Nine Hundred and Twenty-Three Cracks (III)

Qi Yu's eyes were filled with grief, and that pain was more real than the pain of cutting her skin.

She looked at the man in front of her with tears in her eyes. At that moment, she seemed to have given up everything. She opened her hands and suddenly hugged him.

"Tang Jue, I really love you! I love you much more than Qi Qi!"

Tang Jue's eyes were cold, and his eyebrows frowned with disgust, "Let go!"

The words he uttered were as cold as ice.

Qi Yu shuddered in fear. She was almost afraid to let go, but the next moment, she hugged the man tightly again.

"I don't want it!" She had already forced herself to lose control of her emotions.

She couldn't even tell whether she was doing it because of love or because she was unwilling. At that moment, she was holding the man she wanted, and she didn't want to let go. It seemed that this man would abandon Qi Qi and be with her.

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Downstairs.

Qi Qi sat in the car, looking up and looking upstairs worriedly.

It is not a bad thing for Tang Jue and Qi Yu to make things clear. At least, Qi Yu can wake up earlier and come out earlier.

But...

Between her and Qi Yu...

Qi Qi's nose was a little sour.

Just when she was thinking about it, she suddenly heard the sound of a propeller floating from the sky. Her attention was immediately attracted. When she looked up, she saw a helicopter appeared in the sky. Then, it seemed to stop on the roof of the building in the community.

Qi Qi was very curious.

Is there an invisible rich man who bought a helicopter in this community? I have never heard of it before.

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Jian Qing jumped down from the helicopter and ran straight to the elevator like a gust of wind.

When he arrived at the door of Qi's house, he was still breathing heavily. His hand pointed at the watch on his wrist, "Nine minutes! Less than ten minutes... uh..."

Before he said the word "clock",

he was shocked by the scene inside the door.

I originally thought that the person he was holding in his arms was not Qi Qi. But, after a closer look, it turned out to be Qi Qi's sister Qi Yu! Moreover, with tears all over her face, she looked quite pitiful.

"Should I avoid her?" Jian Qing asked hesitantly.

He despised their young master in his heart. He said and acted so much that he liked Qiqi, and he could be described as loyal. But now...

He didn't even let the two sisters go!

So shameless!

"Get back here!" Tang Jue shouted, and Jian Qing was shocked and stopped. Looking again, Tang Jue had pushed Qiyu away without mercy.

In his eyes, he showed his disgust for Qiyu.

He flicked his long fingers twice on his body, as if he was infected with bacteria. Qiyu was hurt by this action, and his face turned pale, "Tang Jue, you are too much. Why can you trample on my love for you like this? I am sincere to you..."

Tang Jue's eyes suddenly became sharp, like a sharp blade, stabbing Qiyu. He raised his hand and caught Qiyu's chin, "Qiqi loves you too, how did you trample on her?"

He narrowed his eyes, no longer patient, but became more gloomy and violent than ever before, "My woman, if you dare to hit her, you must be prepared to be trampled by me!"

Jian Qing was terrified listening to it. This Qiyu actually hit Qiqi? Fortunately, she is a woman. If she were a man, not to mention her life, at least the hand that hit her would definitely be crippled.

However, why did the young master call him over so anxiously?

"Jian Qing, come here!" Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Tang Jue suddenly speak.

Jian Qing did not dare to neglect it and went over immediately.

Tang Jue let go of the pale Qiyu and asked Jian Qing coldly, "Someone hurt your young lady, what should we do?"

Jian Qing replied without hesitation, crisp and powerful: "Then you have to pay back tenfold at least."

Qiyu bit her lip, her face pale.

"Very good." Tang Jue raised his eyebrows and glanced at Qi Yu, "Pay it back! She slapped your young master's wife. Whether it's ten times or a hundred times, you decide for yourself."

"What...what?!" Jian Qing stared. So, at this late hour, he dug himself out of the quilt and drove a helicopter over, just to... let him slap a woman? ! Do you still have any moral integrity? !

Tang Jue simply ignored his protest, grabbed Qi Qi's bag on the sofa, and walked to the door.

"Young master!" Jian Qing complained.

Tang Jue said very gracefully: "I never hit a woman."

"..." Jian Qing gritted his teeth. When did he hit a woman again?

"You can do it yourself. If you can't complete the task, I can forgive you, but your young master's wife may not forgive you."

Jian Qing was about to cry.

Then, Tang Jue left.

Jian Qing looked sad, looking at Qi Yu, who was pale and in tears, "This... I... What the hell have I done! You can hit anyone else, but you hit our young master's sweetheart. You can covet anyone else, but your sister's man. Do you know how many years our young master has been eyeing your sister? It's been 8 years, can you just make a move on her? Do you know that our young master likes your sister? When our young master's wife was blind, he was willing to dig out his eyes for her."

"..." Qi Yu was shocked and couldn't say a word.

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Qi Qi waited for more than ten minutes, and finally saw the familiar figure coming out of the apartment building.

She opened the car door and walked out.

Tang Jue put her bag in the car and pressed her shoulder, "Get in the car, let me see the wound on your face."

"I'm fine." Qiqi looked at him worriedly, "Qiyu... you didn't do anything to her, did you?"

"I never bully women, how could I do anything to her?"

Qiqi seemed to be unconvinced and stared at Tang Jue for a while, "Really?"

Tang Jue also looked at him, "Do I look like someone who would hit a woman?"

Qiqi nodded. Not really. Tang Jue still has this bit of grace. Qiqi has confidence in him in this aspect. Little did she know that this man was the darkest man in his bones.

Tang Jue sat in the car, and when he saw the redness and scratches on her face, he got angry again.

Qiqi saw through his anger at a glance, and comforted him instead, "It's just some minor injuries. It's right for her to lose her temper. If you make it clear now, there won't be such things in the future."

Tang Jue hated himself a little. If he had kicked the door open earlier, nothing would have happened.

"Let's talk about it when we get back." Tang Jue buckled her seat belt, and with a stern face, drove the car to Tangmen.

"Why did you come back?" Qiqi asked curiously. Now that Tang Jue was there, the pain on her face seemed to be less painful.

"There was no sound on the phone, so I guessed something happened." At that time, he was so anxious that he ran back at a speed of 300 miles per hour. However, he didn't expect that he was still a step too late.