After her death, the crazy boss killed all the villains and committed suicide

"Pray for the scenery,"

A middle-aged woman with a gentle appearance and red and swollen eyes got up from the sofa and walked quickly to Qi Jing.

"Auntie, please, please save Xiaojian, okay?"

Qi Jing crossed his long legs, leaned lazily against the back of the chair, and curled his lips at Fang Qing.

"He offended Jing Ci, not me. You asked the wrong person for help."

"You are on good terms with the Lu family member, he will definitely give you face. As long as you ask, he will be willing to release Xiao Jian."

Fang Qing's eyes became redder and his voice became even lower.

"Auntie, please."

Qi Jing watched with interest but said nothing.

Qi Shuwen looked at his son's indifferent expression, frowned, stood up from the sofa, walked to Fang Qing, and spoke with dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Qi Jing, don't forget that Xiao Jian is your younger brother."

"My brother is dead,"

The curve of Qi Jing's mouth faded a little, and his gaze turned to Qi Shuwen, his dark eyes full of ridicule.

"He died twenty-two years ago."

Qi Shuwen's elegant and handsome face looked grim, the veins on his forehead twitched, and he pointed at Qi Jing and was about to step forward.

"you--"

"Okay, Shuwen,"

Fang Qing quickly hugged Qi Shuwen's arm, and with red eyes, he consoled him softly.

"Don't make Xiao Jing angry at this time."

Make him angry?

Qi Jing's smile deepened as he watched the scene in front of him, his eyes cold without a trace of emotion.

"Xiao Jing, if you have any anger, just vent it on Auntie. As long as you are willing to save Xiao Jian, anything is fine!"

Fang Qing looked at Qi Jing, his eyes full of pleading.

"is it?"

The smile on Qi Jing's lips deepened, and a hint of amusement appeared on his delicate and handsome face.

"I want you to take that bastard, get out of the Qi family, and leave Kyoto. How about that?"

Fang Qing didn't expect Qi Jing to say that, and he stood there in a daze.

"Qi Jing, you're going too far. Is this what I taught you?!"

"You didn't teach me, you taught Qi Jian,"

Qi Jing seemed to have suddenly thought of something interesting. He sat up straight and looked at Qi Shuwen.

"There is a way to save Qi Jian, do you want to hear it?"

Hearing this, Mr. Qi, who had been dozing with his eyes closed, opened his eyes.

Fang Qing looked at Qi Shuwen pleadingly.

"Shuwen——"

Qi Shuwen really wanted to say no, but when he thought of his little son who was in Lu Jingci's hands, he clenched his fists and swallowed his anger.

"any solution?"

"If a son is not taught well, it is the fault of his father. Qi Jian has become what he is now because of you."

Qi Jing raised his narrow and long phoenix eyes slightly, looked into Qi Shuwen's eyes and spoke word by word.

"As long as you are willing to kneel down for a day at the Lu family to apologize on behalf of Qi Jian, I believe that Jing Ci will be willing to show mercy for the sake of our Qi family."

Fang Qing was the first to react. He clenched his teeth and looked at Qi Jing with a gloomy look in his eyes.

"Shuwen, don't be angry, Xiaojing..."

He obviously wanted to find an excuse to exonerate Qi Jing, but he couldn't find one.

"I'm going to teach you a lesson today, you rebellious son!"

Qi Shuwen was so angry that he grabbed Qi Jing's collar and was about to hit him.

Qi Jing looked up at Qi Shuwen, a vague chuckle emanating from his chest.

Just then, an old and deep voice sounded.

"Okay, stop it now,"

Old Master Qi looked at Qi Shuwen with a solemn expression.

"You're getting more and more impatient. Sit back down."

He didn't say anything just now, but as soon as he opened his mouth he started to defend Qi Jing.

Fang Qing clenched his hands at his sides into fists.

Qi Shuwen couldn't bear this either.

"dad--"

"how?"

Mr. Qi narrowed his eyes and spoke in a low, slow voice with a hint of pressure.

"I'm old, and my words are useless?"

“…That’s not what I meant.”

Qi Shuwen clenched his jaw, but finally let go of Qi Jing's hand and sat back on the sofa with an angry face.

Fang Qing opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

Old Master Qi raised his eyes and looked at her calmly.

"You sit back down too."

"Yes,"

Fang Qing didn't dare to disobey Mr. Qi, so she bit her lip and sat back.

Qi Jing slowly straightened his collar which was wrinkled by Qi Shuwen. His handsome face was full of indifference, as if he didn't care what happened.

Old Man Qi looked at Qi Jing.

"Tell me what you want."

Qi Jing paused, and when he looked at Old Man Qi, his rebellious and delicate face showed a little more obedience.

“Grandpa, it’s not about what I want, it’s about what Jing Ci wants.”

Grandpa Qi looked at his eldest grandson, his deep eyes sharp enough to see through everything.

After a long while, he slowly spoke, his tone was low and unfathomable.

"Then go ask that kid from the Lu family what he wants in order to let Xiaojian go."

Fang Qing stared at Qi Jing and slowly tightened the hand on his knees.

Qi Shuwen was drinking tea, suppressing his anger.

Qi Jing took in the expressions of the two men before looking back at Old Man Qi and speaking slowly.

"it is good."

Fang Qing breathed a sigh of relief, then hurriedly spoke when he thought of what he had heard.

"And Xiaojing, let Lu Jingci talk to you nicely if you have anything to say. Xiaojian has been in poor health since he was a child. If..."

"I can't decide what Jingci does, or rather, no one can decide,"

Qi Jing interrupted Fang Qing, picked up the tea that had already gone cold and took a sip, frowned, and looked at the person behind Grandpa Qi.

"Uncle You, this green tea is old and astringent, disgusting, it's time to change it,"

As he spoke, he looked towards Fang Qing with his narrow and long eyes, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth was not concealed at all.

Uncle You: ...

Should I accept this or not?

The rage in Fang Qing's heart made it almost impossible for him to breathe, but thinking of his son who was still in Lu Jingci's hands, he could only swallow his anger and pretend that he didn't understand anything.

Anyway, it won’t be long.

Thinking of this, a hint of resentment flashed in her lowered eyes.

Qi Shuwen was still immersed in anger and didn't notice it.

"Well, it's getting late, let's go now,"

Mr. Qi spoke with a serious expression.

"Old You, send him out."

"Yes,"

Butler You nodded and walked out from behind Mr. Qi.

"Then I'm leaving."

Qi Jing turned and left without even glancing at Qi Shuwen and Fang Qing.

Butler You followed closely behind.

After leaving the main courtyard, he spoke with a worried look on his face.

"Master, you don't look well. Are you feeling unwell? Have you seen a doctor?"

"In this Qi family, you are the only one with the best eyesight,"

Qi Jing looked lazy and his tone was still nonchalant.

"Don't worry, the damned one is not dead yet, I can't die."

This kid!!

Uncle You looked around nervously and wiped the cold sweat from his head.

Qi Jing was amused by Uncle You's actions and waved his hand.

"Go back, I'm leaving."

Uncle You didn't say anything, but continued to follow behind. He watched him get into the car and sighed deeply in his heart.

It was obvious that the younger master had done something wrong and offended someone, but instead of blaming him, the master and mistress pressured the older master.