The entertainment industry boss is the supreme god

Chapter 164 The Jade Wrench He Sent

Song Nanfei died.

Ming Qingyun wiped her hands with a paper towel, and stared at the fire in the distance.

The people he brought quietly cleaned up the mess behind him.

The snipers on the tall buildings have long been under control, their hands are coming and going, the ground is dripping with blood, the door is covered with plasma, and the bullets fired are scattered on the ground, mixed with dust, blood, and flesh residue.

Qin Ling came from the front: "Mr. Ming, everyone outside is under control."

Ming Qingyun nodded: "Where is Miss?"

Qin Ling said: "My lord got into the car, she took Fang's family to the hospital for examination first."

Ming Qingyun threw the paper away and said with her hands behind her back, "Got it."

Cheng Hongjun came over: "Where's the Cheng family?"

Before coming, he also notified the Cheng family, but until now there was no one.

Qin Ling moved his lips and said, "I contacted Mrs. Cheng, she heard that our lord was present, so she said..."

Qin Ling glanced at him, and then continued: "Ms. Cheng said that you are beside our lord, she is very relieved. I will not send rescuers, let us rescue you by the way."

Cheng Hongjun: "..."

Ming Qingyun didn't have the intention to stay for a long time, so he stepped up to leave, and told Qin Ling: "You stay here, and someone will take care of the mess in the future."

Qin Ling Su Rong: "Yes!"

Cheng Hongjun followed behind and waved his hands: "I'm with you."

Ming Qingyun suddenly stopped.

Cheng Hongjun didn't understand, so he asked, "What?"

Ming Qingyun stared at his hand, there was a flash of light between the clenched fingers.

Involuntarily, Ming Qingyun grabbed his wrist and lifted it up, opened his palm, and laid a jade finger on the palm.

Inadvertently, he clenched his palm tightly, the jade wrench finger was delicate and exquisite in his hand, and the surrounding skin was flushed.

Cheng Hongjun didn't recover.

And Ming Qingyun lowered her eyes: "Why are Miss's things in your hands?"

……

Fang Wenshu is fine.

After a complete physical examination in the hospital, Fang Wenning finally let go of her restless heart.

The back of her head was knocked down, but the problem was not serious, and the deep brain was not damaged. After the doctor made the diagnosis, she was allowed to rest for two days, and she was prescribed painkillers and sedatives for fear of worry.

After confirming her safety, Fang Wenning returned to her sneering state, and put her on the hospital bed to recuperate with a cold face, preventing her from running around.

Fang Wenshu wanted to say that she was fine, but she was too aggressive.

Ming Qi smoothed things over, "Wen Shu, your sister is also concerned about you. First rest in the hospital for two days to see if there is anything wrong."

Fang Wenning opened her mouth and argued, "I'm just afraid that she will cause me trouble again."

Ming Qi looked at her with a smile.

Fang Wenning turned around: "I'll go first."

Sitting on the hospital bed, Fang Wenshu looked at her neat figure and held back what she wanted to say.

Ming Qi caressed her hand, and blinked comfortingly: "I guess she is going to buy you something to eat."

Fang Wenshu was stunned: "My sister?"

Ming Qi withdrew his hand, smiled lightly and said nothing.

Sure enough, after a while, Fang Wenning came over with a thermos.

She put it on the table and opened it, and took a bowl for her, with a domineering look, "I don't know what the patient should eat, so I cooked some porridge for you."

Fang Wenshu was surprised: "Sister, did you cook it yourself?"

Fang Wenning rolled her eyes unceremoniously, "Of course not."

After filling the bowl and turning around, Fang Wenshu's eyes were red.

She choked up: "Sister... thank you."

"I always knew...you were always by my side..."

Fang Wenning stood where she was, holding the bowl and silently.

Ming Qi exited the room to make room for the pair of sisters.

It was already late at night, the hospital was quiet, and there were only sporadic people in the corridor.

When Ming Qi left, Song Sibei was leading people to rush there, but when he arrived, he probably collected Song Nanfei's body.

Ming Qingyun was there to take care of it, Ming prayed for peace of mind, now the whole body is relaxed and tired.

Ming Qi motioned to go back first.

When we arrived at the lobby of the Ming family, we found that the lights inside were brightly lit.Ming Qi was surprised, and Ming Yu pounced on him as soon as he entered the door.

"elder sister!"

He looked her around closely: "Are you okay?! Are you hurt?!"

With a nervous expression, Ming Yu pulled Ming Qi to check.

Behind him, Ming Hai, Ming Jue and others also surrounded him.

"Miss!"

"Homeowner!"

The calls were full of deep concern, and everyone obviously knew what happened tonight.

Ming Qi opened his hands and smiled: "I'm fine, I'm not hurt at all."

Everyone looked at her in doubt.

Seeing that her white dress was only stained with a little dust and no blood, she felt relieved.

Ming Yu took her arm, "Sister, do you know that dozens of tons of gasoline tanks were hidden in that factory, and there was a gun battle, if something really happened..."

His bright cat eyes stared at Ming Qi, his face full of worry.

Ming Qi comforted him: "I've been prepared long ago, didn't I come back safely... by the way, hasn't Ah Yun come back yet?"

Seeing that she started to care about Ming Qingyun after only a few words, Mingyu's eyes dimmed, but he still smiled: "Brother Qingyun has already returned, he is upstairs in the study."

Ming Qi wondered, "Why are you going to the study so late?"

"I'll go see him."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sound from the stairs, Ming Qingyun stood at the corner, looking at her from a distance: "Miss."

Ming Qingyun went downstairs and dismissed all the people who came to care about Ming Qi.

Ming Yu didn't want to leave, Ming Qing said: "Miss has encountered so much today, she needs to rest."

Mingyu had no choice but to go back first.

When the people in the lobby cleared up, Ming Qingyun didn't ask Ji Shu to serve Ming Qi, but squatted down in front of Ming Qi.

With gentle eyes, he asked Ming Qi: "Your Highness, would you like something to eat?"

Ming Qi looked down.

He changed his clothes when he came back, and now he took off his windbreaker and wore a clean shirt. When he looked up, he faced the light, and the incandescent lamp hit his collarbone, white and clean, with smooth lines.

Ming Qingyun raised her head, and the lines around her neck became more obvious.

Ming Qi thought for a while and said, "Do whatever you want."

"it is good."

Ming Qingyun pushed her to sit down in front of the sofa, "Your Highness, watch TV for a while, and I'll make supper."

It wasn't until Ming Qingyun's figure completely disappeared around the corner that Ming Qi slowly looked away.

She suddenly realized: Don't you want to come back to sleep?

strangeness.

Not too tangled, she turned on the TV and watched slowly.

Unexpectedly, after a day of work, and walking in the rain of bullets at night, my body is more tired than I imagined.

When Ming Qingyun came out of the kitchen, Ming Qi was already lying on the sofa and fell asleep peacefully.

It seemed that the posture was uncomfortable, and he unconsciously turned his head to the side.

The head is hidden in the thick black hair, small.

Ming Qingyun stood there watching for a while, then put down the plate and walked forward.

He squatted in front of Ming Qi, silently staring at that face.Finally, Ming Qingyun picked up Ming Qi and walked towards the bedroom.

Worried about catching Ming Qi's eyes, Ming Qingyun didn't turn on the bedroom light.He walked to the bed in the dark, put her into the warm big bed, and covered her with a quilt.

pitch black.

Ming Qingyun stood beside the bed for an unknown how long, when a soft sigh came from him in the air.

"Your Highness."

In the darkness, his voice sounded.

"Can you... don't give the things I gave you to others?"

"Deng", a very soft sound.

Something was left on the bedside table.

Ming Qingyun closed the door.

The jade wrench on the table emits a warm and bright light.

(End of this chapter)