The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

Although Miss Qian is an upstart in the business world and a leader of the younger generation, she has never seen such a formation before, and she was already frightened when Solo did it.

However, her contempt for Solo has already turned into dependence on Soro, and she feels that staying with Solo is the safest, no matter how powerful her daughter is, she has her weak side.

Therefore, Qian Xiaoqian moved the fainted Solo to his boudoir, volunteered to protect Solo, and finally couldn't hold on and fell asleep.

Solo didn't alarm the proud Miss Qian, and just quietly looked at Qian Jinguo's frightened little face in her sleep, and she was so fascinated by it.

If Miss Qian's high-ranking aura and the aura surrounding her are removed, she is really a rare stunner.

Her black hair is like cloth, she needs to have a face, a figure, and a butt, especially her full chest, which makes Solo start again, and the saliva has already flowed out...

Miss Qian's arrogance Solo didn't dislike. A woman born in such a family would look abnormal if she didn't have such arrogance.

In particular, Miss Qian has a lot of aura, which cannot be achieved without great wisdom and a firm mind. She is completely different from the really arrogant young lady who is pampered and pampered...

But Solo knew in his heart that although he was a descendant of the Suotian genius doctor, compared with the Qian family, he was still from two worlds, especially now that the Suo family had collapsed...

Unless I can quickly rise financially and become a big shot who can influence the capital, I have no chance with her. It's a pity that a stunning woman who can enter the world of beauties...

It may be that Solo's unscrupulous eyes on Miss Qian's body gave her a telepathy, or something else, which made the overly frightened lady finally move her body.

Soma immediately closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.

Miss Qian's family really woke up. When he saw the bright lights in the room, he was stunned for a long time, and a trace of ecstasy appeared on his face as if he was alive after a catastrophe.

Then she cast her eyes on Solo who had passed out, and her eyes gradually softened.

If Solo really removes his low-key and wretched disguise, he will still be handsome and resolute. Although his body is a little thinner, the face with Jiangnan's femininity and angularity under his pale face has a sense of contradictory beauty and temptation .

Beautiful women love heroes.

Although Qian Jingwo has passed the ideal age, working hard all day in the business world, and sometimes can't even eat, she dedicated her youth to her career and put her love on the sidelines, but when the sun shines on Solo's face When it was above, she was still a little obsessed.

The feelings of a girl often lie in the moment of love at first sight. There is no need for a long period of brewing, let alone a reason. All that is needed is that one point that Feng Maniu has nothing to do with it.

Qian Jinguo is proud of the peacock. In her 24 years of life, the outstanding men who have appeared by her side are like a revolving lantern.

These male animals, who are absolutely monstrous regardless of their appearance, family background or even talent, are carefully courting her.

But the more outstanding a woman is, the more guilty she is. In her heart, she can only scream that the good men in the world are dead, and she refuses to open her eyes to face up to their existence.

But since last night, Solo, who in her opinion is just a little kid, a petty citizen who has never caused the slightest ripple in her peaceful inner world, has been instructing and ordering her to do this and that.

Solo's out-of-love, out-of-reason, and natural assignment made her feel shocked at first, then felt aggrieved, then shocked, and finally horrified that she could overturn the shock of being an atheist for 24 years.

In her confusion and panic, she instantly became heroically dependent on this little man, even if the little man eventually fell down.

His figure was no longer thin, and his worship no longer needed a reason. At that moment, Solo was like a mountain that could shelter her from wind and rain. Only by his side could she feel that she was the safest.

Qian Jinguo's eyes became more and more gentle, and her little hand stretched out to Solo's feminine and resolute face in confusion, she wanted to touch his face.

Perhaps this will bring comfort to her subversive ideas, or she simply wants to indulge in it and not want to extricate herself from it.

Comparing your heart to your heart is the heart of Buddha.

All people are equal.

But at this time, the door of her bedroom opened, and Mr. Qian rushed in excitedly. He had never been so reckless before, but the huge surprise still made him unable to calm down.

But when Mr. Qian rushed into his granddaughter's room, he was immediately shocked by the little hand that the granddaughter stretched out to Solo, because he knew his daughter Mo Ruozu, and he knew his granddaughter's pride.

At this time, Mr. Qian was neither advancing nor retreating, but at this time, Qian Jinguo reached out and touched Soluo's head, and walked away as soon as he touched it, frowning and regaining the momentum of the superior:

"Hiss... the injury is not clear, Grandpa, do you need to find a doctor for him, why didn't he wake up all night, wouldn't he just hang up like this..."

Qian Jinguo turned her head, with a serious expression on her face.

Mr. Qian subconsciously patted himself on the chest: "Hey, he's fine, what doctor are we looking for? He's a genius doctor himself...

Oh, by the way, your grandma woke up, clamoring for something to eat, I heard you were here, she insisted on eating something you made, come here quickly..."

When the grandfather and grandson hurried out of the room, Solo cursed in his heart: "Old man, you don't come sooner or later, but you come at this time, I curse you for not doing it..."

Mrs. Qian unexpectedly survived death. For a while, the Qian family felt like celebrating the New Year. Mr. Qian was so happy that he even called his son Qian Beiming, who was the father of Qian Jinguo, who was sent to a place for gilding.

Starting from the grassroots, Qian Beiming has passed all the way, his official career is prosperous, and he is in a position of invincibility. Now he has sat on the position of the local emperor.

When he heard that his mother had come back to life, he immediately decided to rush back in his busy schedule.

When he came back this time, firstly, he wanted to visit his mother, and secondly, he wanted to see who was the master who could snatch his mother back from Yan Laowu's hands.

Solo's injury was not serious at all, and with his medical skills, this minor injury was nothing. He directly prescribed a prescription for Miss Qian, asking her to gather all the herbs she needed.

Of course, apart from healing himself, part of this prescription is for Mrs. Qian to recuperate her body. If Mrs. Qian recovers slowly, she will be fine.

After taking only one dose of medicine, coupled with Suo family's kung fu conditioning, So Luo is no longer in serious trouble.

But he did not leave, and ordered Miss Qian to inform Bai Xue and Tang Ling who were in Long's house to go back first. He would stay here for a few days and see a doctor for Mrs. Qian.

Miss Qian was made to turn around in front of Solo. This young lady with eyes above her head unexpectedly did everything An Solo ordered, and she still did it herself, which surprised Mr. Qian. He looked at Miss Qian with an ambiguous expression on her face. .

In the living room, Solo and Mr. Qian sat opposite each other on the sofa. Mr. Qian made tea for Solo. Now Mr. Qian always liked Solo more and more, but in the end it was just pleasing to the eye.

"Grandpa Qian, although Mrs. Qian's condition has improved, I'm afraid things are not that simple..." Solo hesitated to speak.

Now the stern and selfless deputy director of the Disciplinary Inspection and Supervision Department has already regarded Solo as a fairy-like wonderful person. After hearing Solo's words, Mr. Qian was startled, his hands shook slightly, and he immediately regained his composure.

"Solo, what do you say?"

"The unclean thing that hit Mrs. Qian's body has a lot to do with it. I'm afraid it has something to do with your house. It's very likely that a stranger's private house is occupying the private house. You need to figure it out.

There are many legends about this Xishan, but there are not many well-documented ones.

This thing has a lot of skills, even if the Suotian genius doctor was still there, I think he would be no better than me to deal with this thing, let alone being escaped by it.

Xishan is located in the west of the imperial city, as the so-called "the east is rich and the west is noble", so the princes and nobles of the general dynasties built their mansions with the imperial city as the center on the west side of the imperial city, and the red-capped merchants on the rich side often choose Living on the east side is for this reason.

And there are many legends about this Xishan, and it is generally where the yin or yang residences of the royal relatives and relatives are located. I don’t know if Qian Lao knew where the noble residence was before it was built? "