his lips expressionlessly, stood tall, and looked at the two people in the cell.

Zhao Tan is unkempt and crazy, and he will no longer see the glamorous beauty of the past.

Ye Hui was sitting quietly in front of the window, when he heard the footsteps and turned around, when he saw Qi Ye, a look of sadness or joy flashed on his face, and his black hair was nearly half white, which showed how hard Ye Lin's death hit him.

Qi Ye's gorgeous eyebrows flashed with a hint of cold demon, and his thin lips opened lightly: "Why aren't you dead yet?" ”

"Ye Bing," Ye Hui almost forced himself to look at this son, for so many years, he couldn't raise his head in front of him, let alone mention that trace of dignity as a father: "I don't mean anything else, I just want to say a few words to you." ”

Qi Ye smiled coldly.

Ye Hui probably also thought that he would not be able to escape the fate of his life, and summoned all his courage: "Your mother's death...... In fact, it was an accident...... "He didn't think that the knife would really be inserted into Qi Xue's body, he just wanted to force her to divorce and hand over the child."

He knew that according to Qi Xue's temperament, she didn't care about the position of the young lady of the Ye family at all, and she didn't love him, but she was reluctant to resist Xiao Yebing.

Ye Bing is the eldest grandson that Old Man Ye has been looking forward to, Zhao Tan wanted to enter the gate of Ye's house, but it was impossible at that time, so he thought of a way to bring Ye Bing to Ye's house to raise, and then let Qi Xue divorce voluntarily, he didn't expect such a tragedy to happen......

Qi Xue's death, for so many years, Ye Hui has never dared to face it, the mistake has been made, he can only choose to escape, escape Qi Xue's death, escape the condemnation of the outside world, and escape Ye Bing, who is so similar to Qi Xue's birth.

He once thought that as long as Ye Bing died, his nightmare would end, and the mother and son would become a past buried in layers of ashes, and no one would accuse him again......

Qi Yexing's eyes flashed with a chilling glow, and the expression on his face was extremely indifferent: "Go on!" ”

Ye Hui was under his cold eyes, and his forehead was covered with a layer of fine beads of sweat: "The Ye family is yours now, we are all innocent, but ......" His tone even pleaded bitterly: "Ye Ming is innocent, he doesn't know anything, and he was scared by us so much that he got a hypothesis at a young age......"

The corners of Qi Ye's lips hooked up a sneer that was almost nothing, and he was indescribably cold and ruthless: "He's dead." ”

Ye Hui's body shook a little, he raised his head in disbelief, and looked at Qi Ye's bottomless eyes, his heart was shocked, and the pain was like a knife, his four children, after all, all paid the price of their lives because of his and Zhao Tan's sins.

"Ming'er ......" Zhao Tan, who had been crazy, was recalled by Ye Ming's death, and she pounced like a beast that had completely lost her mind, with a terrible hatred: "Ming'er!" You give back my child! Give my kids back!! ”

Ye Hui opened his eyes, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, he did his own sin, and he couldn't live......

Zhao Tan stretched out a pair of dirty hands, and seeing that he was about to touch Qi Ye, Zero One beside him suddenly pulled out a knife and slashed down.

Blood spurted wildly, a pair of severed hands fell on the ground, and the woman's cry of pain almost broke her throat.

Qi Ye's tone was indifferent, there seemed to be cruelty and pleasure in those black eyes, and he was about to come out, and when he looked closely, it was an abyss-like black, and he smiled softly: "This place, in the next twenty or thirty years, will be your home, enjoy it!" ”