77 sweet kisses from the president: the new wife is addicted

Chapter 859
I have seen lowly people but never seen such lowly people like Qi Yan. Yin Yiming had nothing to do with him, so he turned the topic to Yin Xun: "Okay, you don't need my little Xun, but she has a baby in her belly." It's your child."

"She said it's my son? Who can prove it?" Qi Yan said lazily, not even wanting to waste time with Yin Yiming, "This is all your business and has nothing to do with me."

Yin Yiming was about to go mad with anger, cursing like a cannonball, but Qi Yan didn't bother to talk to him.

Seeing that Qi Yan was about to leave, Qi Min who was standing next to Yin Yiming stopped him: "Brother, Xiao Xun is in the operating room right now, do you have to leave now?"

"Don't you still take care of her?" Qi Yan replied.

Qi Min's face became a little embarrassed, the panic in his eyes disappeared for a moment, and then he bowed his head and retreated silently.

Qingluo's people were waiting outside the hospital, and when they saw Qi Yan coming out of the hospital alone, he extended his hand politely: "Young Master, Master is here to invite you."

"No time."

Qi Yan shook his face directly, without even looking at Qing Luo, he went straight to the garage.

Guessing that Qi Yan would not be obedient and just grabbing him, Qing Luo winked at the bodyguards behind him, and they rushed forward, flying left and right to Qi Yan's sides, about to grab his hand.

A trace of cruelty flashed in the man's eyes, he shot suddenly, grabbed the wrist of one of them, and with both hands exerted force, he heard a click, and then a scream.

broken hand...

The other person, tripped by Qi Yan's foot, punched him in the eye domineeringly, and lay down gloriously on the ground.

Stretching his muscles and bones, Qi Yan looked at the bodyguards behind Qingluo and said, "Are you coming one by one, or in a group?"

Qi Yan's skill is no match for them, Lianjiazi, for a while, several bodyguards cast a questioning look at Qing Luo.But he saw him slowly take out a gun and aimed at Qi Yan's temple: "The master said, if the young master insists on not coming, I can solve it myself."

Qi Yan asked back, "Do you dare to shoot?"

"I really don't dare to hit the young master on the head, but I still have the guts to lose my legs." Qing Luo's face remained unchanged.

Qi Yan suddenly laughed, his hearty laughter was wanton and arrogant, and when the laughter stopped abruptly, he said in a deep voice, "The people who threatened me are basically dead."

"There is still one person who is not dead, and that is your father."

This person was the person Qi Yan wanted to kill the most in the past six years, but he was also the person he was most powerless to do.

The bodyguard opened the car door, Qing Luo still had that calm look on his face, and said, "Master, please."

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, shrugged his shoulders, and got into the car with his slender legs.

With the car door closed, Qing Luo has been sitting behind Qi Yan, fearing that he would do something special to escape.

Sitting by the window, Qi Yan looked at the scenery outside the window. The neon-lit Jiangcheng was so beautiful, but it reminded him of that woman involuntarily.

"Any cigarettes?"

A man's inquiry sounded in the narrow car.

Qing Luo was stunned for a moment, then handed over a pack of cigarettes.

"ignition"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Qian casually said, although the servile Qing Luo didn't know what Qi Yan wanted to do, but he still tried his best to meet his request, and lit the cigarette in his mouth with a lighter.

Qi Yan took a deep breath and exhaled a cloud of hazy smoke. He leaned on the seat and put one hand on the window.

(End of this chapter)