d.

“Xiao Jue, I’m doing this out of goodwill as your father.” Quan Jingzhou looked at him helplessly.
“Why are you so hostile to me?”

“All these years, I’ve lived well without a father,” Quan Jue said coldly.

“You’re still blaming me.” Quan Jingzhou sighed.

Quan Jue did not speak.

He had always felt that he had nothing to say to Quan Jingzhou.

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As the current head of the Quan family, Quan Jingzhou could definitely be described as an ambitious and ruthless character.

Only his mother, that silly woman, would believe someone like him.
In the end, she was driven crazy and her reputation was ruined.

Quan Jingzhou looked at Quan Jue’s side profile with a complicated gaze.

Actually, he had always felt that Quan Jue looked more like his mother, especially his eyes.

And this side profile was very similar to his mother’s as well.

As he couldn’t help but think of the woman in his memories, Quan Jingzhou felt as if his heart was being harshly grabbed by a large hand, causing him to shudder violently.

About half an hour later, the car finally stopped.

Sensing that the car had stopped, Quan Jue opened his eyes and looked out the window.

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It was only then that he discovered they had come to an abandoned factory warehouse.

Quan San and Quan Jingzhou alighted before Quan Jue did.

In front of the warehouse stood a few burly bodyguards in black.

When they saw Quan Jingzhou, they all walked over.

“Master Jing.” The few bodyguards in black greeted Quan Jingzhou uniformly, looking very respectful.

“Let me introduce you.
This is my youngest son,” Quan Jingzhou said with a smile.

The bodyguards immediately looked at Quan Jue and uniformly greeted him as Young Master.

“Where’s that person?” Quan Jue wasn’t interested in getting to know them.
He looked sideways at Quan Jingzhou and asked.

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