GBT Chapter 81
by VolareThe rain outside was heavy, drumming against the umbrella.
Jiao Bai, holding an umbrella, squatted on the drenched grass, his hand reaching into the greenery, rummaging about haphazardly.
“I saw it when I threw it just now, it was right here, how is it gone?”
Jiao Bai was practically sparking with anxiety. Damn it, don’t let the dog blood start now. He looked around, the hotel was well hidden, and there were no stray cats or dogs roaming around.
That meant it had to still be in the grass.
Jiao Bai expanded his search, carefully combing through the grass.
When Qi Yi Liao arrived, the young man was squatting in the grass with his back to him, one arm exposed outside the umbrella, dripping wet. Cool water snaked over his knuckles, interlacing streaks sliding down from his fingertips, kissing the green grass and yellow mud.
Pale skin, blue veins, summer rain, green grass, a combination of colors, sickly yet vivid.
The young man was muttering and complaining about something, he wasn’t holding the umbrella properly, and much of the water cascading down the umbrella surface was splashing onto his back, soaking through the gray-blue fabric, revealing his fragile spine and slender waistline.
The linen-colored pants around his buttocks were damp in one area.
The rounded lines were bending the small grass stalks.
Jiao Bai was finding the key, his head throbbing, and didn’t hear the footsteps. It was only when the umbrella was tugged that he realized someone was behind him.
If it were Zhang Zhen behind him, he would either have already hauled him up, or squatted down in front of him. He wouldn’t have been so patient, waiting for him to explain the reason for his antics.
If the person wasn’t Zhang Zhen, then it was…
Damn it. Jiao Bai gripped the umbrella handle and twisted his head back, his gaze probing out, moving from the bottom up.
He met the man standing in the rain, soaked to the bone.
Jiao Bai subconsciously stood up, giving him half the umbrella: “Third Brother, why did you come out?”
Qi Yi Liao swept back the strands of wet hair from his forehead: “Looking for you.”
Jiao Bai was watching the water droplet between his deep brows, watching it slide across the bridge of his straight nose, twisting and turning as it slid down, landing on the small cinnabar mole on one side.
And then it stayed there.
It looked like it wanted to buy a house there and live there forever.
Jiao Bai reached out, his little finger brushed across Qi Yi Liao’s small cinnabar mole, removing the water droplet. He came back to his senses and shielded his eyes with one hand.
Perfectly demonstrating what it meant to be guilty, indescribable, and ashamed to face anyone.
Qi Yi Liao’s voice held a smile: “What’s wrong?”
“Mosquitoes.” Jiao Bai calmly put down his hand. “Why didn’t you bring an umbrella?”
Qi Yi Liao bent a finger and flicked the umbrella frame: “Don’t you have one?”
Jiao Bai: “…”
I have an umbrella, that’s mine, what does it have to do with you?
“What are you looking for here?” Qi Yi Liao stood under his umbrella, asking him gently.
Jiao Bai twisted his face. Instead of answering, he asked: “Where are your mother’s people?”
“A Zhen is watching them.” Qi Yi Liao took his umbrella, raised it higher, and looked down at him. “Xiao Bai, it’s your turn.”
The implication was, it’s your turn to answer the question, Uncle is waiting.
Jiao Bai glanced at the cat.
The cat squinted its golden eyes, its tail wagging from time to time, as if watching him make a fool of himself.
Jiao Bai’s face flushed: “I’m looking for the key.” He took out his phone from his pocket and fiddled with the key ring. “Your key.”
He had to ask even though he knew the answer, were you satisfied now, Old Man? I admit it.
Qi Yi Liao “mm” and asked: “Why is the key here?”
Jiao Bai’s head drooped, and he opened his eyes and lied: “When I was watching the rain by the window, the key ring scratched the window, and the key accidentally fell down.”
A hand pinched his face, making him look up, and before him was a dark, woody shadow.
Qi Yi Liao leaned over, the rainwater from his jaw trickling down his Adam’s apple, as he made a swallowing motion, his throat bobbing, the water stains trembling and burying themselves in his shirt collar.
The fishy scent of water, the fragrance of grass, mixed with the mature man’s body odor, drilled into Jiao Bai’s breath. He took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows and eyelids, and plunged into a pair of eyes much darker than the sky, but still able to see himself in them.
Their eyes met, and Jiao Bai suddenly realized that the old pervert knew everything, he was waiting for him to confess. Fine, you want me to be honest, to take the initiative, I’ll do as you wish.
“I did it on purpose.” Jiao Bai spat out a few words.
“Oh?” Qi Yi Liao was unhurried.
“I thought the elf you bought was going to be used to replace me.” Jiao Bai shrugged. “I got angry, yanked off the key, and threw it out. That’s all.”
Qi Yi Liao’s two fingers that were pinching his face slid down, stroking and pinching his chin. “Uncle can’t use someone else?”
Jiao Bai observed the cat’s reaction.
The cat still had that noble and aloof look, but its tail was wagging happily.
So Jiao Bai smiled: “How should I put it? I just don’t like the feeling of being replaced.”
Qi Yi Liao was silent for a moment, his tone dark: “Ten times reading scriptures, nine times spacing out, even copying them is just muttering, I don’t know how you’re complaining in your heart, I didn’t know Xiao Bai wanted me to give me a long-term job.”
Jiao Bai: “…”
You have the nerve to mention it. Is what I’m doing called a job? This is selfless dedication. Others are paid by the minute, what about me? I’ve been working hard for half a year, and I haven’t gotten a single penny!
“Others have things that you don’t.” Qi Yi Liao scratched the soft flesh under his chin, smiling lightly. “You have things that others can’t get, be content, eh?”
Jiao Bai was speechless.
The next moment, he heard Qi Yi Liao say: “I’m not an employer, you’re not an employee, our transaction isn’t about money.”
Jiao Bai swallowed. That’s right, his transaction with the old pervert was different, he read books, and the other party gave him activity points.
The problem was, you should give them to me!
Jiao Bai took two steps back, breaking away from the hand on his chin, but he didn’t get wet in the rain. He was pulled back under the umbrella before he could get out.
“Where are you running?” Qi Yi Liao’s hand reached behind him, clasping the back of his neck. “Where’s the key? Didn’t you find it?”
The clothes on Jiao Bai’s back had gotten very wet while he was looking for the key, the fabric was clinging tightly to his skin, and he shivered: “That, um, Third Brother, should I call 119 for you?”
Qi Yi Liao nodded: “And then? You want Uncle to take out the cage and let the firefighters see it?”
Jiao Bai couldn’t imagine that scene, so he had to think of another trick: “Then let Zhang Zhen break it open for you. It’s metal, welded on, he’s strong, he can break it.”
Qi Yi Liao’s lips were still curved, and he explained calmly as if he were talking about someone else’s business: “One, he doesn’t know about it. Two, if he breaks it forcibly, Uncle will get hurt.”
“Heh.”
Qi Yi Liao chuckled softly in the young man’s ear, “Xiao Bai, do you want Uncle to die in pain?”
“…” Jiao Bai looked like he had given up on everything: “I’ve already lost the key, and I can’t find it either, so what do you say we do?”
“You did something wrong, and you’re still so arrogant, you’ve got quite the nerve.” Qi Yi Liao shook his head, turned him around, and pressed his damp jaw against the top of his soft hair. “Which direction did you throw the key?”
“That way.” Jiao Bai pointed it out to him. “I’ve searched everywhere.”
Qi Yi Liao held the umbrella in one hand and brought back the young man’s hand that was still outside the umbrella with the other: “Are you sure you’ve searched everywhere?”
“Sure, definitely, and…”
Jiao Bai hadn’t finished swearing when Qi Yi Liao’s voice came from above, two words, wrapped in the dignity of an upper-class person, but even more so with an innate gentlemanly demeanor.
“Lift your foot.” Qi Yi Liao said.
When Jiao Bai heard Qi Yi Liao tell him to do this, he guessed what it was. He quickly lifted his left foot to check.
Nothing.
He switched to his right foot.
He gasped, his face like a dirty palette splattered with paint, colorful and chaotic, but also wonderful.
The small key that he had been looking for for so long was embedded in the anti-slip grooves of the sole of his right shoe.
Really damn it.
As Jiao Bai’s face was filled with “what the hell,” the umbrella handle was stuffed into his hand, and a slender figure appeared in his downward vision.
He squatted down in front of him, holding his right ankle.
Qi Yi Liao rescued the small key from the young man’s shoe sole, but threw it into the grass. He raised his handsome eyebrows: “You threw it yourself, you pick it up yourself.”
Jiao Bai picked up the key with a dark face, casually wiping the mud off it on his pants.
Warm breath stuck to his ear, brushing against the fine hairs on his ear, and he stopped the action of hanging the key back on the key ring, freezing.
Qi Yi Liao slightly closed his eyes, his lips seeming to stick to it, his voice slow, magnetic and low, “Next time you dare to throw it again,”
Jiao Bai held his breath.
A nasal chuckle came into his ear, panting and bringing out three words, “Spank your hand.”
Jiao Bai: “…”
Spanking is spanking, why are you making it so erotic?
Jiao Bai came back to his senses, holding up the umbrella and catching up with Qi Yi Liao, who had walked into the rain alone. The two didn’t communicate any further, they just held one umbrella and returned to the hotel room side by side.
When Zhang Zhen saw them, it was like seeing a life-saving straw, and he quickly handed the elf over to Third Brother, pulling his brother to complain.
Jiao Bai learned a few pieces of information from Zhang Zhen.
The elf couldn’t speak. His actual age might be over twenty-five years old, and his physical characteristics had been suppressed and ravaged by drugs, forced to “transform” into a small, soft pet with great receptivity. His intelligence wasn’t high either, like the beasts at the bottom of the food chain on the prairie, he only knew how to please.
Moreover, he was male and female.
The last point brought a great shock to Jiao Bai, and he looked at the elf differently.
The elf was given a name by Zhang Zhen at random, Xiao Ling.
Perhaps because Qi Yi Liao had half of his mother’s blood, plus his aura of strength, Xiao Ling would approach and submit to him. He clung to Qi Yi Liao, clinging very tightly. As long as he didn’t see him for a short while, he would start to cry. The tears of a fairy, the mortals see and are heartbroken.
Qi Yi Liao worked, and the elf squatted under the table, his face rubbing against Qi Yi Liao’s legs.
Jiao Bai didn’t go over, he was watching TV in the sofa, holding a large bag of tomato-flavored potato chips, his teeth crunching loudly.
Zhang Zhen was originally recuperating in the room, but he couldn’t let go of his heart and came out, sitting next to Jiao Bai, taking a look at the study that was opening its door, and shouting: “Third Brother, is Xiao Ling your relative?”
Qi Yi Liao’s voice came from the study: “No.”
Zhang Zhen asked the next question in his heart, then is he going to be my sister-in-law?
Xiao Ling’s voice was good, he couldn’t speak, he wasn’t a relative, but Third Brother still kept him around.
Third Brother really had a lot of unusual things about him when it came to Xiao Ling. Zhang Zhen couldn’t help but think more.
Jiao Bai didn’t know what Zhang Zhen was thinking, he was pondering Qi Yi Liao’s reply. Since he wasn’t a relative, then Xiao Ling and Qi Yi Liao’s mother were either from the same clan, or from the same village.
Anyway, it was definitely from the same place. And it was very valuable.
Not long ago at the auction, Qi Yi Liao was originally leaning back in his seat, but as soon as the final product came out, he put down his crossed legs, leaned his upper body forward, and stared intently, his whole person changed.
Jiao Bai didn’t feel anything at the time, but now he guessed that it was the vitality that burst out from the dying person’s rotten bones.
This point could also be found as evidence on the white cat.
Although it was still being strangled by the neck, since Xiao Ling appeared, the death aura on his body had faded quickly.
Previously, Jiao Bai had speculated through the cemetery incident that the Qi family had a congenital genetic disease, and the probability of it being passed on to men was much greater than to women. Generally speaking, genetic diseases have a dormant period, and the onset requires an trigger, it may or may not occur in any year, or it may remain dormant forever. Qi Yi Liao’s “restraint” was to fight the illness, or not to give it an trigger.
After Xiao Ling’s appearance, Qi Yi Liao’s series of reactions could almost explain one point, Xiao Ling was useful to his health, very useful.
So,
According to this phenomenon, could it be inferred that Qi Yi Liao’s mother was used by his father for…
Then if Qi Yi Liao wanted to live longer, wouldn’t he have to be with Xiao Ling…
“Crack”
Jiao Bai broke the potato chip in half, half into his mouth, not wanting to swallow it down. He just wanted activity points, he didn’t want to dig deep into the dog blood of the previous generation of wealthy families.
Furthermore, he had already been dragged onto the same boat as Qi Yi Liao, and one day when Qi Yi Liao needed to vent, he would probably still play the secret sharing game with him.
Jiao Bai stuffed the unfinished potato chips into Zhang Zhen, got up and went to pour juice to drink.
His eyes glanced towards the study.
Qi Yi Liao was on the computer, and the elf was lying on the carpet next to him, his head touching his slippers.
Jiao Bai turned his footsteps and walked towards the study.
Seeming to sense a strange aura, the elf woke up all of a sudden, he shrank to Qi Yi Liao’s feet, biting his fingers and glaring at Jiao Bai at the door of the study, as if warning the bad guy who wanted to snatch his territory.
Jiao Bai sneered and walked away.
“Xiao Bai?” Qi Yi Liao called out.
Jiao Bai didn’t stop, he walked very fast, calling your father, died.
Even the cat didn’t look at him anymore! He was looking at that elf!
The white fluffy head was tilted towards that direction, the arc was so big, he wasn’t afraid that his neck would break directly.
Jiao Bai didn’t look at Qi Yi Liao’s avatar anymore.
Therefore, he didn’t realize that the cat glanced at the elf, and then went to look at Jiao Bai. Its attention only switched back and forth once, and then returned to Jiao Bai.
It rained for several days, and Jiao Bai stayed in the hotel for several days.
During this period, Qi Yi Liao and Zhang Zhen went out to do business. The elf couldn’t leave Qi Yi Liao, so he took it along.
When the rain stopped, the air was still so humid that you could wring water out of it. Jiao Bai wanted to go out, he had enough, he was bored, he wanted to change the environment.
Just as he was about to say goodbye to Qi Yi Liao and Zhang Zhen, a few people came.
The elf was wearing new clothes that normal people wear, his toes sticking to Qi Yi Liao’s heels, he didn’t look at anyone else, and in those eyes that weren’t stained by the world, there was only Qi Yi Liao.
Jiao Bai and Zhang Zhen stood together, turning their heads to look out the window. There were many trees outside the hotel, and the weather was clear, but it still felt stuffy, as expected, he was tired of staying.
“Go.” Qi Yi Liao’s gentle voice sounded not far away.
Jiao Bai didn’t look that way. These days, he was really haunted by the elf’s hostile eyes, as if his partner was going to be snatched away.
Zhang Zhen on the side exclaimed in surprise: “Why is he here too?”
Jiao Bai looked in the direction of Zhang Zhen’s gaze, and he saw Old Xiao. Jiao Bai immediately had a jolt, were those people all from the research institute?!
Soon, Jiao Bai’s guess was verified.
Old Xiao and others took the elf away.
“Third Brother, you sent him away?” Zhang Zhen was puzzled.
“If I don’t send him away, what am I keeping him for?” Qi Yi Liao closed the door. “The best place for a drug person is the research institute.”
Zhang Zhen thought about it and it made sense.
As for Third Brother’s attitude towards the elf, and the place he had arranged for him to go, whether it involved some secret matters of the Qi family, Zhang Zhen wasn’t curious, and he wouldn’t secretly investigate. His job was Third Brother’s personal safety.
As soon as Zhang Zhen turned his head, his brother and Third Brother weren’t in the living room, and the door to the study was closed.
Zhang Zhen: “…”
What’s going on recently, he always felt like something was weird.
“I want to play a game with you, the kind you played on the second floor underground.” Qi Yi Liao called Jiao Bai into the study, leaning against the desk, arching his back slightly to talk to him.
Jiao Bai glanced at him: “Let’s play.”
“Wait a minute.” Qi Yi Liao pinched the bridge of his nose with heavy hands. “Wait.”
Jiao Bai curled his lips: “Alright then. Tell me when you’re ready.”
Qi Yi Liao raised his eyelids with deep wrinkles. The young man’s lower lip was fleshy, with a very small gap in the middle, sometimes obvious, sometimes blurred.
“Have you been feeling unwell these days, how come you’re eating less?” He opened his mouth, his voice low and hoarse.
Jiao Bai was usually okay with listening to the old pervert’s human-like elder tone, but he felt annoyed at this time. He vaguely heard the elf’s heart-wrenching cries in his ears.
It was as if taking him away from Qi Yi Liao was such a cruel thing, they should be one, and no one could separate them.
“I’m not feeling unwell anywhere.” Jiao Bai said, belatedly realizing that his tone was wrong, rushing inexplicably, so he slowed down. “I want to go to the bar to drink.”
Qi Yi Liao’s posture changed from leaning against the desk to standing up: “Why do you suddenly want to go to the bar, and drink?”
“I’m bored.” Jiao Bai was too lazy to look up at the old pervert.
But Qi Yi Liao looked down at him for a long time.
Jiao Bai impatiently wanted to leave, Qi Yi Liao opened the door of the study over him, “A Zhen.”
Zhang Zhen responded and went over, and Third Brother sent him on an errand.
Take his brother to the bar.
Jiao Bai had been in this world for almost a year, and it was his first time going to a bar, and he was also taking his family with him.
Zhang old father didn’t let him drink, and asked for milk for him.
There was also a straw. For little babies to drink.
Jiao Bai was angry, and when he got angry, he sat down in front of the bar, ignoring Zhang Zhen, who was being flirted with by many people.
“Your brother is really popular.” The bartender said tentatively, and when he saw that the guest didn’t refute, he guessed that it was a pair of brothers, and he smiled. “He’s beautiful, pure, and very Man.”
Jiao Bai couldn’t help but feel proud: “That’s right.”
“You’re going to have a sister-in-law.” The bartender joked.
Jiao Bai glanced to the side. Zhang Zhen was like Tang Seng, surrounded by several men and women, reaching out to touch him.
Zhang Zhen wouldn’t hurt ordinary people for no reason, he just used his eyes to release cold air.
However, he had the most standard peach blossom eyes.
Without exaggeration, he looked at the murderer of his father with affection.
“Aren’t you coming to coax me, what are you doing sitting there?” Jiao Bai slapped the bar, looking extremely arrogant.
Zhang Zhen quickly pushed away the people who were rushing over with the smell of alcohol and perfume: “I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming to coax you.”
That group of people didn’t give up, and even more people were looking this way. The grade of this bar was mid-to-upper level, there were many high-quality prey, but not many, and tonight this beautiful woman was rare.
Jiao Bai sneered, spit out the straw in his mouth, and fell into Zhang Zhen’s arms.
Zhang Zhen frowned nervously: “What’s wrong?”
“I got dizzy from drinking milk.” Jiao Bai saw that Zhang Zhen was about to help him up, his face suddenly sank. “Hold me.”
Zhang Zhen had no choice but to hold him.
The men and women who wanted to flirt with him all retreated when they saw this scene. It was fulfilling to get the attention of someone who already had a partner, but it was just troublesome, it was better to enjoy the present.
Jiao Bai sat up straight and tugged at Zhang Zhen’s collar, which had a few more red lip prints on it: “Old Brother, you’re at least the boss of the Qi family’s thugs, is this it?”
Zhang Zhen was embarrassed: “In the past, I followed Third Brother to social events, and no one rushed at me.”
The occasions they went to weren’t of this kind, they all paid attention to rules.
Jiao Bai rolled his eyes: “Wait for me here.”
Zhang Zhen didn’t know why, he ordered a glass of ice wine, took a sip and rested for two minutes, filled with murderous intent. The bartender tried to chat with him several times, but he couldn’t succeed.
Jiao Bai brought back a lipstick, he hooked Zhang Zhen under the bar and quickly applied lipstick on Zhang Zhen’s Adam’s apple a few times.
“That’s it.”
When Zhang Zhen sat up, his phone rang, and he shouted into Jiao Bai’s ear: “Third Brother’s call, I’ll go out to answer it, don’t run around!”
Jiao Bai waved his hand, he asked the bartender for a glass of the bar’s best-selling wine.
The bartender did some fancy bartending, finished showing off, and he pushed the wine over: “You’re not brothers.”
“Are you checking my household registration?” Jiao Bai said coldly.
The bartender choked. Didn’t he just chat with him just now, why was he suddenly sarcastic, he was really moody.
While Jiao Bai was drinking, people came to him from time to time to launch flirtatious attacks.
It was okay if they were all men, but they were all bottoms.
He also didn’t understand.
“You’re a 0.5, right.” The bartender leaned over when he wasn’t busy and said, “You’re the second 0.5 I’ve met.”
Jiao, whose label·was inexplicably changed to 0.5, and who was completely 0·Bai: “…”
“The first one is the bar’s band lead singer. You came at the wrong time. He took a leave of absence today, otherwise you could have seen his style, especially the way he sings, his long hair is pulled to one side, hanging in front of his V-neck red dress, his hand resting on the microphone stand is painted with black nail polish, and a cigarette is held between his fingers…” The bartender’s expression when describing him wasn’t lewd, it was just pure admiration. “He’s a fiery beauty who likes to wear women’s clothes.”
Jiao Bai choked on a mouthful of colorful wine.
0.5 was Little Chili Jiang Yan, right, right, right. The last time they met at Lanmo Mansion last year, he revealed that he was in North City.
Jiao Bai suppressed his excitement: “That kind of person is very popular in bars.”
“Of course.” The bartender said hello to his colleague, and continued, “If he didn’t come, your brother would have been abducted by him.”
“He’s never failed to do business, as long as he wants to.” The bartender smiled ambiguously.
The bar’s background music changed, softly and gently, and Jiao Bai’s volume also decreased accordingly, appearing very heavy: “Do business?”
“Yes.” The bartender’s face, which wasn’t bad, showed a bit of suspected depression. “He’s demanding, he looks at faces, figures, and the money in his pockets. All three must be met, and if one isn’t up to par, it won’t work.”
Jiao Bai could imagine Jiang Yan’s boldness and wantonness, living like an iron rose under the scorching sun, indestructible.
But at this time, the bartender’s tone changed slightly, with a bit of helpless pity between the lines: “He’s also a miserable person, his father left a lot of debt and committed suicide, his mother ran away with someone, he has to pay off the debt, and he has to take care of his younger brother who has a mental disability.”
Jiao Bai slowly sat up from the bar.
Could it be… Everything Jiang Yan said to him at Lanmo Mansion was true.
He gave Jiang Yan two million back then.
Jiang Yan was out doing business again, it seemed like it wasn’t enough.
“Doesn’t his band make money?” Jiao Bai took a sip of wine.
“What does it make? How many people who play music can support their families, aren’t they all losing money? His band is supported by him.” The bartender finished speaking and went to work.
Jiao Bai was stunned.
“Broken Wings” didn’t enrich Jiang Yan’s storyline much. His existence was the most colorful stroke in the entire manga, running through Shen Ji’s youth to middle age.
As for Jiang Yan’s family background, it wasn’t mentioned. His dreams, music, weren’t mentioned at all.
In the manga, the first half of his scenes were for Shen Ji’s body, and the second half was to send out a heart. It only revolved around Shen Ji, and didn’t write about him at all.
Jiao Bai really didn’t expect that Jiang Yan’s money for selling himself was divided into three parts.
One part was to pay off debts, one part was to take care of his younger brother, and the other part was to support his dreams.
Jiao Bai drank the last bit of wine in his glass, and he suddenly felt a surge of hot blood, wanting to grab Jiang Yan and ask: Is the body more valuable, or are dreams more valuable?
How would Jiang Yan answer? He would probably laugh so hard that he would fall back and forth, and then whisper in my ear: They’re both broken.
Jiao Bai sighed. This wine had a bit of a high proof, and it had eroded his sanity. Where did he usually get so many emotions.
There was a commotion at the entrance of the bar.
Jiao Bai looked over, supporting his head, and a group of men in suits and sunglasses came in, quickly clearing the bar.
In early manga, this level of posturing was just a sprinkle of water, no big deal.
He just didn’t know, where was this bucket of dog blood going to be poured? Jiao Bai finished thinking in the previous second, and in the next second, he slid off the high stool.
Damn it, the dog blood was coming for him, it was going to be poured on his head.
The person carrying the bucket was Old Shen Dog, self-produced and self-sold.
Shen Ji had one arm in a sling, his face was a lot thinner, and the stubble on his chin hadn’t been cleaned up. The traces of the thirty-eight years he had lived were heavier between his eyebrows than before he came here. He stood at the door, looking at Jiao Bai with a cold, even resentful gaze.
There was more movement outside, this time it was Zhang Zhen, who Skip and barged in with a gun.
Jiao Bai walked towards the door.
Shen Ji raised his hand, and the people under him fought with Zhang Zhen.
Jiao Bai’s walk turned into a run, and Shen Ji hugged him with one hand, letting him pinch, grab, and curse, but he wouldn’t let go, his arms were like iron tongs holding him.
Shen Ji’s injured hand was pulled and pried, but he didn’t change his expression, and knocked Jiao Bai unconscious.
After that, he breathed a sigh of relief, cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and blood had already appeared on the gauze.
On the way here, the car encountered a mudslide, he injured his hand, and he was stuck in the countryside, delaying him for a few days, otherwise he would have already put a small tag on the puppy in Nancheng.
That was what he had custom-made after he smashed Lanmo Mansion in West City.
A small gold tag engraved with the word “Shen”.
Shen Ji walked out with the puppy in his arms, the sound of bullets being loaded rang out behind him, but he didn’t stop, paying no attention.
A bullet hit in front of his feet, almost grazing his leather shoes.
“Let go of my brother!” Zhang Zhen approached with a gun, his cheekbones bruised, and the corner of his mouth was broken, but the bodyguards who had fought with him hadn’t gotten up yet.
Shen Ji’s expression was cold and heavy: “Little Zhang, you’re pointing your gun at me, have you thought about the consequences? Didn’t your master teach you to think twice before you act?”
Zhang Zhen’s eyes were fierce: “As long as I have a breath left, don’t even think about taking him away.”
Shen Ji heard something so funny: “I’m taking my wife away, it’s reasonable and legal.”
Zhang Zhen frowned: “You divorced a long time ago.”
“I said we didn’t divorce, then we didn’t divorce.” Shen Ji’s powerful aura spread out, high above, arrogant and cold.
Zhang Zhen wasn’t someone who could talk well, and now he just wanted to feed Shen Ji bullets, but obviously he couldn’t be so impulsive, he was a member of the Qi family, but not really a member of the Qi family.
Third Brother still had to come forward.
Zhang Zhen asked after a long time: “You get to decide if you get married, and you get to decide if you get divorced. At the end of last year, the Old Madam even used him to exchange for Shen Young Master, causing him to almost lose his life in the deep sea. Do you think your Shen family is where he wants to go?”
“He doesn’t have to stay in the old house, there are plenty of properties for him to choose from.” Shen Ji held the child in his arms, dragging the puppy in front of him with one hand.
Zhang Zhen’s hand holding the gun stiffened: “You don’t even like him, why won’t you let him go?”
Shen Ji sneered coldly: “I don’t like him?”
The next moment, Shen Ji shouted towards the outside of the bar, “Chen Yiming, you say.”
Chen Yiming really wanted to become invisible on the spot, he dawdled into the bar, meeting Zhang Zhen’s extremely serious gaze: “The Chairman really has feelings for Young Master Bai.”
Zhang Zhen didn’t believe a word, there was something special, but what kind of love was it? He hadn’t been in a relationship before, but he knew that love wasn’t like this, it shouldn’t be harmful.
“What about the bunch of people you keep?” Zhang Zhen retorted.
Chen Yiming said: “Those are two different things.”
“Two different things?” Zhang Zhen showed a row of white teeth, his peach blossom eyes full of irony. “Ask anyone on the street, is this two different things?”
Chen Yiming wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, he could handle Zhang Zhen easily, but the Chairman’s feelings were indeed untenable.
Moreover, he didn’t want the Chairman to take Jiao Bai away at all.
The Chairman’s backyard was chaotic enough.
“Chairman Shen, look, even your most capable assistant can’t answer.” Zhang Zhen said, “Your love is just your personal idea, it’s power, pure possession, and even more a self-inflicted emotion that you can’t afford to lose.”
This was the best speech Zhang Zhen had ever given in his life, and he was stalling for Third Brother.
How could Shen Ji not see through Zhang Zhen’s calculations, a few changes appeared on his cold expression: “Your Third Brother can’t come.”
Zhang Zhen’s breath hitched: “You did something to my Third Brother?”
Shen Ji didn’t show any embarrassment from being exposed, nor did he feel guilty about ambushing his old friend of many years: “If he didn’t have any ideas about my people, how could I…”
The rest of the words were interrupted by a scream.
“Qi… Chairman Qi…”
Chen Yiming at the door didn’t look like he had seen a ghost when he saw the person who came, the people the Chairman sent out weren’t going to kill Chairman Qi, they just wanted to delay him so that he could take Jiao Bai away.
The Qi family was Fall, and it was harmful and not beneficial to the Shen family.
The Chairman was someone who would weigh the pros and cons, he wouldn’t make this kind of mistake.
The reason why Chen Yiming was surprised was because Chairman Qi was carrying a cold noodle dish, and the garlic smell was too strong, stinging his nose.
Qi Yi Liao was here.
Unlike Shen Ji, who had brought a group of people, Qi Yi Liao had come alone, and the only person he had was Zhang Zhen, who had always been there.
There wasn’t much emotion on Shen Ji’s face: “It’s good that you’re here. I’ll take the person away, and that’s the end of it.”
“Old Shen, you’ve misunderstood the essence.” Qi Yi Liao said indifferently, “I’ve never restrained him.”
Qi Yi Liao looked at the young man who was lying on Shen Ji’s shoulder, his eyes closed: “Going, or staying, it’s always been his own will.”
Shen Ji’s face was as if he had been slapped, and his eyes were icy.
“He’s an adult, he can be responsible for his own words and actions.” Qi Yi Liao sighed. “A Zhen, go wake Xiao Bai up.”
Zhang Zhen hadn’t taken a step yet when Shen Ji swept his gaze over, and all of his people aimed their guns at Qi Yi Liao.
Shen Ji’s command revealed one point.
That was—he knew very well that the person in his arms rejected and hated him, and would never go with him.
But he was still determined to take the person away, to take him away by force.