Rebirth wedding night!The paranoid boss got red-faced by me

Chapter 102 Disfigurement
Qi Yanran took advantage of the confusion and squeezed into the crowd.

She is not a reporter, no one noticed her, she walked towards Qi Yuan behind An Weiguo.

In the crowd of people pushing, Qi Yanran threw the vase towards Qi Yuan, and then she threw herself towards Qi Yuan, and the sharp porcelain piece she had prepared in her hand slashed towards Qi Yuan's face.

Qi Yuan felt a black shadow pounce in front of her eyes, and looked up, because of the previous conflict, her eyes were full of hostility at this time.

She saw the malice in Qi Yanran's eyes, and saw the sharp tile in Qi Yanran's hand coming towards her face.

Qi Yuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, Qi Yanran was still like in her previous life, impatient to ruin her face.

Disfigurement is an interesting thing, Qi Yanran likes it so much, let's try it together!
Qi Yuan, who could have escaped, did not.

A sharp piece of porcelain scratched Qi Yuan's face, and blood flowed down his face as white as jade, with an indescribably broken and poignant beauty.

Qi Yanran couldn't control the smile on her lips, she succeeded.

She ruined Qi Yuan's face!
This vixen can no longer seduce people!

However, before the tile could scratch deeper, Qi Yuan, who was motionless, suddenly moved aside.

Due to too much force, Qi Yanran rushed forward inertially, and suddenly felt that someone grabbed the back of her neck and pressed her whole body to the ground.

But on the ground is the vase she broke before!
Qi Yanran was terrified and wanted to stand still, but the next moment, she was kicked hard on her knee.

Qi Yanran threw herself towards the ground.

"what!"

Qi Yanran's right cheek fell on the shattered vase fragments, blood dripping immediately.

The screams were so loud that the noisy reporters stopped.

Everyone saw Qi Yanran whose face was covered in blood.

"Oh my God, someone got hurt!"

"Stop squeezing, it's over, that's the daughter of the Qi family, it hurts her face."

"Who did it? It wasn't me anyway."

Song Ziqian, who had retreated to the side before, also saw Qi Yanran who was screaming, and hurried over to help Qi Yanran up, with a concerned expression on his face: "Yanran, why are you here? Why did you hurt your face, I... I'll go to the hospital first .”

Song Ziqian has always regarded Qi Yanran as a benefactor, and his concern for Qi Yanran is really from the bottom of his heart.

But at this moment, Qi Yanran couldn't care less about Song Ziqian's concern, she stretched out her hand to touch her face with horror in her eyes, and saw that her hand was full of blood.

Qi Yanran screamed heart-piercingly: "Ah, Qi Yuan, you are the one who hurt me!"

Qi Yuan, who was always on her side, slowly turned around, and everyone saw the blood on her face.

A crescent-shaped wound was on her cheek, the wound was not deep, but it still made people think that she was beautiful.

It turned out that Qi Yanran was not the only one who was injured, Qi Yuan was also injured.

It's just that one is silent, and the other screams as if dying.

When An Weiguo saw this girl who was wronged by him, his face was hurt by the illegitimate child incident, his expression changed: "Qi Yuan, who hurt you?"

Qi Yuan didn't answer. With these calculations, she never dared to look directly at the people she cared about.

She looked at Qi Yanran, wiped her face lightly with her fingertips, and said coolly: "My sister is talking about evidence, you rushed towards me with a vase in your arms, you scratched my face, and you don't care Be careful when you fall, how can you blame me?"

Qi Yanran shouted angrily: "It's you, you vixen, bitch, bastard!"

Hearing the word Ye Zhong, Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a voice as cold as snow in his mouth: "Sister, what's the truth, that reporter's camera should have caught it, and everyone will know after looking at it, sister You can’t frame people.”

Qi Yuan's hands on Qi Yanran were always behind his brother's blind spot, even with the camera, he could only see Qi Yanran rushing towards her.

Qi Yuan made up his mind at that moment, to let Qi Yanran taste the taste of disfigurement.

As for her own face, she... intentionally hurt Qi Yanran.

Shen Yutang's attitude towards her was too complicated, she didn't think she was attractive, maybe it was this face that made people unable to let go, so if she ruined this face, she could describe Molu.

Just like in her previous life, she was disfigured early, with such an ugly face, she had been entangled with Shen Yutan for five years, but they were indifferent and did not get close.

This life is even more so, not close.

Song Ziqian supported Qi Yanran, but looked at Qi Yuan: "Qi Yuan, you...your face..."

"It's just disfigured." Qi Yuan said indifferently: "Young Master Song, I've figured it out now, are you still willing to protect me?"

Song Ziqian made the same wish he had been thinking all along, and compromised.

But Song Ziqian looked at the blood on Qi Yuan's face, but subconsciously took a step back.

It was because of this face that he first fell in love with Qi Yuan. Now this perfect face has been ruined, so how could Song Ziqian be willing.

He said with a slightly flustered expression: "I'll send Yanran first...send Yanran to the hospital."

After speaking, Song Ziqian took Qi Yanran and turned around to leave.

Qi Yuan looked disgusted and mocking.

See, this is what it means to be nice to her.

The reporters didn't dare to make trouble anymore, and they all left as quickly as if they were running away, and none of them were willing to take the blame.

Seeing that Qi Yuan was still standing there, An Weiguo pulled Qi Yuan away and said, "Go with me to the hospital and treat the wound first."

Qi Yuan shook his head quickly: "No, the wound is not deep, it's nothing serious, I'll go back and see if An Yu is at home."

An Weiguo didn't answer, pulled Qi Yuan with a sullen face and walked out.

Qi Yuan, who had attacked Qi Yanran so ruthlessly before, was so humble in front of An Weiguo that he didn't even dare to break free.

Shen Yutang saw this scene when he appeared.

He didn't have the extra energy right now, to be jealous and Qi Yuan was grabbed by other men.

He only looked at the wound on Qi Yuan's face and the blood left behind by Qi Yuan. Shen Yutang felt as if his heart was firmly grasped by a hand, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe.

At this moment, countless tyrannical emotions swept towards Shen Yutang, as if he himself was injured, and his emotions were about to lose control.

He pulled open the neckline forcefully, walked towards Qi Yuan with a full body of depression.

He wanted to take him directly into his arms.

But the remaining consciousness is trying to bear it.

"Come with me."

"Get out of the way, I'm going to find An Yu." Qi Yuan coldly refused.

"Before I came, I sent An Yu back to you. I'm telling you once, you follow me!" Shen Yutang could hardly hold back.

Qi Yuan paused, and replied with a smile: "Okay, I'll go with you."

She voluntarily disfigured her face in order to disgust Shen Yutang and draw a clear line with Shen Yutang.

Right now is a good opportunity.

She turned her head to An Weiguo and said, "Mr. An, An Yu is fine. I'll say the same thing. You want to take An Yu away unless you get An Yu's consent."

An Weiguo could only apologize at this time, he would not be foolish, nodded and said: "Okay, we will talk about this matter later, you deal with the wound first."

Qi Yuan followed Shen Yutang into the car.

As soon as the car door was closed, the screen between the driver's cab and the rear seat rose up, blocking the view of the driver's cab, and Shen Yutang couldn't hide those out-of-control emotions.

"Qi Yuan, who allowed you to sacrifice yourself for the brother and nephew you have never met!"

(End of this chapter)