"Sitting in the study, looking at documents with an expressionless face, do you pretend to be a CEO?" Qi Yuan walked to the bedroom door step by step and asked Tang Le.
Tang Le thought for a while and nodded, "No problem, what next?"
Qi Yuan sneered, "Then, of course, scare them to death, and then your chance for revenge will come."
Tang Le nodded, with a little more excitement in his eyes.
As the destined son of this world, Tang Le was killed by Qi Sheng in his previous life, and in this life as the heir to the Tang family, he was killed by his son Qi Sheng.
This child of destiny is really miserable.
After Qi Yuan finished speaking, Tang Le went to the study and sat down to start acting.
"Brother Sheng, why is it so cold at home?" Song Yan walked out of the bedroom wearing a nightdress and turned on the light in the living room.
Seeing the room light up, she relaxed a little. Song Yan was wearing a nightgown. Although she was already middle-aged, her face had not changed much due to good maintenance.
Even now, she still retains her original girlish look. Her eyes are as full as water, and she has a pitiful feeling when she frowns slightly.
His whole body exudes the aura of always being kind and simple and in need of protection.
The coldness in Qi Yuan's eyes became heavier. It was not enough to disgust her. When did she leave her hundreds of millions in inheritance?
She looks like a pretty girl, the type of heroine who doesn’t even watch TV series.
Pooh! Bitch, take her money.
"Xiaoyan, you are weak. There may be something wrong with the air conditioner. Please wear thicker clothes." Qi Sheng's steady voice sounded next, and he walked out of the bedroom wearing couple's pajamas.
Taking the coat in his hand and putting it on for Song Yan, Qi Sheng was now proud of his life, more mature and calmer than before.
After all, the outstanding brother at the time was dead, and even the Qi Group that his brother controlled was his.
When people reach middle age, they no longer have the impatience of youth, and they calm down and have the temperament of a successful person.
Damn it, how dare she snatch the country she just acquired? Can't kill him!
Qi Yuan spotted the two's positions and threw the wrench in his hand accurately.
The wrench carried a hint of regularity, like a heavy blow hitting the huge chandelier in the living room.
The chandelier received the impact and began to shake greatly from side to side, and then fell directly because it could not bear the weight.
"Xiao Yan!" Qi Sheng hugged Song Yan and rushed to the side.
Song Yan was shocked by this turn of events and stood there watching the chandelier falling overhead getting closer and closer. Then he heard Qi Sheng's voice and he rushed to the side to protect him.
The loud sound of the chandelier hitting the ground woke Qi Sheng from his sleep. When he opened the door, he saw the mess left by the chandelier in the living room.
Qi Sheng fell not far from the living room, near the stairs, holding Song Yan.
Their bodies were all scratched by glass, especially Qi Sheng's back, where there were tiny shards of glass.
"Dad! Mom! What's going on?" Qi Sheng hurriedly went downstairs, walked to the two of them, asked and checked their injuries, and took out his phone to call emergency services.
Song Yan looked at Qi Sheng, who was lying on top of him, with a pale face.
"Brother Sheng, how are you? Don't scare me, I'm scared." Song Yan touched Qi Sheng's face with trembling hands and wiped the blood from his face.
Her voice was trembling, and the look of tears was really heartbreaking to watch.
Qi Sheng woke up with a snort and saw Song Yan loosening his arms and moving his body with difficulty.
Song Yan then sat up and kept saying don't die, don't die.
Qi Yuan suddenly felt nauseous when he saw the scene in front of him. The living room was already half dark. Qi Sheng turned on the kitchen light, and the three of them sat at the stairs by the kitchen light.
Qi Sheng found the medicine box at home and helped the two of them with simple treatment.
Qi Yuan clicked his tongue and used the power of heaven to cut off the power supply. When darkness came, Song Yan stared with fear.
"Brother Sheng, I'm scared." Song Yan sat next to Qi Sheng, holding his arm and saying pitifully.
"Mom, it's okay, there's just something wrong with the switch. The ambulance will be here soon." Qi Sheng reassured and put away the medical kit.
In the darkness, he couldn't help them treat their wounds. The three of them could only wait for the ambulance to arrive.
But in the dark, any sound will be infinitely amplified.
The sound of opening the door sounded, and Song Yan couldn't help but look at the door.
"I'll go take a look. The ambulance should be here." Qi Sheng said and was about to get up, but Song Yan held him back.
Because Song Yan knew that she remembered that she locked the door.
Song Yan held Qi Sheng's hand tighter, but held Qi Sheng tightly with her other hand, "Xiao Sheng, don't go."
The fear in Song Yan's words became even stronger, and Qi Sheng had no choice but to sit down and continue to wait.
But things obviously haven't stopped yet. Qi Yuan continued Tiandao's concealment and started making noises based on "Qi Yuan's" past habits.
Open the door, change your shoes, make coffee, and go upstairs to the study.
This is the habit that "Qi Yuan" has always had as the president of Qi Group.
In the darkness, the sound of the coffee machine suddenly sounded in the kitchen, which had obviously lost power. At first, Song Yan and Qi Sheng didn't think about it until the familiar piano music started playing.
"Qi Yuan" has always been a refined and elegant person. His favorite thing was the piano, but because his parents gave up the piano, he came to Yanjing to start a business alone.
Even after the Qi Group was established, "Qi Yuan" was still used to listening to piano music every night when he went home and made coffee.
Soothing piano music sounded out of thin air, making Song Yan's hair stand on end. She seemed to have seen the familiar person in the darkness repeating his life every night.
"Brother Sheng, is it him, is it him..." Song Yan was already starting to lose consciousness due to the successive shocks.
As the president of a company and a grown man, Qi Sheng was naturally much calmer and kept comforting Song Yan.
But soon the sound of piano music approached, the sound of the coffee machine stopped, and the sound of footsteps appeared.
Qi Yuan held a mobile phone in his hand, and piano music was playing on the mobile phone. He approached the stairs according to "Qi Yuan's" original habit.
After all, she was the idiot she watched grow up, and this little scare was just to collect interest.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Song Yan knew that based on his habit, he must go upstairs.
The fright and fear had made her lose her mind, and she immediately moved to the side, not daring to stay at the top of the stairs.
"Mom, there's glass!" Although Qi Sheng was a little frightened, he was still more worried about Song Yan's safety.
Song Yan hissed, telling Qi Sheng to shut up and keep quiet, and then moved to the side like a demon, not stopping even if his palms were scratched by the glass.
Qi Sheng stepped aside and quickly grabbed Song Yan into his arms.
The footsteps suddenly stopped when they reached the stairs. Qi Yuan looked at the piano music that had been played, drank a Coke and changed to another piano music on a single loop.
The footsteps on the stairs stepped on the hearts of the three of them with every step, as if the heartbeat frequency was synchronized with the footsteps.
"Study! Dad, the confidential documents in the study!" The footsteps disappeared. Qi Sheng heard the sound of the safe being knocked and stood up immediately without fear.
