Spoiled by My Possessive CEO

"At Ji's house!" Mo fan returned.

"Well, go and get him!" Qiao Mingze's voice was cold, without a trace of temperature.

Mo fan immediately turned to go out and left the manor with people.

This time, he is with a full five car bodyguard, directly rushed to the quarter home.

Ji Qing has a party in the evening and goes home late.

As soon as I entered the house, the sound of doorbell came from behind.

He turned his head and asked the servant who was going to open the door, "who?"

"Young master, it's Mr. Mo fan!" The servant returned respectfully.

Smell speech, Ji Qing eyebrow center slightly twisted up.

Why is he here so late?

"Open the door!" He still ordered.

The servant ran to the iron gate outside and opened it.

The Ji family also has bodyguards, but they can't compare with Qiao's bodyguards.

As soon as the servant opened the door, Ji Qing, who was standing at the gate of the villa, saw several dark and domineering luxury cars parked outside the iron gate. It seemed that all the doors were opened at the same time. The people on the car were all in black suits, with a kind of awe inspiring air.

They all got out of the car and walked behind Mo fan.

The servant who opened the door was shocked when he saw the posture.

Looking at the young master in front of the villa.

Ji Qing quickly said to a bodyguard on his side: "go up and ask his wife to come down!"

The bodyguard rushed upstairs to find Qiao Meiling who had fallen asleep.

She is Qiao Mingze's aunt and Ji Qing's stepmother.

Although it is said that she is a stepmother, Qiao Meiling regards Ji Qingru as her own. The two mothers and children have deep feelings.

Ji Qing stood in the same place and didn't go out.

He looked at Mo fan with so many manor bodyguards, walking towards his side, his heart faintly uneasy.

In any case, Qiao Minghe will take Qiao Meiling's face into consideration. He won't be so blatant and bring so many people to his home to deal with himself.

But now Qiao Minghe is not the one he used to be, but Qiao Mingze. Maybe he doesn't care about his family at all!

Think of here, Ji Qing some worry, tonight may be a sleepless night!

I don't know if I can spend the night safely!

"Why did you bring so many people here all of a sudden?" Ji Qing asked calmly.

"Young master wants to see you. Please come to the manor with me." Mo Fan said to him.

"It's just a meeting. You need to bring so many people?" Ji Qing can't help doubting.

Mo fan is very indifferent smile: "may have another meaning! But you have to go if you don't go tonight! "

With a strong sense of threat, Ji Qing nodded without changing her face.

"Since I have to go on a date, I'll go!" Ji Qing said, after entering the door off the suit, and put on again.

Qiao Meiling, who was about to walk out and ran down from the upstairs in her nightgown, stopped him.

"Ji Qing!"

Ji Qing looked back at her mother and said with a smile, "it's OK. Just go to the Manor!"

"Don't go!" Qiao Meiling runs over quickly and holds Ji Qing's hand.

"That wicked woman has come back, you go, she won't let you go!" The vicious woman Qiao Meiling said refers to Mrs. Qiao.

"It's all right!" When Ji Qing took her mother's hand, she took the opportunity to write a few words in her palm.

Qiao Meiling immediately understood her son's meaning. Maybe it's not her who can save Ji Qing tonight.

With that vicious woman, I have no way to persuade Qiao Mingze, who has no affection for himself.

"Let's go!" Mo fan is a little impatient.

Ji Qing looks at her mother, turns around and follows Mo fan through the stone path in the garden to the iron gate.

The bodyguard opened the door and Ji Qing got on the middle car.

Mrs. Joe went back to her room, but she didn't fall asleep.

Just now housekeeper Zhong came in and told her that his son had asked Mo fan to take people to find Ji Qing.

It seems that as long as there is no accident, my son will attack Ji Qing tonight.

In fact, Ji Qing has always been covetous of Qiao, and his son has been soft hearted to him for many times. Now he can finally deal with his disaster. Maybe he will have less risk in the future!

After taking Ji Qing back to the manor, he was placed on the sofa in the big living room, waiting for Qiao Mingze to come down.

Mo fan ran to the second floor to inform Qiao Mingze.

Qiao Mingze looks a little carefree. He just came out of the bathroom and wiped his wet hair with a bath towel.

After taking a bath, Qiao Mingze has a strong masculinity all over his body. Mo fan can't help rolling his Adam's apple.

"Young master, Ji Qing has brought back!"

"Good!" Qiao Mingze only said a word lightly, and did not say how to deal with it.

Mo fan turns around and goes out. If he stays here for too long, he will be confused by the charm and power of the president who is full of mature men. In order to ensure that he is still a straight man, he should go out quickly!Qiao dried his hair and changed into a comfortable home clothes before going downstairs.

Sitting in the living room, Ji Qing's face was a little tight. She heard the footsteps coming from the stairs.

He suddenly looked up. Under the luxurious crystal lamp, Qiao Mingze's noble and awe inspiring attitude was coming down step by step.

My goal is very simple, but it is to surpass him, to replace him and become the forever noble and domineering person.

Can no one can bully, ten thousand people chase!

Can be lawless, can be invincible.

But hard so long, why can only be humble attitude, looking at such a high above him.

Next, we have to accept his disposal.

"Cousin!" Ji Qing used to be called the third brother of Qiao Minghe, but this one is Qiao Mingze, so he can only be called cousin.

Hearing his name, Qiao Mingze raised his eyes and glanced at him faintly.

After sitting down in front of the sofa, Qiao Minghe's very casual sitting posture, but gives people a very different domineering.

With a look in his eyes, Mo fan leaves a lot of evidence in front of Ji Qing.

"You did this?" Qiao Mingze opened his mouth with a slightly cold voice. He couldn't hear any emotion, but he had a frightful chill.

Ji Qing quickly turns over the evidence on the coffee table, which includes the recorded testimony of witnesses, the record of bank account transfer, and many other evidences proving that she designed the car to harm Xiao AI.

It's very detailed. It's all pervasive.

Ji Qing is just startled for a moment, then quickly understand that this is someone deliberately to plant dirty frame themselves.

At this time, even if you have ten mouths, you can't get rid of the crime in front of the irrefutable evidence.

"Cousin, if I say that I didn't do this, will you never believe it again?" Ji Qing's voice is a little sad.

Qiao Mingze's eyes are sharp, but with a kind of heartless laziness.

"No!" As soon as Qiao Mingze said this, it means that even if there is new evidence to prove that Xiao AI was not harmed by this man, he will not let it go.

After hearing what he said, Ji Qing knew that Qiao Mingze was not going to let him go.

I just hope I can put off some time, otherwise I will be planted here.

"Can you tell me what you're going to do with me?" Ji Qing asked in a very humble manner.

Qiao Mingze pulled his lips almost invisibly and didn't say anything. It seemed that he would not spend time and patience to say anything to the person who secretly designed to hurt his woman.

His right hand slightly raised, Mo fan immediately came forward.

It seems that there is only one look in his eyes, and Mo fan can understand it.

Call the bodyguard, two people stand him, one is waving his fist, to Ji Qing's abdomen is a burst of force disorderly beat.

Ji Qing snorted in pain, but he gritted his teeth, and his eyes showed his grievance and humble.

It's not that he's naive, but that he's been in the mall for so many years. He feels that when he meets the strong, he can't show any strength at all. He must be humble, maybe he can live longer.

What he needs now is a longer time.

It's better to be beaten now than to take your own life and have no chance to turn over. Everything will become an irreparable situation.

As long as you're alive, it's better than anything!

The bodyguard beat Ji Qing to spit blood in her mouth, and Mo fan stopped him.

"Switch!" Mo Fan said.

"Good!" The beating bodyguard stepped down and came forward with a sharp scalpel in his hand.

The next scene will be bloody. Mo fan looks at the president and asks him, "president, are you going upstairs?"

"No!" Qiao Mingze is not a soft hearted person. He doesn't have any impression of the man who claims to be his cousin, and he has no feelings.

Even if I saw him injured, watching him bleed, watching him die, I would not blink.

A person who has nothing to do with himself dares to hurt his beloved woman. He is tired of living!

Seeing that the president didn't mind staying, Mo fan made a gesture. The bodyguard with the scalpel was eager to try. Seeing the order above, he began to do it.

Ji Qing's suit coat didn't take off, so the surgical blade in the bodyguard's hand crossed his arm across the material.

"Ah Ji Qing suddenly screamed with pain.

The pain of being cut raw is not tolerable.

Looking at the blood dripping down, Mo Fan said coldly: "now we want to imitate the wound caused by the car accident at that time. Just enjoy it

Smell speech, Ji Qing's face immediately turns pale.

The bodyguard with the scalpel didn't stay long, and then he cut the meat to Ji Qing's upper arm.Ji Qing is too painful to look directly at her wound. Then, her right hand is cut off with the same technique by the scalpel.

The sleeves of the suit were instantly stained with blood. The precious carpet was full of blood. The whole living room seemed to be full of blood.

Ji Qing in the heart special hate, hate his incompetence.

This is the second time. He can only watch the blood flow out of his body and watch his life go away from him.

Next, it could be the brain.

None of the people he asked his stepmother to look for has come yet.

At this time, the man with the scalpel, looking at Mo fan, seems to be asking for his advice, whether the next knife position is the head.

Mo fan nodded slightly.

Then the man who held the knife did not hesitate to move the knife towards his forehead