The last half of the sentence was originally completely unnecessary.
Qin Zhao insisted on adding such a sentence, and it was not boring.
He didn't like Zhou Ji at all. Thinking that his sister had a previous marriage with him and had a five-year-old child, he felt as uncomfortable as death.
Qin Zhao had to remind Zhou Ji that anyone could be his sister's husband in the future, except him.
When Jiang Yue saw Qin Zhao, she pulled out her hand. She left Zhou Ji without hesitation and walked slowly towards Qin Zhao. She was still a little curious: "Are you speeding? It's so fast."
Not long after I hung up the phone, the person arrived.
Qin Zhao's heart softened when he saw his sister. When he saw her hands wrapped in gauze, he felt particularly distressed. He said, "The two families are not far apart."
It doesn’t even take ten minutes to walk.
Belonging to the same compound, these demon kings all played together when they were young, but when they grew up, they all became human-like, not quite like the playboys who grew up among the rich and powerful.
Qin Zhao didn't dare touch her hand for fear of hurting her.
"Let's go, brother will take you home."
Jiang Yue hesitated between the Qin family and Zhou Ji for less than half a second before making his choice again.
Zhou Ji's attitude just now didn't look like a slave who would obey her, let alone a servant who would be obedient to her! He was a wild dog that could bite back, with sharp teeth, biting the back of her neck to prevent her from moving.
Jiang Yue didn't like this, so she chose to abandon him without hesitation.
"Um."
Zhou Jingjing stood not far from them. He was tall and long-legged. He wore a gray-black turtleneck sweater, loose and comfortable black trousers, and his superior frame looked good in anything.
His figure has merged quietly with the deep and dark night. His eyebrows are calm and elegant, his eyes are as black as ink, and his empty hands are slowly curled up.
Zhou Ji suddenly realized at this moment that Jiang Yue had been able to leave him and abandon him without hesitation every time so many times, but never choose him.
Do you really not like it at all?
Not at all?
The man's skin looks like a translucent cold white, his eyelashes are long and straight, and the blue blood vessels on his neck are faintly visible. His silence makes people feel a little lonely for no reason.
Jiang Yue didn't look back, but she felt like a light on her back.
The look behind her made it difficult for her to ignore it.
The Zhou family's bodyguards were guarding the door, and they would not let him go easily without Mr.'s order.
Two rows of bodyguards blocked the way, looking calm.
Qin Zhao brought people with him, but there were far less people than there were on the sideways road in front of him. He turned back and looked at Zhou Ji coldly: "What do you mean?"
Zhou Ji said: "Her hand was injured."
Qin Zhao's patience was about to end: "I'm not blind."
Zhou Ji didn't pretend to be gentle and gentle at the moment. How he usually dealt with his disobedient subordinates was exactly the same as his attitude towards Qin Zhao at the moment. The man casually raised his eyelids and said, "It's because of the child's injury. I should be responsible for it."
Qin Zhao was a little annoyed and said, "No need."
His tone darkened: "What do you want to do? Take something by force? I'm not dead yet, and neither are my father and my mother."
"Even if we are all dead, there will still be others in the Qin family."
Zhou Ji lowered his eyelids, well, death is not impossible.
Well, he just thought about it gloomily.
That would be cruel to her.
After all, they are all her relatives.
Zhou Ji raised his head, and the bright light above his head illuminated his pale face, "Mr. Qin, please don't throw dirty water on me. Not everyone is like you."
This is said in a strange and yin-yang way.
Overtly and secretly, he blamed Qin Zhao for robbing his wife.
Qin Zhao didn't want to continue talking nonsense with him, so he took out his mobile phone from his suit pants and was already planning to notify someone.
Zhou Ji glanced at the bodyguards, and they all obediently moved out of the way.
Qin Zhao sneered coldly, with a hint of mockery in his cold smile. Zhou Ji really did raise a bunch of obedient dogs.
Back at the Qin family, Jiang Yue seemed to be treated as a rare protected animal in the family.
None of them dared to touch the injury on her hand, it was painful enough just to look at it.
Jiang Zhi, who was busy doing research at school, rushed back from school overnight after learning that his sister had been taken back to Qin's house tonight.
Jiang Yue was stared at by Mrs. Qin with red eyes. She felt uncomfortable all over. Sitting on the sofa felt like sitting on pins and needles. Maybe she was still not used to such fervent love from unfamiliar parents.
She knows the unreserved and passionate love of Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin.
It's for the original owner.
It wasn't for her.
She deserved it.
But it seems crueler to tell them that your daughter is long dead.
In fact, Jiang Yue once asked the system, since her soul traveled through thousands of years and came to this body, what about the soul of the original owner?
She didn't have an accident, so she probably didn't die.
Jiang Yue also had a lucky guess that maybe she and the original owner had exchanged souls and lived well in each other's time and space.
But the system was hesitant and unclear, unable to explain why.
There must be an answer to whether you are dead or alive.
But even this, the system is vague: [Not dead yet. 】
Jiang Yue didn't like this vague answer: "Can human life also be counted?"
System: [Oops, I can’t explain clearly either. You will understand later. 】
Jiang Yue doesn't want to understand it later, she wants to know it now.
Back to this moment, Mrs. Qin seemed to be crying again in front of her. She seemed to blame herself very much for not being able to protect her even after getting her back, and even letting her get stabbed.
Hot tears hit the back of her hand.
It's so hot that my skin hurts.
Mrs. Qin couldn't help but feel her daughter's alienation from them. She was heartbroken and could only make up for it as much as possible. She didn't ask for more.
Jiang Yue looked at the tears on the woman's face and felt uncomfortable. She called Mrs. Qin unfamiliarly: "I...I don't feel any pain either. Please stop crying."
She added a few words bluntly: "It's not good for your eyes."
The little girl still has a faint scent of chestnuts.
She had just eaten the hot chestnuts from Zhou Ji's, and her fingertips seemed to be stained with the lingering aroma. Soft and gentle.
Yan Wan opened her eyes slightly, crying and laughing at the same time.
This was the first time I heard words of concern for her from my daughter, and it felt like a warm current quietly flowed through my heart.
Yan Wan's eyes even filled with tears.
Why is her daughter so good? It hurts people so much.
Yan Wan gradually held back her tears. Qin Genzhi put his arms around his wife's shoulders and looked at his restless daughter. The man looked gentle, for fear of scaring her, "I'll ask the family doctor to come and look at your hands again."
Jiang Yue refused: "No, I went to the hospital in the afternoon."
Qin Genzhi was used to giving orders on weekdays, but he would not show any dictatorial side in front of her. He would always discuss things in a gentle tone and calmly control the overall situation: "I just let him come and take a look, it's okay." Just let him go back."
Jiang Yue didn't mention that Zhou Ji had changed her medicine.
After the family doctor came to take a closer look, Qin Genzhi reluctantly felt relieved. Raising a son was completely different from raising a daughter. The son could be raised as he pleased, no matter what happened.
My daughter is different.
She is always worried about how her day is going, whether she is being bullied, whether she is happy or not, and whether she has enough money to spend. In all aspects, there are indeed many areas to worry about.
