"Bomei, come here."
Jiang Bomei passed by with the skirt in her mouth.
Shi Jin knelt down and patted Jiang Bomei's head: "I'm just looking for a dog, you guys continue."
After finishing speaking, he led Jiang Jiusheng away, followed by a round and snow-white Pomeranian with a royal blue skirt in its mouth, and Qin Mingzhu followed without saying a word. Qin Xiaozhou turned around and asked quite seriously, "Dad, do you want me?" Shall I help you clean up?"
Qin Xing threw the pillow angrily: "Get lost!"
Well, he's gone.
After leaving the small building, Shi Jin turned his head and looked at Qin Xiaozhou: "We want to destroy the corpses."
He pointed to the skirt that the Pomeranian had pulled out.
Jiang Bomei barked, spat out the skirt, and rubbed the grass on the ground with her mouth, looking very disgusted.
Qin Xiaozhou has also learned a lot, Shi Jin has become a master, and his dog has also become a master. He pinched the skirt with two fingers in disgust, took out the lighter, and lit it.
After about ten minutes, the guests dispersed, and the courtyard was full of hustle and bustle, leaving nothing but emptiness. The glazed lamps on the Roman pillars had not yet been put away, and the air was still filled with the smell of wine and a faint smell of blood.
On the projected screen, the video scrolled silently.
Yuwen Chongchong stood upright, blocking half of the projector's light, and the mottled spots fell on the black suit jacket.
Footsteps approached.
He turned back: "Do you know what I'm going to do?"
Yuwen Qinsheng folded his hands, leaning against the front wine table: "I know."
After being in the officialdom for many years, the city is naturally not shallow, how could he not notice it.
Yuwen charged and turned around, the bright white light of the projector hit his face, the light was dazzling, he squinted his eyes slightly: "Then what are you doing?"
The video on the curtain is not what he prepared earlier, but Yuwen Qinsheng's driving record, the original video without any processing, and the faces of the two are clearly distinguishable.
Instead of stopping it, it added fuel to the fire.
Yuwen Tansheng turned off the video: "I'm helping you get rid of your worries." His tone didn't fluctuate, and he said flatly, "If the Xu family is a bit more arrogant, you can't beat them. You have to solve this trouble before I fall."
Therefore, he made arrangements, whether it was in the officialdom or the reception, he made preparations to tear himself apart with the Xu family and draw his salary from the bottom of the pot.
"Since you know I'm going to drag you down," he asked him, "Why don't you Prevent?"
Yuwen Qinsheng asked back: "Why should I stop?" He took it for granted, "You are my son, and who else has that qualification except you."
If he wants to fall from the horse, it can only be done by members of his Yuwen family.
He was playing with the page presenter of the projector in his hand, and he frowned like a half-smile, and said, "No matter how much I don't like it, you are my son, so no one else can touch you." Qianjin is not worthy of you."
When the wind blew, Yuwen Chong's eyes turned red.
He found that he had never known his father, and in retrospect they never seemed to have spoken so peacefully.
Perhaps, apart from his appearance, he still has something like him, stubborn and decisive.
Yuwen Chong turned his eyes away and scolded: "You lunatic." His throat was choked, "And my mother is also a lunatic."
Regarding Ms. Tang, Yuwen Tansheng didn't say a word.
The father and son did not look at each other, each looked into the distance, with similar eyebrows and similar expressions.
"The doctor said that she didn't have an illness and she was conscious. She deliberately hurt others just to keep you safe." That crazy woman was not only crazy, but also stupid. Yuwen Chong was silent for a while, his eyes were hot, and he lowered his eyelashes, " She knew I was going to attack you, so she pushed herself out."
Yuwen Qinsheng still didn't say a word.
"dad."
He looks up.
I can't remember how long it has been since he yelled like that.
"Even if it's a huge grievance, it's time to end it." After finishing speaking, Yuwen turned around and entered the room with slightly red pupils.
Tianbei Hospital.
At 9:24, the door of the emergency operating room opened, and the attending doctor came out and took off his mask.
Xu Pingzheng asked anxiously, "Doctor, how is my daughter?"
The attending doctor is the deputy chief physician of the General Surgery Department, surnamed Xu, in his forties, with a serious face, and replied to the patient's family: "The wound is deep, and there should be scars."
All the Xu family members sitting on the chairs stepped forward.
Xu Qingbo is a doctor, and he asked more professionally and specifically: "Can it be repaired surgically? How long will it take to remove the scar?"
"The specific situation can only be evaluated after the wound has healed, but there is no need to be too nervous. The current plastic repair technology is very mature, and there will be basically no difference after the operation."
Xu Qingbo understood: "Thank you, Dr. Xu."
"You're welcome."
"I'm going to go through the hospitalization procedures." Xu Qingbo said.
Xu Pingzheng nodded, turned to the old man and said, "Dad, you all go back first, Qingbo and I can just stay in the hospital."
Xu Huarong agreed.
After all, the old man is too old to afford to make trouble.
"For matters over at Yuwen's house, don't be impatient. Find out first. Mr. Yuwen and I have known each other for many years, and the military and political circles have never interfered with each other." Mr. Xu solemnly said, "If it's a family matter, it should be done in private. Solve it, don't rise to political affairs unless it is absolutely necessary."
Xu Pingzheng responded, "I know."
The deeper the night, the colder the wind.
The window was scraped slightly, the door of the bedroom was pushed open, a gust of coolness swept in, the lights in the room were not turned on, the door was half closed, and a little light leaked in.
The person on the bed opened his eyes but did not move. He stared at the white ceiling and called out, "Tan Sheng."
The night is quiet, with a slight echo.
There was no response, and the shadow reflected at the door remained motionless.
Ms. Tang turned her head, against the light, and could only see a vague outline: "Is that you?" Her voice was difficult, dry and hoarse, and the light and shadow in her empty eyes were slowly gathering, and the bloodshot eyes in her pupils were glowing red, " Tan Sheng, have you come to see me?"
"Um."
Yuwen Tansheng came from the light and stood in front of her, with nothing in his quiet eyes, he said, "Hongyue, let's get a divorce."
Hongyue.
It's been a long, long time since he called her that.
After being quiet for a long time, Ms. Tang nodded: "Okay."
Yuwen Tansheng turned around and went out.
"Qin Sheng,"
She stopped him, and he turned his back, without turning around.
"I didn't mean it." Ms. Tang said suddenly.
"What did you say?" Yuwen Tansheng raised his eyes and followed the light.
Her face was very pale, and her hair was loose. I don't know if it was because of the sunlight, but her temples turned a little white.
When she was young, she was beautiful, proud and flamboyant, completely different from what she is lying here now, like a bright flower that has failed to bloom and is lifeless.
She didn't answer for a long time, Yuwen Qinsheng asked again: "What did you say? What was not intentional?"
She looked at him with empty eyes and tears, and said: "I didn't push Xiao Ru downstairs on purpose, I pulled it." There were slight fine lines at the corners of her eyes, tears rolled down, choked up, "I didn't hold her …”
"Why didn't you say it then?"
Ms. Tang raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes: "I told you, will you still marry me?"
Won't.
He married her just to get revenge on her.
She propped herself up, sat up with difficulty, and smiled: "But I am really bad, not because of me, she will not fall, and your child will not die, I am afraid of her death, and I am glad she died You will marry me and look back at me only when she is dead."
However, for twenty-eight years, he has never looked at her directly. He took revenge on her, and she also took revenge on him. It seemed that only in this way could he know that she, Tang Hongyue, was his Yuwen Tansheng's wife.
"Qin Sheng,"
She covered her face and sobbed softly: "Tan Sheng, I hate you, I hate you so much."
He was silent for a long time.
"Then hate it."
Turning around and leaving, he walked to the door, paused, looked back, and suddenly remembered that under the locust tree that year, a bright girl came towards him with a camera and called him brother Tan Sheng.
They are childhood sweethearts and have known each other for a lifetime.
She was only seven years old at that time, and she always wanted to be his wife when she was playing house. When he was young, he also thought that he would marry her and live the rest of his life in such a mediocre manner.
Until a girl named Xiao Ru amazed all his youth, but her life was too short.
In the end, he married Tang Hongyue and betrayed her.
that night.
A well-known entertainment blogger exposed a piece of gossip that the well-known Zhongnan Master Qin and the well-known young actor Fu Dongqing had an uncontrollable love affair with the well-known young actor Fu Dongqing at a certain banquet. There were pictures and the truth, exposing the truth about the marriage between the Qin family and the Fu family. The true situation.
Fu Dongqing's fan: "..."
Fuck!
That's what it feels like - the feeling of eating shit.
The people who eat melons will be happy, young and old, pornographic, clean and self-respecting actresses, over half a century old overlord on the road, it's a good show.
After Shi Jin finished washing, Jiang Jiusheng was still using the tablet, sitting on the bed, staring at the screen intently, she didn't even look up when he walked over.
He sat by the bed: "Shengsheng, it's eleven o'clock." It's time to go to bed.
Jiang Jiusheng didn't look up, and was scrolling through Weibo: "Look at it for a while." She hasn't checked about Yuwen's house yet, so she doesn't feel at ease.
"Looking at it for a long time will hurt your eyes."
Shi Jin was going to get her tablet, but she dodged it.
He frowned, lifted her chin directly, and leaned over to kiss her.
Jiang Jiusheng was tickled by him and stepped back.
Shi Jin took the tablet away from her hand, lay down on her shoulders, put his hands on her waist, and coaxed, "Hey, don't move, let me kiss for a while."
She stopped moving and lay down for Shi Jin to kiss.
He was very patient, starting from the forehead, kissing down one by one, his lips were cool and soft, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, his hands ran from her waist to her neckline, and unbuttoned two buttons, he bowed his head and focused on her Make a bunch of marks on the neck.
Mo Bing said that hickeys should not be left in obvious places.
The neck isn't too obvious, Jiang Jiusheng thought, anyway, it's cold, and wearing clothes can cover it up, so I let Shi Jin do it.
The third button was unbuttoned, his lips fell on her chest, and she held down his lowered hand: "I can't do it." She whispered, "I'm on my period."
Shi Jin frowned: "Five days earlier."
"Um."
Her childhood has always been inaccurate, but now it is much better. In the past few months, it was a common occurrence. Shi Jin paid more attention and took her to see Chinese medicine, especially diet. He was very strict.
He helped her tidy up her clothes: "does it hurt this time?"
"It doesn't hurt much."
Shi Jin got up: "I'll make ginger syrup for you."
Jiang Jiusheng grabbed him and shook his head: "It's too late, I won't drink, it's not that uncomfortable." Her hands were a little cold, she got into Shi Jin's pajamas, hugged his waist, and rubbed against his lap Rubbing, "It is said on Baidu that girls with irregular periods are not easy to get pregnant."
Shi Jin held her hand and covered it for her: "Don't think about it."
Jiang Jiusheng looked up at him: "Should I go to the hospital for an examination?"
"It's only been a few months, don't be impatient." He lifted the quilt, wrapped her in, and lay down with her in his arms, "Shengsheng, do you want a child so much?"
"Yeah." She joked seriously, "There are always people who miss you, I want you to be as early as possible."
Shi Jin smiled and corrected her: "A son is more valuable than a mother."
Jiang Jiusheng smiled and said nothing, his hands got into his clothes and went up.
He grabbed her hand: "Don't touch it anymore." He said, "Otherwise I want to do it even more."
His body is not very controlled, and when she touches it, the reaction is very strong.
Jiang Jiusheng behaved, stopped touching his abdominal muscles, held his hand, and put it on his stomach: "Shi Jin, it hurts a little, rub it for me."
The voice is soft, like being coquettish.
Shi Jin pecked her lips, put his palm on her lower abdomen, and rubbed gently in circular motions.
She narrowed her eyes comfortably, her whole body was limp, nestling in Shi Jin's arms.
Jiang Jiusheng, who bleeds but does not shed tears, has also learned to act like a baby. She still has the cold appearance before. She herself finds it unbelievable: "I went hiking with Xie Dang once and broke two ribs. I didn't feel much pain. I didn't make a sound all the time, but Xie Dang cried all the way." She sighed, "Why am I so delicate now."
Acting coquettishly shouting pain.
She wasn't like this before, she was used to swinging her fists, and her youngest daughter didn't know much about things at home, but Shi Jin learned everything by herself without a teacher.
Shi Jin laughed, and said, "You're not delicate." He reached out to turn off the light in the master bedroom, turned on the small light by the bed, and whispered, "If I was by your side at that time, you wouldn't cry out for pain."
Jiang Jiusheng thought for a while: "Why not."
He shook his head: "Shengsheng, you will only tell me when you are in a little pain. If the pain is really severe, you will bear it."
She can bear it very well, not to mention broken ribs, and she doesn't even cry out without anesthesia.
She knew why and asked, "Why endure it?"
"I'm afraid my heart will hurt."
It's like this, when it hurts a little, she will yell, asking him to coax her, but when it hurts a lot, she doesn't want him to know, she smiles: "Doctor Shi, why do you know me better than myself?"
Because he loves her more than she loves herself.
Shi Jin let go of her: "I'm going to cook you something hot, you sleep for a while."
"Um."
He cooked longan, red dates and ginger sugar soup for her, just as he turned off the fire, Qin Xing called.
"Hello."
Qin Xing directly ordered: "Come over to the hotel."
Shi Jin was lukewarm: "It's too late, my girlfriend is going to bed."
"..."
Damn stuff!
Qin Xing sneered, and roared like a bell: "You are paying less and less attention to me, even daring to plot against me."
Shi Jin said calmly, "It has nothing to do with me."
Qin Xing sneered, and asked angrily: "You brought the man there, and that dog only listens to you. How can you make me believe that it has nothing to do with you?"
If too many coincidences come together, it must be man-made.
He still had a calm and nonchalant tone, and only asked Qin Xing: "Do you have evidence?"
No.
It clearly seems to be full of loopholes, but there is no solid evidence, and he can't find a reason to deal with it. One, two, and three are all his own sons, so they can't all collapse.
Shi Jin took the bowl, poured out the soup, and said with a somewhat prevaricated tone, "I have nothing to say. When you have evidence, come and confront me again."
"Shi Jin!"
Just as Qin Xing finished shouting angrily, a voice came from over there: "Toot, toot, toot..."
"..."
Wolf cub!
Qin Xing was so angry that he dropped his phone and stood up from the sofa in the presidential suite: "You still haven't told me the truth!"
Qin Xiaozhou stood aside and shouted, "I was wronged."
"You still dare to argue with me." Qin Xing hit the sofa with a cane.
Qin Xiaozhou took three steps back in fright, and insisted: "I didn't." He was sincere and said, "Dad, you are the one who got drunk, I kindly sent you to rest—"
Unable to listen anymore, Qin Xing interrupted: "Good intentions? Kind intentions, you want to drive Qin Feng away?"
He immediately explained eloquently: "Qin Feng is looking for a watch for me. I have never been willing to wear the one you gave me, and I don't know where it went." A sad expression changed on his face, "Yes My son is unfilial, and actually lost the only gift you gave me."
Pack! Let's pretend!
Just like the fuck, showman!
Qin Xing snorted: "Then how can Fu Dongqing explain it?"
Qin Xiao Zhou looked innocent: "I don't know, she walked in by herself. If you don't believe me, you can ask the waiter at Yuwen's house. No one forced her." He thought for a while, and said in a serious tone, "Maybe she just fell in love with it." Father, you want to be the fourth wife of our Qin family, and when you see father, you are drunk and unconscious, you will be taken aback, and the overlord will forcefully bow—"
Qin Xing walked over with a cane.
Qin Xiaozhou shouted: "Ah!"
Damn it, this old man is so ruthless at the age where one foot would go into the coffin.
He folded his arms and rubbed them.
Qin Xing was so angry that his neck was red. If he didn't have a gun in his hand, he would have killed him a long time ago: "If you talk nonsense again, I will kill you now!"
Without hesitation, Qin Xiaozhou stretched out his hand and raised three fingers, and said loudly, "I swear to God, if I lie, I will have no descendants."
Anyway, he didn't want to keep the seeds, and he wasn't afraid of fulfillment.
"I'll break your leg first."
After finishing speaking, he used all his strength this time, and Qin Xing hit Qin Xiaozhou's calf with a cane.
"..."
I can't cry anymore, it hurts.
Qin Xiaozhou hugged his legs and sat on the ground, his forehead was covered with sweat, his right leg couldn't move at all, it was burning hot.
Damn, tiger poison doesn't even eat babies, you bastard!
Qin Xing looked at him condescendingly, with gloomy eagle eyes: "I don't know how much I can drink? I don't know what was in the glass of wine you gave me? And the marketing account that broke the news, without you Whose instructions, does she dare?"
Sure enough, treacherous and cunning.
Qin Xiaozhou gasped in pain.
Qin Xing walked up to him on crutches, his eyes were cold: "Hmph, don't let me find out, otherwise,"
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Qin Xiaozhou lay directly on the ground, panting like a dog: "It's the same no matter how many times I have to say it, my son has been wronged!"
Shi Jin came up with the plan, and all the corpses and traces that should be destroyed were also destroyed. It was found that he was the grandson! Just kill him and deny it! Let's see if he can kill three sons at once!
Qin Xing snorted coldly, and left on crutches.
When the door of the suite was closed, Qin Xiaozhou screamed, wiped the cold sweat off his head, and dialed a number on his cell phone: "Damn it, Qin Mingzhu, you died, my leg was broken."
One night, the Internet was turned upside down.
Two pieces of news directly swept the headlines. One was about the personal relationship between Lord Qin, the leader in the service industry, and Fu Dongqing, the daughter of the Fu family, and the other was about the secrets of the official family. Violence was committed in public at the birthday banquet, and the mayor's daughter was brutally disfigured. The specific reasons for the conflict are still unknown. Some people said that Mrs. Yuwen was crazy, and some people said that the mayor's daughter was unclean. There are even various versions of vendetta and love.
At eight o'clock the next morning, Mr. Yuwen visited the Xu family with his son and grandson.
At nine o'clock, the sun had already shone on the hospital bed. The rising sun in autumn was a bit bleak, and the sunlight was an inconspicuous orange. The white sheets were covered with a layer of color, and the light and shadow danced on the pale face.
The person on the hospital bed was lying sideways, and the exposed half of her face was tied with white gauze, which was tied up with her right eye. Her left eyelid moved and opened.
Xu Pingzheng stood up in front of the hospital bed immediately: "Zhenzhen, you're awake."
Xu Zhenzhen raised her hand to block the glare, her mouth was dry and her voice was hoarse: "Dad."
Xu Pingzheng looked at her nervously: "Is there any discomfort? Dad, call the doctor."
She turned over uncomfortably, and as soon as she moved, the pain on her right cheek made her break out in cold sweat, and her pupils suddenly dilated. She reached out and touched it, but only touched a thick layer of gauze, and it hurt hot when she touched it. Panic: "Dad, how is my face?"
Xu Pingzheng didn't speak.
Her eyes turned red anxiously: "Why don't you speak? Is my face ruined?"