The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 110 Fighting with Heaven, Protecting You All (7)

"Mom—Mom—what's wrong with you, wake up—don't scare me, don't scare me!"

That night, my mother passed out in her living room, and my young sister was crying loudly in the room. With her thin body and thin shoulders, she walked out of the room step by step with her mother's shoulders on her shoulders—everything in front of her was dark, like There is no end--

"Father—please, please come with me to see mother, you save her, save her—"

That day, she was kneeling in a gorgeous office, begging for a man, he was so familiar yet so strange, she grabbed his trouser legs, as if grasping the last straw to save her life—but—a man The voluptuous woman kicked her out of the company, she knelt in the rain—and burst into tears—

"Mom—take my hand, don't leave—don't hurt—"

In the dark, there is a strange mist——

The mother's figure receded slowly, becoming more and more blurred. There was only one loving arm stretching out to her, trying to grab something——

So unwilling—unwilling—

"what--"

a scream~
Qu Qingge woke up from the horrifying nightmare, she was breathing rapidly, her heart was beating chaotically, as if it was about to pop out of her throat, on her forehead, there were bead-sized beads of sweat shining brightly, her pair of The empty eyes slowly reveal panic and helplessness.

Gradually--

The sun shines on her body.

In front of me, the girl in the background painting on the wall is showing a warm smile. This is her room - Wen Qiyang's villa.

It turned out that it was all a dream—it was all a dream—but it was so real—it really made her want to die in the dream.

Qu Qingge suddenly felt a splitting headache. She lay down on the quilt, then suddenly raised her head and looked around.

Yesterday, she was waiting for the result of the operation with Wen Qiyang at the door of the operating room, why is she here?

Is it—

Qu Qingge was startled, and threw off the quilt in a panic, before she had time to put on a coat for herself, and she didn't find the slippers on the floor, so she ran out of the room barefoot in a hurry.

In the villa, all the servants were seriously busy with the tasks at hand, some were cleaning, some were trimming flowers and plants, some were preparing meals, seeing Qu Qingge hurried down the stairs, they all retreated to the wall Side, bow respectfully.

"Good morning ma'am—"

"Where's Wen Qiyang?" Qu Qingge asked hastily, ignoring the 'madam' they were talking about.

The butler smiled, took a step forward, and said peacefully, "Mister is in the indoor swimming pool, madam, do you want to go? I'll find someone to accompany you there—"

indoor swimming pool
The slender and strong arms drew ripples in an orderly manner in the pool, and the turquoise pool water was covered with crystal white ripples, sparkling under the sunlight.

Jin Xin stood respectfully by the swimming pool, and the maid prepared bath towels and exquisite refreshments for her husband. On the ivory white round table, wine was slowly poured into the goblet, exuding a charming aroma.

Wen Qiyang dived into the water, swam to the edge of the pool like a free and flexible fish, and then came out of the water.

Crystal drops of water dripped down Wen Qiyang's broken hair onto his malt-colored tight skin, sexy and strong.

Wen Qiyang picked up the towel from the maid's hand, wiped his hair indiscriminately, then sat on the ivory white recliner, and took a sip of the red wine in the glass.

"How are things going?"

Jin Xin knew what the question was about, so he immediately took a step forward, bent down and replied respectfully: "A dozen or so female artists who came to the audition had an argument with Ms. Qu, and they moved their hands."

Wen Qiyang squinted his eyes, the lines on his face were tense, but he couldn't see any emotion. After a long while, he lit a cigarette, took a puff, and said lightly, "It's been dealt with?"

(End of this chapter)