“Xie Xuning, what do you mean? Li Zhiwei is dead, do you have to kill an old man?”
Qie Wang looked like a violent lion with his red eyes.
Xie Xuning sat leisurely on the sofa and looked at such a thunderous Qie Wang.
With the way that Qie Wang defended Li Hezheng, people who didn’t know him would think that Li Hezheng was his father.
“Qie Wang, I don’t want to argue with you right now. If you don’t understand why I did this, you can go and see what Li Hezheng has done over the years.”
Qie Yiyan pulled Qie Wang and said, “Dad, can you stop making noise with my uncle?”
“Qie Yiyan, you know that I am your father.”
Qie Wang felt betrayed seeing his son turn towards Xie Xuning.
“Dad, can you pay attention to the occasion? Besides, do you care what happens to the Lis?”
A chill flashed through Qie Wang’s heart.
Could Xie Xuning have assimilated his son after being together for a long time?
Had his son become as cruel as Xie Xuning?
“He is just an old man. Even if he has made many mistakes, Xie Xuning should not kill an old man.”
Xie Xuning looked at Qie Wang. He was wondering if Qie Wang had lost his mind after his divorce.
He was not like this before.
Suddenly, he seemed to have become greasy after the divorce.
“He may be an old man, but do you know what this old man has done?”
Xie Xuning stood up, walked aside, took out a document, and threw it onto Qie Wang.
Qie Wang read the document in his hand word by word. After reading it, he asked Xie Xuning.
“So what? He may have done some bad things, but Xie Xuning is a frail old man, and he is dying. Why did you do that to him? One day, you will be old, too!”
Xie Xuning looked at Qie Wang with a smile. His eyebrows were flying, and his eyes were filled with confidence and determination.
“Yes, I will grow as old as him one day, but that’s it. I’m not going to do anything to hurt the people or the country. Qie Wang, I hope you’ll consider how many families have been ruined, or how many people died because of Li Hezheng. They didn’t owe Li Hezheng anything. People are always responsible for their actions, and Li Hezheng is no exception.”
Qie Wang sat down in the chair, looked at Xie Xuning, and laughed at himself.
”Xie Xuning, didn’t you just get promoted to a high rank? Is this some kind of personal vendetta? Don’t you hate Li Hezheng for keeping you and Ye Linlang apart all these years? Why are you looking for an excuse?”
Everyone looked at Qie Wang in unison.
Everyone, including Qie Yiyan, couldn’t understand why Qie Wang would stand beside Li Hezheng.
Did he sympathize with this old man?
Xie Xuning admitted frankly, “I admit that I have a similar reason.”
Li Hezheng handed those over neatly when he was asked to.
Otherwise, Xie Xuning would put him in a prison where he would rot to death.
“See? Just admit it, Xie Xuning.”
Qie Wang seemed to have grasped Xie Xuning’s weakness.
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“Xie Xuning, what do you mean? Li Zhiwei is dead, do you have to kill an old man?”
Qie Wang looked like a violent lion with his red eyes.
Xie Xuning sat leisurely on the sofa and looked at such a thunderous Qie Wang.
With the way that Qie Wang defended Li Hezheng, people who didn’t know him would think that Li Hezheng was his father.
“Qie Wang, I don’t want to argue with you right now. If you don’t understand why I did this, you can go and see what Li Hezheng has done over the years.”
Qie Yiyan pulled Qie Wang and said, “Dad, can you stop making noise with my uncle?”
“Qie Yiyan, you know that I am your father.”
Qie Wang felt betrayed seeing his son turn towards Xie Xuning.
“Dad, can you pay attention to the occasion? Besides, do you care what happens to the Lis?”
A chill flashed through Qie Wang’s heart.
Could Xie Xuning have assimilated his son after being together for a long time?
Had his son become as cruel as Xie Xuning?
“He is just an old man. Even if he has made many mistakes, Xie Xuning should not kill an old man.”
Xie Xuning looked at Qie Wang. He was wondering if Qie Wang had lost his mind after his divorce.
He was not like this before.
Suddenly, he seemed to have become greasy after the divorce.
“He may be an old man, but do you know what this old man has done?”
Xie Xuning stood up, walked aside, took out a document, and threw it onto Qie Wang.
Qie Wang read the document in his hand word by word. After reading it, he asked Xie Xuning.
“So what? He may have done some bad things, but Xie Xuning is a frail old man, and he is dying. Why did you do that to him? One day, you will be old, too!”
Xie Xuning looked at Qie Wang with a smile. His eyebrows were flying, and his eyes were filled with confidence and determination.
“Yes, I will grow as old as him one day, but that’s it. I’m not going to do anything to hurt the people or the country. Qie Wang, I hope you’ll consider how many families have been ruined, or how many people died because of Li Hezheng. They didn’t owe Li Hezheng anything. People are always responsible for their actions, and Li Hezheng is no exception.”
Qie Wang sat down in the chair, looked at Xie Xuning, and laughed at himself.
”Xie Xuning, didn’t you just get promoted to a high rank? Is this some kind of personal vendetta? Don’t you hate Li Hezheng for keeping you and Ye Linlang apart all these years? Why are you looking for an excuse?”
Everyone looked at Qie Wang in unison.
Everyone, including Qie Yiyan, couldn’t understand why Qie Wang would stand beside Li Hezheng.
Did he sympathize with this old man?
Xie Xuning admitted frankly, “I admit that I have a similar reason.”
Li Hezheng handed those over neatly when he was asked to.
Otherwise, Xie Xuning would put him in a prison where he would rot to death.
“See? Just admit it, Xie Xuning.”
Qie Wang seemed to have grasped Xie Xuning’s weakness.
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