After rejecting the marriage, the head of the Qin family was crushed by me.

Chapter 182
Qian Zhemian patted Qin Yelan's shoulder: "Will you get married when you get back?"

"Why do you suddenly want to get married?" Qin Yelan was very happy and held her in his arms, but he didn't forget to ask why.

"No reason." Qianzhe Mian smiled, "We're on the plane, let's go."

"Okay." Qin Yelan held her hand and walked to the boarding gate, and she snickered in her heart.

There really is no reason, I just simply feel that it is good to have such a person in a peaceful life.

Before turning off the phone, she made one last call: "Have you decided on your new name?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Qian Huanxue said in a low voice but firmly, "I want you to give me a last name."

"What's your surname..." Qian Zhemian looked at the person beside him, "Since the person who will join Qin's Entertainment Company in the future can be considered a subordinate of the Qin family, then let's give him the surname Qin."

"Okay..." she replied in a low voice, "Let me think about it again. In addition, I suddenly remembered something."

"You said."

"Qian Shengyin and my nominal father have a safe deposited in a bank in country M. There should be some evidence. In addition, they have a very complete business chain. I don't know what the specific goods are. All I can say is that it's probably something shady." Qianzhe Mian's phone vibrated, and the person on the other end continued, "I've sent you the specific content."

"Well, there is one more thing. I hope you can help me sneak into Qian's Film and Television." Qian Zhemian asked, "I will let the Qin family sign a contract with you with a high salary. At the same time, you must agree to the conditions given to you by Qian's Film and Television. Can the Qin family break the contract, join Qian's Film and Television, and find out information for us?"

"Okay, just arrange it and send it to me." She whispered, "Qianzhe Mian, I've thought of a name."

"what is it call?"

"Qin Yumo."

"it is good."

She hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

The plane took off and gradually climbed up. Qian Zhelian leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes.

Qin Yelan covered her with a blanket, held her hand, took out a book, and read through it slowly.

"Hello sir, may I ask..." The flight attendant saw Qian Zhemian sleeping soundly and quickly lowered her voice, "Do you and the lady next to you need anything to eat or drink?"

"A cup of black coffee, and a cup of hot cocoa when I ring the bell later, thank you." Qin Yelan nodded politely to the flight attendant.

"Okay sir." The stewardess poured a cup of black coffee for Qin Yelan, "Do you need anything else to eat?"

"Two pieces of tiramisu when you ring the bell later." Qin Yelan glanced at the menu, "I want another piece of mango mousse."

"Understood." The stewardess stood up and asked others.

Qin Yelan looked at the sleeping face next to him, stretched out his hand, and traced the profile of her sleeping face.

Mo Mo, I finally know everything you have gone through, but now, I don't know how to comfort you.

All comfort seems so pale and powerless in front of your experience.

All I can do is spend the rest of my life protecting you.

If I can, I will pick up your trampled light again, protect you and keep you high for the rest of your life, and promise you a carefree life.

Although... you can get these on your own.

But it doesn't matter, this is my sincerity, the sincerity of inviting you to spend the rest of my life together.

Half an hour later, Qian Zhemian slowly opened her eyes: "Qin Yelan..." "Huh? Are you hungry?" Qin Yelan rubbed her face.

"A bit..." Qian Zhemian looked at the clouds outside the window, feeling very depressed, "But rather than being hungry, I want to know why he would rather trust a daughter of unknown origin than the one he has raised by his side since he was a child. Son? Why would he listen to Qian Shengyin’s advice and kill his only son with his own hands?”

"Qin Yelan, do you know what is the saddest thing for your father?" Qian Zhemian's eyes finally filled with tears, "The saddest thing is never being betrayed by a close relative, but being betrayed by a close relative. He has found the target of his crusade...a man of great love and justice like my father..."

"I understand, I understand everything." Qin Yelan held her in his arms and patted her back gently.

After she calmed down, Qin Yelan rang the bell, and the flight attendant followed his previous request and brought a cup of hot cocoa, three small cakes, and a refill of black coffee for Qin Yelan.

The time in the sky passed quickly, and the plane landed in Lingcheng.

The two got off the plane and went straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

"Excuse me, you two..." the registrar asked out of habit. Suddenly he felt something was wrong. He raised his head and was shocked, "It turns out...it's you two!"

"Well, please hurry up." Qianzhe Mian put the remaining information on the table.

"Okay, okay, please wait a moment, I'll be ready in half a minute!" The registrar's hand speed suddenly increased.

After a while, she raised her head: "You two, please take it, go over there and take a picture and stamp it!"

"Thank you."

"Thank you."

The two of them thanked each other in unison, picked up the materials and went to the next place.

"Black clothes...Fortunately, the late emperor just canceled the rule of wearing white clothes for wedding photos last year. Please, please." The photographer obviously recognized them, "With your looks, even black clothes can be taken. Very clear.”

After taking the photo, the photographer looked at the backs of the two people thoughtfully: "Inexplicably, I feel like these two people look familiar, don't they?"

He glanced at the information and was beyond shocked.

"Is it that man from the Qin family?!!!" He murmured to himself, "That man hasn't appeared in public for so long, but when he comes back, he has such a big deal as getting married? And he doesn't say anything?"

"Master." Shuangchen was waiting for them in the car outside, "Her Royal Highness the Princess is here at Qin's house."

"Let them entertain you." Qin Yelan protected Qian Zhemian's head as he got into the car, "Let's go back now."

"Yes, head of the family." Shuangchen stepped on the accelerator, and the car jumped out and drove towards the Qin family's old house.

**
Half an hour later, the Qin family's old house.

"Your Highness the Princess has been kept waiting." Qian Zhemian walked in and took off his hat, "Qin Yelan is getting documents."

"Ah, you are...Sister Qianmo?" Jing Jingyu stood up hurriedly, touched the back of her neck sheepishly, and smiled, "Sister Xiulian mentioned you to me, but I never had the chance to say 'thank you' to you. ', if it weren't for you, I might have died six years ago."

"Well, it's me. There's no need to mention the past. Your Highness, please sit down." Qianzhe Mian poured her a cup of tea. "How are you preparing for your enthronement?"

"I'm here for this too." Jing Jingyu took a sip of tea with some restraint, "I followed the method you taught me and delayed the enthronement ceremony, mainly for the sake of delegating power to the royal family."

"Oh? Delegate power?" Qianzhe Mian drank tea carelessly.

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