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Chapter 112, The Qi Family

Qi Leng's hand slowly stroked Chu Muzhuo's face, and finally rested on her delicate chin.

This was the first time he was so close to him, and Chu Muzhuo not only blushed when he smelled the good smell on his body.

Lifting her chin slightly, she let her look at him,
Qi Leng's voice sounded, it was very soft and soft, and seemed to be a little erratic.

"Chu Muhao...do you know that, in fact, I..."

When Qi Leng said this, he deliberately stopped,
"What are you?"

Chu Muhao subconsciously asked, and she could even hear her own heartbeat clearly.

"What I hate the most are disobedient people!"

After Qi Leng finished speaking, he squeezed her chin firmly with his big hand without warning,

"Also...my people can't touch anyone except me! Neither can the Heavenly King!"

After Qi Leng finished speaking, he threw her aside vigorously.

Hearing Qi Leng's soft words, Chu Muzhuo's body has already softened by half.

Pushed by him like this, he fell directly to the ground.

Some blood oozes from the wound that Toki Ichika made during the day.

"There will be another time, and the Chu family will not be able to protect you!"

Qi Leng took the handkerchief that Uncle Hong handed over, and wiped his fingers that had touched her just now one by one, as if something unclean was stained on it.

Lifting his foot and stepping over her body, Qi Leng finally walked into the villa without looking back.

The servants and bodyguards on both sides are all separated from each other and perform their duties.

Without Qi Leng's order, no one dared to step forward to help Chu Muchoe.

This not only made the embarrassment on Chu Muzhuo's face a bit more.

Tears of grievance filled her eyes, and then fell drop by drop along her delicate face.

Jun Mo!

Almost shouting these two words from the heart, Chu Muzhuo's hands slowly tightened, and the hatred in his heart surged up.

"Master Leng!"

Pushing open the door and entering the villa, an old man in a wheelchair blocked Qi Leng's way.

"You still know how to come back?"

Master Qi held the crutch in his hand, and looked at the young man in front of him.

Qi Leng walked straight towards the stairs behind him as if he didn't hear it.

"Qi Leng! I'm talking to you!"

Being ignored, Mr. Qi cracked his crutch on the ground angrily.

"If you talk to me, I must answer?"

Qi Leng paused, turned his back to him and spoke lightly.

"Presumptuous! Qi Leng, you are becoming more and more outrageous, don't think that I really dare not do anything to you!"

Mr. Qi blushed with anger at his words,

"Oh?"

heard,

Qi Leng smiled playfully, a trace of emotion that no one could understand flashed across his eyes, then turned his head suddenly, and said word by word:
"What do you want to do with me? Get rid of me like my mother? Or drive me over like I killed my father?"

"you!"

Old Man Qi suddenly opened his eyes wide, panting heavily, obviously annoyed by his words.

The female nurse standing aside hurried forward and gently rubbed his chest.

"Isn't grandpa getting older and his memory getting worse?"

It's a pity that his pitiful appearance didn't arouse Qi Leng's sympathy at all, and what he had in his heart was endless cheerfulness.

The more he suffers, the happier he feels!
"Do I need to remind you that the reason why I, Qi Leng, survived is not because of your mercy, but because of my own blood!"

(End of this chapter)