Domineering: The Billionaire Lover of a Bad President

"Let them go!" Jun Kui spoke at the same time, within half a second, expressing their rejection together with Xia Qing, exuding a terrifying and sharp aura, and his eyes alone were enough to freeze a person into an ice sculpture.

Xia Qing smiled softly, trimmed her hair, and tugged at her skirt.

Jun Kui went around half a circle and opened the car door for her himself.

Xia Qing's foot stepped out halfway, and the whole body tilted slightly, and he took advantage of the situation to be inserted into his arms and hugged him horizontally.

"I can walk by myself." She didn't struggle, but told him seriously that her bright red lips were covered with a layer of mist under the faint moonlight, and her white teeth were as white as snow.

"I'll take you to apply the medicine." He tightened his arms, preventing her from moving.

"Okay." She nodded obediently.

Instead, Jun Qi glanced at her strangely. At that moment, in her eyes, he understood what was going on in her mind: to stand on the sidelines.

Watch how he handles this.

Watch how he gets out of his current situation.

See if he really wants to give each other a future.

Some things, such as love, such as responsibility, cannot be obtained by asking for truth, and the beauty that comes by force will still be lost in the end. If you keep it blindly, how long can you keep it back.

Having lost it before, Xia Qing understands this truth better.

So quiet, so silent, so stay out of the world.

Sometimes waiting patiently does not mean being negative, but a good way to retreat. Time is always the fairest judge. It will not favor anyone, and it will not be particularly merciful or cruel because of someone. .

Lying in Jun Kui's arms, feeling his warm body temperature and the sound of his strong heartbeat, Xia Qing's mood was peaceful, without any ups and downs.

Gradually, there seemed to be more people around me.

Xia Qing turned a blind eye and was immersed in her thoughts.

People kept saying hello respectfully, young lady, as if they were calling her, or not, Xia Qing didn't care at all.

Jun Kui directly carried her into the room, and the bright fluorescent lamps lit up the whole room at once, "Xiao Qing, I'll take you to the bedroom." He turned a blind eye to the people in the room, and only focused on her reflection.

"Young Master Jun." Lin Linbao's face turned red first, then turned pale, her thin body was crumbling, so pitiful and weak, she was still the queen of the Lin family who took charge of the entire company and manipulated the future of thousands of employees.

"Ah Kui, come here soon!!" General Zhan held his new crutch in his hand and poked it down to the ground with gravity. The expensive solid wood floor let out a muffled sound of protest. The corners of Jun Tieshi's eyes trembled following Zhan Xun's movements, and he was very distressed for the solid wood floor that was completely replaced last year-this was all custom-made at a huge expense, and it would cost a lot to poke a hole or a plane. It takes a lot of effort to repair it. As the future housekeeper of the Jun family, it is natural that he has the responsibility to maintain the integrity of every plant, every tree, every table and chair in the Jun family mansion. If he wants to see the destruction going on without stopping it, that's his part. Don't mention it.

"It's late, I'm a little tired, grandpa should go back to rest early." Jun Qi nodded slightly, counting it as a greeting, and then walked towards the stairs as if there was no one else around.