Zhou Wei relied on his height and pushed Jun Siyu back with pride and disgust.
In his eyes, anyone who makes their little lady unhappy is an unforgivable sin.
Obviously, Jun Siyu, who calls himself the fifth brother, is not qualified to see Qin Yin at all.
What about so-called relatives?
It's not as good as him being nice to the little madam.
Their young lady didn't care about Jun Siyu's insignificant "apology gift".
When Jun Siyu saw Zhou Wei and the medals held by the preliminary champions behind him, his face instantly turned pale, and an uncontrollable sense of sadness overflowed from his heart.
It turns out that Xiaoyin doesn't need Fifth Brother at all.
Just like before, he waved away Qin Yin's figure in disgust to stop him from jumping over the wall to skip class.
So discarded as worn out shoes, so nonchalant.
He felt bitterness rising in his throat, and then his pale face became increasingly ugly. His fist holding the golden medal became tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to carve the medal into his flesh and blood.
The sharp points of the medal scratched the palm of his hand with his force.
Blood dripped down his fingers.
A bloody flower fell on the carpet in the corridor.
He choked up and explained: "I...I didn't know Xiaoyin was allergic to mango. I shouldn't have forced her to eat mango cake before."
"I'm not a good brother."
"That's why I want to make up for it, Xiaoyin... Fifth brother has no home, can you take me in?"
The Jun family has nothing to do with him at all.
He didn't bother to be a member of Jun's family anymore, but if he stopped being a member of Jun's family, he would no longer have a home or relatives.
"Wow, if you drink some horse urine, you are arrogant. If you mess with my sister Yin, your life or death will be uncertain."
"You don't even know if your sister is allergic to mango, so you have the nerve to ask her to take you in?"
"You have admitted that you are not a good brother, and you still asked me, Sister Yin, to take you in. Why, are you leaving it here to raise gu and curse my sister?"
"I tell you, with me here, that's not possible."
Mo Yize was fanning the Su embroidered ball fan rapidly in his hand. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he didn't care about anything else. He went up and kicked Jun Siyu in the chest.
With a solid kick, boxer Jun Siyu was kicked back two steps.
Zhou Weifu: Good guy, Mo Erha, please don’t embarrass me, okay?
"..." Mo Yize: Well, my kicking posture must be wrong.
Or maybe he kicked the wrong breed of dog! !
Jun Sili watched this scene. He who had been sitting on the side finally couldn't help but frowned and said, "Go and call Qin Yin out immediately!"
"How could you let your brother be humiliated by two watchdogs like this? Does he have any moral bottom line?"
Jun Sili was very angry.
He has loved his younger brother Xiaowu very much since he was a child. Jun Siyu seems to be a loser and only knows that he is uneducated and has no skills. In fact, it is because of the spoils of his older brothers.
My brothers are great and have reputation in every field.
The younger brother can just sit back and enjoy the success without having to bear too much pressure.
However, how could Qin Yin, a younger sister, bully her brother?
He couldn't stand it anymore, and his dislike for Qin Yin deepened for a while.
They are both biological sisters, but Tangtang is more sensible and decent.
"Who do you call a watchdog? Who do you call a watchdog?"
"Have you ever seen a watchdog as handsome and rich as me?"
"Don't think that you are half a length shorter than me, so I have to make Can Hu shorter. My quality is a dog-feeding, my integrity is shoddy, don't even think about kidnapping me in the slightest with my morals."
Mo Yize was furious. This was the first time in his life that he was called a watchdog.
Of course I have to just go back.
It's not like any idiot has the guts to challenge his authority as the second master of the Mo family.
As he said this, Second Young Master Mo rushed forward ferociously and kicked Jun Sili's wheelchair down.
After playing an unqualified player, I felt so energetic.
"..." No.
Jun Sili, who was kicked out of his wheelchair for the first time, could no longer hold back the gentle expression on his face.
Unexpectedly, I fell to the ground at this moment and couldn't help myself to stand up in the wheelchair.
After all, Jun Siyu couldn't bear to see his second brother being bullied because of his disabled legs, so he couldn't help but go up and help him up.
But the next moment, Zhou Wei stepped forward and stopped him.
Then he took advantage of his unpreparedness and threw the person against the wall with his backhand.
"boom!!"
The sound of the wheelchair falling and Jun Siyu hitting the wall sounded at the same time.
Mo Yize sighed happily: "Ah... this is the feeling, it's so good!!"
"Okay, throw them out and don't bother my sister Yin and brother."
"Come again if you dare."
"Hmph, sir, my Foshan Shadowless Feet are not just for show."
"..." Zhou Wei silently rolled his eyes behind the boss's back: Come on, Mo Er Toad.
With your small body, how can I not know about you?
The bodyguards of the Mo family are very clean and neat in their work.
He calmly carried the two of them out.
Jun Siyu unusually did not struggle this time, and there was no life in his dry eyes.
Xiaoyin doesn't want him anymore.
Xiaoyin didn't forgive him at all.
But he couldn't do nothing. Like other brothers, he did something wrong and thought he had received a little punishment that he deserved, so he considered it as atonement?
No, what they owed Xiaoyin couldn't be paid at all.
Jun Sili also stopped struggling at all.
He didn't understand that after the last time he went to YM Financial to find Qin Yin, his pride was shattered.
I can never regain my original pride.
Because every time I sit in a wheelchair, I will be kicked to the ground in humiliation.
Although this action did not hit him.
But every kick made him feel more inferior and frightened.
He was afraid, afraid of being stuck in a wheelchair forever.
Therefore, he should seize the opportunity to stand up.
Tangtang is his last chance.
He remembered that although he took sleeping pills and fell asleep in the past, every time Tangtang came to massage himself at night, he would light a stick of incense.
On the second day, the soothing incense smell had not completely dissipated, lingering faintly in the air, very soothing.
The perfect combination of the right orange blossom fragrance and the fresh jasmine fragrance, plus a little bit of tuberose that doesn't steal the show, is simple, refreshing and advanced.
Let him never forget it.
But these past few times Tangtang massaged him, although the technique seemed very skillful, he always felt like he was scratching his head, and he always felt that she didn't massage the right part.
Moreover, the nerve sensation in both legs that had been revived became increasingly weak.
He was afraid.
Is it because there have been frequent incidents in the Jun family recently and Tangtang was too stressed that she forgot to light the incense?
Well, he had to remind her.
Just as Jun Siche was about to go find the two brothers, he saw the two being carried past him by the Mo family's bodyguards like they were carrying rags...
"Second brother, Xiao Wu, what are you doing..."
The moment he spoke.
Zhou Wei glanced sideways for a moment, looking at Jun Siche with a pair of sharp eyes.
Hmm, looks familiar.
Jun family! !
Zhou Wei glanced at the direction he wanted to move in, and alarm bells rang in his heart.
The next moment, he struck Jun Sichue on the back of the neck with his backhand. He rolled his eyes and fainted.
He hurriedly stepped aside, pinched his nose in disgust and called to his bodyguards: "Carry it away, carry it away!!"
"Are these brothers from the Jun family here to play with Lianliankan? They are popping up in rows like leeks in the field."
"Hey, what a coincidence."
"I'm just going to kill you, out of sight!"
Mo Yize, who was not far away, took a look at Zhou Wei's clean and neat techniques: Zhou Wei is worthy of being the man who hangs around my eldest brother.
The main character would rather kill by mistake than let go.
But wouldn’t Zhou Wei’s performance surpass his own?
It doesn’t matter if you surpass yourself.
The important thing is what if Sister Yin feels that Zhou is more comfortable telling her?
No, for KPI.
For Sister Yin's favor.
Mo Yize made a bold decision.
He glanced at the personal bodyguard behind him: "Go and adjust the surveillance. How many Jun family members are there in this scene?"
"Find him for me and lock him up."
"..." Private bodyguard: Yo West, Second Young Master Mo has started some outrageous and interesting little games again.
Private bodyguards are very efficient.
Soon they locked onto Jun Tangyue who was standing in another corridor.
She was seen squatting on the ground, her long black hair spread between her shoulders and neck, almost covering her entire face.
No one could see her expression clearly, and no one could see clearly what bad idea she was thinking.
Mo Yize raised his eyebrows.
Then he winked at the personal bodyguard.
The bodyguard understood and skillfully handed over a baseball bat.
Second Young Master Mo shook his head unsatisfied.
"The other party is a delicate and powerless little woman. Why are you, a strong man, so hard-hearted?"
"I don't know how to care about women at all. No wonder I'm 27 and still single!"
Private bodyguard Li Che rolled his eyes at Mo Yize, as if to say: You don't know why I am still single at 27?
It’s not like I was squeezed by you.
Who can stand up to the training of Second Young Master Mo, who has to be on call at any time, who has to be both civil and military, and who can coax and dance when the master is angry.
Girlfriends are not that difficult to maintain.
He would never forget the night of Young Master Mo's coming-of-age ceremony.
The scene where I had to pole dance myself to add to the fun.
He is a man, and a straight man! !
But he was forced to use his waist, which was straighter than the steel plate, to grind left and right on the steel pipe.
With his strong and powerful strength, he almost bent the steel pipe...
As soon as the past events were mentioned, his eyes darkened.
So, Li Che angrily ignored Second Young Master Mo's cursing and handed over a mace again.
"..." Mo Yize paused.
The next moment, a wicked and naughty smile appeared on his face.
"The one who knows me is Archer~~"
"But, is there anything thicker?"
"I like exciting and violent things."
Li Che's head was filled with black threads: "Second Young Master Mo, do you want to listen to what you are saying??"
"Little Archer, you are evil."
Mo Yize's eyes widened: ah ah ah, his purity has been tainted by Li Che's filthy thoughts!
"...Death." Riche: He doesn't want to go to this damn class even for a day.
Second Young Master Mo: Come on, come on.
I have a lot of money to seal my account, and the money I've given away is even more than what I've given away.
A certain corridor.
Jun Tangyue squatted on the ground waiting for her second brother and fifth brother to come back. She knew very well that even her third brother and fifth brother misunderstood her.
But the second brother won't.
The second brother still wants to stand up, he can't live without his own.
Moreover, why is the fifth brother so sure that he really can't save the second brother's legs?
She studied medicine with her grandfather for much longer than Qin Yin, and she knew everything Qin Yin knew.
She just can't do acupuncture, but the second brother's legs may not need acupuncture treatment.
Qin Yin could massage the second brother's leg nerves and give him hope to stand up.
She is no worse than Qin Yin.
What Qin Yin can do, she can do it too.
If it wasn't just acupuncture, she could just learn it again.
Grandpa loves her the most. As long as she is willing to learn, grandpa will definitely be willing to teach her.
So, she thought for a long time, took out her mobile phone, and called Grandpa Jun. She said in a soft and sweet voice: "Grandpa, I miss you. How is your health lately?"
The old man's gratified voice came from Mr. Jun's side: "Hey, grandpa misses Tang too... Bang!"
The call was suddenly interrupted.
Jun Tangyue raised her head and saw Mo Yize smashing the mobile phone in her hand with the mace in his hand.
Then he gave her a "friendly" smile and tilted his head: "Hey, let's compete with each other so that I can select the blank back of your head."
"Don't worry, my strength is to cherish the beauty and cherish the beauty."
"At most, the blood will flow into a river. If you make a big mistake, your head and body will be separated..."
Unexpectedly, Jun Tangyue rolled her eyes and fainted from fright.
"..." Mo Yize:? ?
No, she must be faking it.
"Archer, go and do a Michael Jackson hip dance on top of her head. If she doesn't even wake up, I'll call her awesome."
"..." Riche: My life is not fate, right?
