Qin Shiyi looked at Ruan Qishan and Ling Tianya, as if if she forcibly took Mrs. Ruan today, they would really fight each other.

Qin's was calmed by their momentum, and his expression became rigid.

Originally, when they knew they were alive, her first reaction was to let Ruan Guosheng kill them. However, Ruan Guosheng said that they could not kill them yet. Ruan Zeyan's body had not been found. One day without confirming that Ruan Zeyan was dead, they would have to save their lives as hostages.

Qin's heart was unwilling, she wished that these people in the big house died a hundred times. However, she also understood how Ruan Guosheng kept them.

Qin stared at Old Lady Ruan unwillingly. "Sister, it seems that you not only have a good son, but also a daughter-in-law and granddaughter who are not afraid of death!"

Mrs. Ruan condensed Qin, "Well, it's not! You're not envious!"

Qin knew in her heart that if she were in such a situation, Ruan Guosheng's daughter-in-law and Mingli would never stand up to protect her.

It is because of this that Qin hates Mrs. Ruan, and why she and her are good!

"Just cherish every minute of your life. It is best to pray that Guo Sheng will find Ruan Zeyan's body slowly, so that you can live longer!"

Qin's words were like a sharp blade, straight into the heart of Mrs. Ruan, Qi Ruan, Wang Yazhi, Ling Tianya.

Looking at their expressions, Qin smiled happily. "Sister, how about your son-in-law's filial piety? What about the good things you get? You have to have a life to enjoy, simply you are old, Death is dead. But it is a pity that your great grandson just born, haha! "

After that, Qin smiled and walked away.

Seeing Qin's departure, Mrs. Ruan's body softened immediately, as if she had emptied all her strength. The old lady, who was always strong, could no longer support her, and burst into tears.

"Big grandson! My big grandson! Where are you!"

Old Ruan was crying, and Wang Yazhi also cried. Ruan Qishan gritted her teeth, tears twirled in the eye circles, and finally flowed down.

Only Ling Tianya has been trying to keep herself from crying and crying.

She hugged the small rice ball and looked at those eyes very similar to Ruan Zeyan. The small rice ball didn't cry. He held Ling Tianya's finger in his little hand, and his mouth was pursing, as if talking.

"Dad promised that he would come back safely. We have to believe in Daddy, right?"

Elder Ruan looked up weakly, looking at Ling Tianya who did not shed tears, raised her hand and wiped away the tears on her face.

"My wife is confused by the **** of Qin's. Ling is right, my grandson will come back safely!"

Mrs. Ruan stopped her tears and looked at Wang Yazhi, who had been crying, "Don't cry!"

"Tianya, what should I do next?" Ruan Qishan asked Ling Tianya. At this time, Ling Tianya seemed to be the backbone of this place.

"Wait." Ling Tianya looked in front of her, her expression completely.

"Wait? Wait for Ze Yan to come back?"

"Um." Ling Tianya nodded, she never believed that Ruan Zeyan was dead.

"If, I mean, what if we can't wait?" Ruan Qishan's voice was sorrowful, and of course he hoped his son was still alive, but in case ...

"If you can't wait ..." Ling Tianya's voice was choking, but she still didn't shed a tear. "Then I will send the small rice ball at all costs. He must be alive anyway."