The bullet in the hand I's gun crossed the silencer and hit Qi Wanshan at the foot. Although it did not make much noise, it made a bullet hole poked out of the floor under his feet.

Qi Wanshan's legs softened, and finally couldn't bear it. He sat down on the ground with a puff, his face was not bloody, and his eyes looked forward blankly and blankly.

How can there be the look and ferociousness of when he cursed Qi Anran just now?

"Keep your mouth clean." Mr. Jia snorted coldly, and threw the things in his hands back to Jiang Huai Yi.

Jianghuai Yi hurriedly reached out to catch it, glanced at the guy in his hand, and then at his boss.

Having been with him for so many years, it was the first time I saw him so gaffe.

He had no doubt that if it wasn't for the man's usefulness, the shot someone had just exploded in that person's head.

It's true that the hero is saddened by the beauty pass, whether it is the daughter-in-law or the previous lover's pass, it is the same.

"Wanshan!" Zheng Xiuying saw the movement of Qi Wanshan's face changed again, and hurriedly rushed to her husband's side and hugged him tightly.

Qi Wanshan's scared mind was pulled back by his wife, and then he realized that the man in front of him was most likely one of Qi Anran's men. If he said that in front of him, wouldn't it be death?

Mr. Jia was not in the mood to see what their family was performing sincerely at this time, and said impatiently: "I'll ask again, do Qi Anran and Miss Qi look alike?"

"Yes...yes, almost exactly the same!"

Mr. Jia's heart moved slightly and he squinted his eyes and said, "Do you have any photos of Miss Qi in your hands?"

"This..." The couple looked at each other, at a loss.

Mr. Jia gave a warning glance at the two of them: "Huh?"

The two became stiff, and then Zheng Xiuying seemed to have suddenly thought of something, exclaiming: "There is...something."

"How is it possible? At first..."

Qi Wanshan hated Qi Yaoqin. When Qi Yaoqin died that year, he burned all the items related to her at home, including photos. Where else could he leave anything related to it?

"You forgot, there is one. It is a family portrait of our family. Back then, my parents were too early and didn’t leave many photos. That photo was taken when we first got married and my parents took Qi Yaoqin with us. Later ..."

Afterwards, Qi Wanshan basically burned all the photos of Qi Yaoqin, but only cared about the parents in the family portrait, did not destroy it, and only covered the Qi Yaoqin on it with tape, and then there was a fish that slipped through the net.

Mr. Jia didn't intend to listen to them recalling the past, so he interrupted their conversation coldly and simply said: "Go and get it."

Zheng Xiuying didn't dare to neglect, she turned around and went back to the room to search for it.

About five minutes later, Qi Yaoqin walked out of the bedroom with a shabby photo album and handed it out tremblingly.

Mr. Jia almost snatched the album, and as soon as he lowered his head, he saw the old family portrait in the corner of the album.

The tape stuck on it has been torn off, and the person in the photo is somewhat distorted after the baptism of time and the lens.

But he recognized at a glance that the person in the photo was the one he hadn't found for more than 20 years.

It turned out that he couldn't find her for so many years, not because she deliberately avoided herself and didn't want to see him, but because she had already passed away.

Realizing this, Mr. Jia's tall figure flickered and almost fell.

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