Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 6947 can be entrusted to people for life (3)

Qiao Chengfan's tone was full of sarcasm, and Ji Changmu never went into such a small link.

"Ji Changmu, am I right? You are an ungrateful bastard! Of course, you don't need to repay all the kindness of the Qiao family. You just need to stay away from my sister and get away forever!"

"By the way, Steward Zhong told me that Qiao Muyuan begged her mother to help you when she saw you were unhappy and unhappy, otherwise my mother would never have interfered in your affairs! Qiao Muyuan is innocent and cute, and he is unguarded against everyone, but more than ten Years later, you played with her feelings. I don’t know what you did to her, but you, a 30-year-old sophisticated financial CEO, and a 20-year-old girl who just entered college are together, and it’s clear who is more likely to be bullied. "

Qiao Chengfan knew Qiao Muyuan too well. The little girl never put up defenses against people. Judging from Butler Zhong's memories, Qiao Muyuan also relied on Ji Changmu and regarded Ji Changmu as a good friend.

What friends, jackals nothing more.

A jackal who used Qiao's house as a springboard and then turned his back on him!

Ji Changmu didn't say a word, his face was pale, his lips moved, but he didn't say another word after all.

The sound of rain and Qiao Chengfan's reprimands could be heard in his ears.

Red blood flowed into the rain drop by drop, and Ji Changmu's pants were already stained red, but he couldn't see anything in the dark night.

He braced himself against the car body, his eyes were particularly deep under his stern facial features.

It turned out that the doctor who operated on his mother was Qiao Muyuan's own uncle, the little girl's own uncle...

There was also the abnormal attitude of his tutor before graduation. He really thought that he was too good to make his tutor change his mind and make his competitors quit. His conceit made him never care about such details, thinking that he had achieved The offer from the Wharton School of Business is a matter of course.

The bullet was embedded in the flesh, and the pain gradually became numb.

Ji Changmu's eyes were a little dazed, and the scene of giving extra lessons to that little girl by the small window of the south building full of flowers suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

The child is not obedient, loves to do small movements, talks a lot, twitters like a little sparrow, and often likes to say a bunch of unreasonable things, his eyes are particularly clear.

"Ji Changmu, do you still want to defend yourself? Continue to say those irresponsible words just now! Why didn't you say it?!"

Ji Changmu also had no strength left. He knew that he might die due to excessive blood loss.

He braced himself against the body and pulled open his door with one hand.

There was a sealed folder on the co-pilot's seat, and he handed the folder to Qiao Chengfan, almost speechless in pain.

Qiao Chengfan didn't accept it.

The corners of Ji Changmu's lips curved in a self-deprecating way: "It's just a document."

He had already signed and stamped the document.

Qiao Chengfan took it with one hand, his face indifferent.

Compared to Ji Changmu's embarrassment, Qiao Chengfan was not much better. He was wet all over, his hair was dripping rapidly, his thin lips were pursed into a line, and his eyes were not warm at all.

Clothes stuck to the body, very uncomfortable.

The two men looked at each other, Ji Changmu's eyes were calm and calm.

Qiao Chengfan withdrew his gaze, turned around indifferently, leaving Ji Changmu with a slender back, until he walked back to his car and closed the door.

Blood flowed all over the ground, Ji Changmu didn't close his eyes, he kept looking at the direction Qiao Chengfan left.

(End of this chapter)