The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

With that said, Mrs. Qin walked outside leisurely.

Lian Feng was stunned on the spot: Madame must be mad from anger, right?

Yanshen is a man!

Not a girl!

He scratched his head, unable to understand what Madam Qin was thinking.

Mrs. Qin walked out of the manor quickly, got into the car of the Qin family, the smile on her face subsided, and told the driver to go directly to the military headquarters.

"Commander, Madam is here."

Qin Zheng, the commander-in-chief of the Imperial Capital Military Region.

He is also Qin Zong's father.

Qin Zhengren was middle-aged, but at the age of nearly fifty, he could still see the handsomeness of his youth, and his body was mature through the vicissitudes of time. Hearing this, he raised his eyes and smiled.

Qin Zong doesn't look much like him.

Qin Zheng's facial features are more inclined to the coldness and roughness of a soldier. When he was young, he was more aggressive, but now he hides his sharpness, and he can no longer see the sharpness.

Mrs. Qin hurriedly pushed the door open and entered his office, "Old Qin, it seems that our son's nobleman has really appeared!"

Qin Zheng hugged his wife's waist helplessly, put water to her mouth,

He said gently, "Don't worry, speak slowly."

"How can you speak slowly!" Mrs. Qin rolled her eyes, and pushed him away with disgust on her face, "I really don't know how you became like this, meek as an old sheep, obviously when you were young This is really a realistic version of a wolf turning into a sheep."

Qin Zheng...

He sighed, and sat next to his wife, still smiling, not angry at all, "Okay, you are a wolf and I am a sheep, is it done?"

Mrs. Qin was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, she just talked about what happened just now, with joy on her face, and her eyes full of expectation, "Tell me, is Yan Tao the one who can save our son?"

Qin Zheng shook his head and said, "Don't get too excited. Although this young man has saved Zong'er, he may not be the noble person in the prophecy. What's more, he is a man. How can Zong'er spend his whole life with a man?"

"But his surname is Yan!" Mrs. Qin said excitedly, "The surname is Yan!!!"

Qin Zheng: "He is not the only person surnamed Yan in the world, and I guess that the person surnamed Yan who is deduced by fate is from the Yan family."

"impossible!"

Mrs. Qin stood up suddenly, with disgust and nausea mixed in her eyes, "My son's nobleman will definitely not come from the Yan family, so I don't have to disgust me."

"Die'er, calm down." Qin Zheng hugged her, "There are still two years before my son turns 30. We have time to continue looking for a solution."

Madam Qin gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, "Where did Qilinzi go, that bastard? If he is here, maybe he can save Xiao Zong."

Qin Zheng sighed and was about to speak when Mrs. Qin turned her head suddenly and gave him a white look, "It's alright, alright, don't say your stuff again. It's the same thing every time, I'm tired of hearing it. If you have this kung fu, you might as well think about it, how can you ask your second grandfather to give away the title of Xiao Zong, the third master! My son and I are in the same generation, what is going on!"

Qin Zheng smiled wryly, "You know Second Grandpa's stubborn temper, no one can change what he decides."

Mrs. Qin: "Hehe, then you just wait for your son to call you second brother. I'm too lazy to talk to you."

"gone!"

Qin Zheng rubbed his nose, knowing that Madam was angry again, he frowned helplessly, and casually put his coat on his arm, "Madam, I'll take you back, wait for me."