Dangerous old Gong spoils me too much

Youthful cool-toned skin tones may not look true in dim light.

From a short distance away, Qi Xiao suddenly heard Wen Shichu's soft laughter.

Ah.

"Mr. Qi, in your eyes, if Ruan Ruan is not my own, isn't it considered my child? Ruan Ruan has lived with me for so long, and some things, even if they were wrongly hugged as you said, That’s already been right.”

Qi Xiao said coldly: "I know you won't be able to accept this for a while, but think about it, how many years has this child tortured you? Back then you chose to get rid of it, and now you are a talented student who is about to graduate from Emperor Ying, let alone There will be such shitty things as the child being transferred later, and the mistakenly treating other people's children as treasures for three years."

"Hey..." Wen Shichu raised his head and sighed deeply. The sky without stars and moon was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything.

Qi Xiao was born in a privileged environment, a pampered man like him would never understand some things.

"Ruanruan is never a burden."

That is the only light in the youth's life.

"That's all I said. Today, it's impossible to let you go out. If you don't listen, don't blame me for telling the people from the Metropolitan Police Department to stop the search."

Qi Xiao folded his hands, his eyes were cold and majestic.

No one has ever challenged his authority.

Wen Shichu's body trembled slightly, and gradually became quiet again.

There is no parent who would not go crazy looking for a lost child. The young man tried his best to suppress the crazy emotion and locked him tightly with iron chains, so that his heart was almost out of breath.

Wen Shichu took out the pink rabbit from his pocket, which was given to him by the little guy.

"I see, I listen to you."

Wen Shichu suppressed a wave of emotion in his eyes, lowered his head, and pushed Qi Xiao into the villa.

In the dark night, Wen Shichu was lying on the bed, and the man beside him was already asleep, hugging him domineeringly from behind.

Wen Shichu didn't dare to close his eyes, so he just stared at the dark light in the gap between the curtains, from late night to dawn.

At dawn, Wen Shichu felt sticky in his palms, and when he opened them, his nails had already pinched the palms all over the place, sinking into the flesh, and the blood coagulated into sticky clots.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, Qi Xiao got up on time, and after breakfast, he remembered what happened to Wen Shichu.

"This is the internal number of the Metropolitan Police Department. If you have any questions, you can call this number."

Qi Xiao threw down a business card and left the villa.

"Morning, Mr. Qi." Jiang Ming had already driven the car outside the villa and waited, with a smile on his face, he suddenly found that his boss had dark circles under his eyes this morning, and panicked.

Could it be the young couple quarreling?

Just as Jiang Ming was imagining, he saw Qi Xiao lock the wrought iron gate outside the villa with a lock.

"President Qi, this is..." Jiang Ming felt faintly uneasy.

"He needs to be calm." Qi Xiao didn't change his face.

From a man's point of view, searching like a headless chicken like Wen Shichu is useless at all. It's better to stay there and wait for the answer from the Metropolitan Police Department.

"But, but..." Jiang Ming knew Qi Xiao's temper, so he didn't dare to refute Qi Xiao face to face. In the end, he had no choice but to pretend that he was dumb, and obediently helped Qi Xiao into the car without asking any more questions.

The car engine started and drove slowly.

One second before the car was about to turn right, Jiang Ming saw one by one in the rear mirror.

Wen Shichu stood in front of the wrought iron gate, holding the railing of the wrought iron gate with bloodstained hands, shaking it non-stop.

He wants to go out.

The car was driving normally between the roads, and when it encountered a red light, it temporarily stopped between the trains.

"Mr. Qi, didn't you sleep well last night? Why don't you get a thin quilt when you arrive at the company later? The weather will turn cold in a few months. I'm afraid the thin blanket in your office will cover you up." Catch a cold."

Jiang Ming seemed to mention it unintentionally, with a relaxed tone.

Qi Xiao looked out of the car window, his deep eyes were indifferent.

"I locked him up for his own good. I lost it softly. He is too impulsive now, so I let him calm down." Qi Xiao heard what Jiang Ming was trying to do by talking so meanderingly.

Or he just wanted to take the opportunity to go back to the villa to get a thin blanket, so that he could release Wen Shichu.

"Cough... Mr. Qi, I didn't mean that, I really think about you." Jiang Ming refused to admit it on the surface, but was extremely shocked in his heart:

[Is he/mother still a human?The cub is lost, and you still lock him up, and you still say what kind of shit is for the good of others? 】

Jiang Ming complained wildly in his heart.

"Then you go and buy a quilt later, you don't need to go back and get it."

Jiang Ming smiled on the surface: "Good Mr. Qi."

After sending Qi Xiao to the company, Jiang Ming simply instructed the subordinates to finish the work at hand, then rushed to the building next door, and bought a quilt as quickly as possible.

The way Wen Shichu was holding on to the railing and swaying feebly at the end was still lingering in his mind. Jiang Ming was really worried, so he drove to the villa secretly.

At the entrance of the villa, Wen Shichu was trying to reach the lock outside through the narrow gap with his hand, holding a wire in the other hand.

There are barbs on the wrought-iron railings, and it is impossible to climb out, so I can only find a way to pick the lock.

"Mr. Wen, this is..."

When Wen Shichu saw Jiang Ming, he stopped trying to reach the lock, because the gap between the railings was too narrow, and four fingers were stuck in the middle, which was already a little red and swollen.

"Are you here to monitor me for Qi Xiao?" Wen Shichu exerted a lot of strength, and finally pulled his hand out from the gap in the railing, and a light blood mark was torn off the skin of his finger.

"I'm just a little worried. I'll come back to see for President Qi...Mr. Wen, what's wrong with your hand?" Jiang Ming's eyes fell on Wen Shichu's hand holding the wire.

Although it has been wrapped with gauze, bright red blood can still be seen through the gauze.

"Accidentally fell, it's just scratched." Wen Shichu replied with a blank expression: "Why, are you going to report to Qi Xiao?"

"No, Boss Qi didn't know I was back, I heard that Ruan Ruan lost it?"

"You said just now that you came to see me for Qi Xiao, why are you saying that Qi Xiao didn't know you were back?" Wen Shichu smiled mechanically.

Jiang Ming was suddenly speechless, not knowing how to answer.

The weather today was fine and the sun was lazily shining, but through a layer of wrought iron gates, Jiang Ming could still see Wen Shichu's pale face, as well as the harmless but inexplicably terrifying eyes.

"Anyway, Boss Qi doesn't know I'm coming back. If you want to come out, just throw me the wire and I'll pick the lock for you."

Wen Shichu looked at the wire in his hand, indifferent.

"Such a big villa can't have only one wire. Are you afraid that if I take it away, I will return it to you?"

It seemed that what Jiang Ming said made sense, Wen Shichu finally passed the wire to Jiang Ming through the gap.

Jiang Ming bent the wire into a loop and inserted it into the keyhole. Within 2 minutes, the lock clicked and opened.

When the door opened, Wen Shichu's eyes, which were as calm as stagnant water, finally showed some waves.

"Thank you." Wen Shichu picked up his backpack, which contained a soft coat, snacks, water, and some commonly used medicines.

"Don't tell Boss Qi that I've been back, or I'll lose my job." After doing this, Jiang Ming felt that he was going crazy, and turned his elbow outward.

"Okay." Wen Shichu forced a smile, turned around, and trotted away without looking back.

As soon as Wen Shichu left, Jiang Ming's phone rang.

It was Qi Xiao calling.

"What about people? It takes so long to buy a quilt? Huh?"

"Mr. Qi, I'm picky about this quilt. Do you want the pattern of big red flowers or small broken green flowers? Or the pattern of Tianshan white lotus?"

From the other end of the phone came Qi Xiao's non-breathing reprimand for a minute.

"Okay, I know Mr. Qi, black, don't want any small flowers, I, I, I will go back!"

Jiang Ming hurried back.

In the huge CEO's office, Qi Xiao was quickly flipping through the documents in his hand, and signed them with a straight pen.

Knowing that it was Jiang Ming who came, Qi Xiao didn't raise his head, his magnetic voice was a little cold: "Where's Wen Shichu? Let it go?"

Jiang Ming was flying with one foot in the air, and his whole body froze in place for an instant.

"What Wen Shichu? Mr. Qi, I just bought you a quilt."

The back of Jiang Ming's neck felt cold and dripped with cold sweat, but he still pretended to be calm, and put the black quilt on the sofa for rest as if nothing had happened.

After Qi Xiao finished signing another document, he put down his pen, his cold eyes made Jiang Ming stand upright, not daring to move.

"Do you really think I'm stupid? It's only June now, how come it will be three months after the weather turns completely cold, and buy a quilt now when it's cold after three months?" Qi Xiao said straight away.

"I, I, I, I, I was wrong, Boss Qi! I have a boss and a cat, and I will never dare again!" After Jiang Ming finished his oath, seeing that Qi Xiao hadn't spoken, he said weakly:

"Actually...Actually, I'm worried. Wen Shichu has been locked up all the time. It's not good if he is crazy. It's better to let him go out for a run, and he can vent. After all, he is a child who has lived together for three years. Even if he knows that he is not My dear, I'm sure I'm also worried..."

"Since we all know that there is no blood relationship, why bother?" Qi Xiao suddenly asked.

This has touched the blind spot of men's knowledge. Since there is no blood relationship, why bother, no matter how you care, it is just raising children for others, and the gain outweighs the loss.

"Ah?" Jiang Ming scratched his head, and found that Qi Xiao would not understand if he explained it with normal people's thinking, so he tried to say: "This is not necessarily true, my cat was not born by me, nor did I have any cats." Blood relationship, if it is lost, I will definitely look for it everywhere."

Qi Xiao frowned slightly.

He never liked cats and dogs, but his younger brother Qi Mingrui liked it very much.

A few years ago, a dog raised by Qi Mingrui passed away and died. Qi Mingrui was sad for a long time and even fell seriously ill.

Qi Xiao will feel distressed because of Qi Mingrui, but he doesn't understand why Qi Mingrui is so sad for an irrelevant pet.

Seeing that Qi Xiao was thinking, Jiang Ming said, "Mr. Qi, think again, if one day you find out that Master Mingrui is not your real brother, you...will die just because he is not your real brother." ?"

and he happened to be missing

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