She is the most beautiful rose

Chapter 105 Too meek?
Two o'clock in the afternoon, Kyio.

Kyousue put on a cashmere scarf and pulled her hair out. When she opened the door, she saw the man leaning against the door.

Her expression changed from her usual gentleness to unabashed indifference.

Wei Song smiled mischievously and followed her.

Jingmo walked to the emergency passage and answered the phone. When he opened the door on the fourth floor, a young man wearing a thin shirt suddenly rushed in from outside.

The skinny boy's face was crimson and his eyes were blurred. He squeezed in as hard as he could and bumped into Jingmo at the junction of light and darkness. "Help me! Help me... please..."

A strong force behind him pulled Jing Mo behind him. Wei Song raised his chin, with a sullen look on his face, grabbed the young man's collar and pushed him out.

The young man fell to the ground and woke up for a moment. He saw the tall man in front of him walking out and leaning against the railing behind him in embarrassment. He felt so pitiful.

Wei Song's side moved slightly, and Jing Mo stepped forward and squatted on the ground. He raised his hand and stretched out his index finger to open the collar of the young man's loose shirt, revealing a small group of black bruises on his shoulders and neck.

After his wrist was lifted, Jing Mo raised his eyes to look at Wei Song, and the cruel aura in his eyes was conveyed to him.

She turned her wrist to get rid of it, looked at the boy in front of her again, and said in a low voice, "Who injected you with the medicine?"

"I have no idea……"

The young man had tears in his eyes, covering his blushing face as if he was about to cry, "I came out after going to the toilet, and someone took something and stuck a needle in my back...and then tried to drag me away...please Please help me..."

As he spoke, he nervously reached for Kyomo's hand.

As soon as Wei Song was thrown away, he frowned coldly and leaned over Jing Mo's body to lead him back, saying in a fierce tone, "Don't touch her."

Kyousue was paying close attention, seeing that the boy's condition was getting worse and worse, so he took out his mobile phone and called security.

During this period, the boy huddled up and hugged himself tremblingly, the corners of his eyes and brows were dyed with a coquettish look, and his sobs were forced to become quieter and buried in his knees.

Jing Mo stood there with a complicated look on his face. Wei Song turned around and said with a dissatisfied tone, "Look what he is doing?"

Jingmo shook off his hand and didn't take it off, too lazy to pay attention to him.

After the security arrived, Wei Song sent him away and stood aside.

Also following him was a tall man in black clothes. Kyosu gestured to the young man sitting aside, "Send him to the hospital and adjust the surveillance system in the corridor on the fourth floor..."

"what happened?"

Another clear female voice came, and Wei Song turned around first when he heard the voice.

Shen Manzhi walked over from the other side of the corridor with a silver duster in his hand.

Seeing her outfit, Kyomo wanted to ask why she didn't take the safe passage, but now was not the time to talk about that.

"It looks like he was drugged."

Shen Manzhi withdrew his eyes from the young man and glanced at Wei Song. Out of politeness, he raised his chin slightly and said, "Mr. Wei."

Wei Song said lazily, "Hello, sister-in-law."

"..."

Jingmo glanced at him, then looked at Shen Manzhi tenderly.

"Going somewhere?"

Shen Manzhi pushed open the door of the safe passage and waved back, "Come back and sleep."

Jing Mo also wanted to leave, but Wei Song held him back, "Where are you going?"

"……monitoring room."

Wei Song continued to follow, took out his mobile phone and sent Qin Yanfeng a message.

[The one from your family has come to Kyoo. 】

When he saw this news, Qin Yanfeng was being coquettishly coquettishly finished drinking cold medicine by Qin Shiwan.

The child frowned and muttered, "It must have snowed this morning and the temperature has dropped. How can you do it with only two clothes on..."

In fact, after leaving the room in the early morning, he stayed in his grandfather's house all night, during which he met his uncle who had come back.

Qin Yanfeng tilted his head and rubbed his eyebrows, "Is the crispy squab delicious?"

"Wow, that's so delicious!" After saying this, he no longer felt sleepy. "Although I didn't eat it hot in the store, it didn't affect the taste at all..."

"Did you ask me to buy it?"

"Sister only ate a little... ah?" Qin Shiwen stopped talking and blinked, unable to see his brother's expression, "Sister lost, she chose a big risk, she made the call voluntarily."

Qin Yanfeng looked at the messages on his phone, stood up and walked to the closet, grabbing a gray scarf.

"Brother, where are you going? You still have a cold!"

Qin Shi followed him step by step. The person in front suddenly stopped, and he immediately stopped and raised his head.

Qin Yanfeng raised his hand and brushed the child's nose, "Call me sister-in-law."

"..."

Qin Shi was stunned for a moment, watched him go downstairs, and muttered, "You can't even call me sister?"

Qin Yanfeng added an extra sweater and had the keys in his hand.

After the meal, after handing the crispy squab from Loulan Pavilion to Shen Manzhi, he went back to the room. He felt a little dizzy, maybe because he didn't get enough rest, and he was going to take a nap for a while.

As a result, she fell asleep deeper and deeper. It wasn't until Qin Shiwen came to find Shen Manzhi that she realized that something was wrong with her brother. During this period, she never came back.

Just after exiting the underground elevator, a low-key black Mercedes-Benz stopped in the driveway of the parking lot. A tall and long-legged man got out of the car, wearing a leather cloak that reached his ankles. He was sharp and cold and arrogant, and he did not want to be approached by strangers. visual sense.

"Uncle."

Qin Yanfeng nodded slightly and looked at the person in front of him.

"Ah."

Qin Deyang paused for half a second, his handsome face as finely carved as a blade showing his innate virginity, and then passed by a man of the same height.

Like fluffy snow and mellow spirits, two different temperaments are inseparable at the first touch, but neither one is at a disadvantage.

Qin Deyang entered the elevator, slowly took off his black leather gloves, and his cloak was taken off by the person behind him.

The moment the elevator door closed, he turned his head and looked at the nephew who got on the bus, "It looks a bit like his father when he was young."

The person behind him pondered what the man meant, "The second young master is too docile."

"docile?"

Qin Deyang curled his lips. He looked cold, but his delicate facial features were stunning when he smiled, and said nothing.

The people behind him didn't know what the boss meant, so they simply lowered their heads and said nothing more.

The most conspicuous begonia in the courtyard was gorgeous, and Qin Deyang glanced over there.

A girl wearing a goose-yellow down jacket squatted beside her, holding up her mobile phone to take pictures. The back of her neck was exposed, and her white hair was exposed. Two or three strands of hair were hanging down from her forehead, her chin was hooked, and her moist lips were glued to her lips.

The white fingers were pink from the cold, and the tips of the ears were also dyed pink, just like the red spots inside rabbit ears, soft and beautiful.

The person behind him followed the boss's line of sight and recognized it, "That is... the young lady of the Qi family, Qi Ran."

Qin Deyang looked away, his eyes a little cold due to the cold air, and walked up to the main hall.

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At three o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Yanfeng's car stopped at the entrance of a snack shop in the old street, and he got out of the car to buy something.

The boss took out a pack of cigarettes from the cabinet and a peach-flavored gummy candy on the counter. His hoarse voice was old and weak, "56."

Qin Yanfeng took out a red ticket from his wallet.

The boss frowned and looked at him. Who would bring paper money with them when they go out these days?
He held it and looked at it under the light for a while, making sure it was correct before accepting the change.

Oh, by the way, there is another person who likes to bring coins to buy things from him.

By the way, I just came here, took a box of coins, and bought a pack of ladies' cigarettes.

He didn't even bother to count.

(End of this chapter)