President Daddy, you have to be good

Qin Weiqian looked at her mobile phone page, and found that in the chat box with Qi Ziheng, he was always in the state of typing, but Qin Weiqian waited for a full 10 minutes, and he did not send a message.

Qin Weiqian didn't know what happened to Qi Ziheng, so she assumed that he was asleep.

This night, she didn't sleep very well. She woke up early the next morning. After changing her clothes, she was about to go downstairs to find something to eat. When she opened the door, she was shocked by the man standing at the door.

"Why are you here?" Qin Wei asked in astonishment.

Qi Ziheng rubbed his tired eyes, said morning and asked, "Are you hungry, what do you want to eat this morning? I'll take you out to eat."

"You didn't sleep last night?" Qin Weiqian asked.

Qi Ziheng didn't speak.

Qin Weiqian: "You shouldn't be guarding my door all the time, are you?"

"Almost." He replied.

Qin Weiqian roughly guessed why Qi Ziheng stayed up all night and guarded the door. She was actually quite uncomfortable, and said, "You are also like this, and I will only feel more stressed, do you understand?"

"I didn't ask you to pay anything for me, I just wanted to guard you." Qi Ziheng's voice was very calm, and his tired face could not express the sadness.

"Go back after breakfast, don't come here again, I will take care of myself." Qin Weiqian said.

Qi Ziheng did not agree.

Qin Wei raised her head and looked at him: "Did you hear what I told you?"

"I heard." Qi Ziheng nodded.

Qin Weiqian said, "And then?"

"As long as you stay in the Feng family for one day, I will stay here for one day." Qi Ziheng suddenly felt a little grateful for his status at this time, because he called Feng Jiuci "Uncle Nine", so the people in the Feng family would not drive him away .

Qi Ziheng also ate breakfast at Feng's house.

Everyone could feel that the people at the table were very strange, but everyone pretended to be dumb in silence. After all, this kind of thing is not something worth publicizing.

Old Madam Feng was sitting next to Doudou, she only had Doudou in her eyes, she was always picking up food for the little guy, she was afraid that Doudou would be starved.

Sitting next to Qin Weiqian, Qi Ziheng also picked up some food for her, saying, "This meat is very good, you can have a taste."

"Thank you." Qin Wei thanked lightly, and took a sip carefully: "The taste is indeed not bad."

Qi Ziheng smiled and said, "Then eat more."

"You don't need to pinch me, I'll do it myself." Qin Wei was slightly embarrassed.

Old Madam Feng couldn't help but look at her son more, and found that Feng Jiuci was actually very calm, eating breakfast expressionlessly and not paying attention to Qin Weiqian and Qi Ziheng's ambiguous behavior at all... …

No wonder you can't get a wife...

It's hard to find a girl I like, and if this goes on, the girl will fly away.

Old Madam Feng was quite disappointed with Feng Jiuci, but she didn't say anything after all.

After breakfast, Feng Jiuci threw the car keys to Qin Weiqian and asked her to drive, completely commanding her.

Qi Ziheng saw all this, and when Qin Weiqian walked away, he said, "Uncle Jiu, can you be gentle when you talk to Qianqian? She's just a girl, and she's no longer your personal assistant." Now, do you think you are a big man ordering her a girl?"

Feng Jiuci said: "My woman, I am happy."

"You..." Qi Ziheng was so angry that his face was ashen, he suppressed the anger in his stomach, and said, "Qianqian is not your woman."

"I said she is what she is." Feng Jiuci was still so domineering.

Qi Ziheng said: "How much money does she owe you, I can pay you back, 1000 million? Or 2000 million?"

The man chuckled: "This is between me and her. It has nothing to do with you. If you have this spare time, you might as well go back to the company and think about how the land you bought for more than 50 billion yuan will end up."

Qi Ziheng said: "This is my company's business, don't worry about Uncle Jiu."

"Since you don't need it, what are you talking about here?" Feng Jiuci asked back.

Qi Ziheng said: "You know what I mean. Qianqian is my woman. She has been with me since the beginning of her love affair. She and I are childhood sweethearts. Uncle Jiu doesn't think he came out halfway to snatch his own nephew. Is the girlfriend too much?"

He questioned word by word.

He was angry, dissatisfied, and still didn't understand.

Qi Ziheng didn't know why, he believed in Feng Jiuci so much, but Feng Jiuci wanted to treat him like this, towards a woman he wanted to hold in his palm and dote on him, he felt resentful in his heart.

These resentments are enough to make them turn against each other.

Essentially, Qi Ziheng didn't want to break up with Feng Jiuci, and both of them would be criticized, so he hoped that one of them would back down.

But Feng Jiuci's temperament is used to doing his own way, and he is used to trapping the woman he likes by his side.

Feng Jiuci didn't care what Feng Jiuci said at all, he just said: "She can only be my woman from now on."

"Why?" Qi Ziheng asked.

Feng Jiuci casually patted his wrinkled sleeves with his slender hands, and said, "I don't like my things being touched by others."

"Qianqian is not a thing." Qi Ziheng retorted.

Feng Jiuci: "I said she is her. Ah Heng, you are still young, I will find a time to ask your father out to discuss your marriage. There are many famous ladies and daughters in Yuncheng, just pick one and marry him." It's better for you to be on the right person than guarding Qin Weiqian."

"What if I say I only want her?" Qi Ziheng asked back.

Feng Jiuci didn't speak, and took out a cigarette lazily, lit it, shook the ash, threw it on the ground, stomped it out, stepped on the pair of high-end black leather shoes, and left.

Is it gone?

Qi Ziheng looked at the back of the man leaving, and the hand beside him was tightly clenched into a fist.

It is absolutely impossible for him to give up the woman he likes to others, not even his ninth uncle.

Qi Ziheng drove away angrily.

Qin Weiqian always felt what Feng Jiuci and Qi Ziheng said, and asked, "Did you mention me just now?"

"Yes." Feng Jiuci did not deny it.

Qin Weiqian said, "Qi Ziheng asked me something?"

"I didn't ask, I just wanted to get back together with you." Feng Jiuci got into the car, closed his eyes and rested.

Qin Weiqian didn't know why Feng Jiuci was so calm, he said "oh" and didn't speak anymore.

Feng Jiuci: "Why don't you ask?"

"Nothing to ask." Qin Weiqian said as she started the car.

Feng Jiuci said: "Don't you want to know the result?"

"You don't need to think about it to know that you can't agree. What else is there to ask?" She stepped on the accelerator, and the car jumped up and drove out of the gate of Feng's house.

Feng Jiuci said: "What do you think, let him have nothing? Or let him disappear forever..."

Qin Weiqian's hand holding the steering wheel froze, and she quickly recovered and said, "He is your nephew."

"Anyone who tries to take you away will end badly."

Qin Weiqian: "What about me?"

"You? Ha!" Feng Jiuci smiled softly: "If you want to be a prisoner's vent tool, I can help you."