After the agreed divorce, I became a sister-in-law

Chapter 53 Betraying Her, It's Better to Kill Him
Xiang Huaizhi counted the time, and finally saw Qi Yan's figure after he smoked all the cigarettes on the three of them.

At first glance, Xiang Huaizhi thought he was wrong.

The person walking towards them in front had messy hair, unshaven beard, and clothes that hadn't been changed for several days.Xiang Huaizhi had never seen such a slovenly Qi Yan.In the past, when he went out, he always had to dress himself up and spray perfume several times.

Qi Yan approached slowly, and the rare winter sun shone from the roof in front, reflecting on his tired and lazy brows, lingering a bit of chill.

Xiang Huaizhi stood at the door with his hands in his pockets, with a faint smile on his face, imagining how Qi Yan would kneel on the ground begging for mercy later.However, Qi Yan didn't even give him time to talk.

As soon as he approached, without a word of nonsense, he raised his foot and kicked Xiang Huaizhi to the ground.The two men rushed up immediately when they saw it, but before they got close, they were kicked in the vitals by Qi Yan, lying on the ground unable to get up.

Xiang Huaizhi quickly stood up while leaning on the wall, and rushed over with his fists raised.Qi Yan stretched out his hand to hold his fist, broke his arm and twisted his body to the side, then raised his foot and kicked him hard on the waist.

With a scream, Xiang Huaizhi's body fell to the ground with a thud.Following him, Qi Yan knelt down on his body, pulled his wrists and pulled them back, with two clicks, one of his wrists was broken amidst Qi Yan's calm expression.

Xiang Huaizhi grinned in pain, and tried to sit up with his head held up.Qi Yan walked between his legs, looked left and right, seemed to be considering which leg to break first?

He hangs his hands weakly, supports his body on his elbows and slowly moves away, staring at Qi Yan with a terrified expression, wanting to beg for mercy but being too frightened to say a word.

Qi Yan like this is no longer the idiot of the Qi family he knew.

Qi Yan put his hands on his hips, staring sideways at Yun Qing who was lying motionless on the ground, and the dried blood was frozen on the corner of his lips.The sunlight leaking in from the corner of the window shone on her pale face, and he couldn't help but think of that little girl back then.

She lay angrily in the dark and damp room, covered in blood.The little girl just stared at him with her eyes open, filled with resentment, questioning, and roars that she couldn't utter.

He wanted to rescue her, but was forcibly dragged away by someone sent by his father.He held on to the rusted railing on the window and did not let go, and the bodyguard pulled it away one by one.He yelled and kicked the bodyguard.But eventually he was dragged into the car and the little girl disappeared from his sight, gone.

Qi Yan doesn't like to see blood, hates to see blood.He looked at Yun Qing who was seriously injured and unconscious, sighed softly, and raised his hand to rub his eyebrows.Then when Xiang Huaizhi was caught off guard, he bent down and broke his legs cleanly.
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Ah!
His teeth chattered from the pain, and his speech was slurred, "Qi, Qi Yan."

Qi Yan didn't even look at him, and stepped over to hug Yun Qing.When he turned around and walked to the door, he stopped and turned his back to him: "Xiang Huaizhi, breaking your limbs is just a little lesson I taught you. I won't let this matter go so easily."

"Qi." He swallowed the second half of the sentence because of the pain.

He also said: "If anything happens to Yun Qing, I will ask you to pay with my life."

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Qi Suihe rushed to the hospital immediately after receiving Qi Yan's call, and when the two arrived, the doctor and nurse came forward with a stretcher.Qi Yan carefully carried Yun Qing off the car, and put him gently on the stretcher.

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Yun Qing's eyes suddenly opened a gap, grabbed the corner of his clothes, moved his lips, and called out: "Brother."

Qi Yan didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

Yun Qing's voice was too low, as if she was talking dumb to someone.He bent down and lowered his head to get close to her face, and saw her eyelashes trembling slightly.Yun Qing pinched the hem of his clothes tightly, her newly awakened consciousness held on tightly in her brown pupils, and she stared at him without turning her eyes.

Qi Yan glanced at her hand holding the corner of her clothes, thinking she was afraid, and explained to her: "This is a hospital. It's all right."

Yun Qing didn't seem to understand what he was talking about, and the hand holding the hem of his clothes directly clenched into a fist.She stared blankly, and from his bloodshot eyes, she found the eyebrows and eyes of the boy who seemed to be rooted in the depths of her memory.

She opened her mouth to say something.But the doctor next to her was worried about her injury, and said: "Young Master Qi, Miss Yun is seriously injured. She must go to the operating room immediately."

"Yeah." He looked up at the doctor, stretched out his hand to brush her hand away, pulled out the corner of the clothes she was holding, and stepped aside to make way.

The moment he brushed her hand away, Yun Qing also closed her eyes.No one noticed that after she hadn't shed tears for many years, a cool teardrop slowly slipped from the corner of her eye, as if the scars all over her body had finally ached in her heart.

Yun Qing was pushed into the operating room, but Qi Yan did not chase after her.He sat down on the steps weakly, wanting to smoke, but found that there was none.He buried his head between his knees, desolate and lonely.

Qi Suihe ran after Xiao for a while, turned around and saw that Qi Yan hadn't followed, so he turned back.She saw Qi Yan looking for cigarettes in her purse, so she went to the automatic delivery machine next to her to buy cigarettes.

She sat down beside Qi Yan and passed the cigarette over.Qi Yan rested his forehead on his arm, tilted his head to reveal his gaze, shook his head and said, "No need."

"Are you going to refuse a pack of cigarettes?"

Qi Yan laughed twice, and the voice came out from the gap between his arms and knees, becoming even harsher."I don't want anything from you," he said.

"Qi Yan."

"I'm not Qi Yan," he raised his head, his sharp brows and eyes lingering with inexhaustible anger, he lowered his voice and repeated, "I'm not Qi Yan."

Qi Suihe lowered his arms, not daring to look at him, and turned his head away, "I know."

He straightened up, looked at the withered branches in front of the flower bed, and said mockingly: "Yes. You know. You know I'm not Qi Yan."

Qi Suihe was ashamed by what he said, lowered his head, and argued bluntly: "But we won't talk about this matter, no one knows, and no one will mind."

"I mind." His voice was very soft, like a needle falling on a person's skin.But it was also painful, like a needle point slowly piercing the skin, a long and deep pain, spreading inch by inch in the body.

Qi Suihe didn't understand, and sighed: "You only knew her when she was only 13 years old."

He turned his head to look at her, his eyes were pious and gloomy, "Because he was young, he was innocent; because of his innocence, he was so precious."

An unprecedented loneliness gradually rose in Qi Suihe's heart.Facing his sincerity, she didn't know what words to use to comfort and forgive him.

Qi Yan stared at the bare tree trunk in a daze.After a long time, he seemed to be reciting an oath, with a serious and firm tone, "I can't forget her and betray her. If you want me to betray her, it's better to kill me."

(End of this chapter)