Getting married for a long time: Don't be too bad for a black-bellied BOSS

Chapter 95 If I Like It, It Must Be Mine

The silence continued again, more dignified than before, until there was a sound of tea cups dropping off the table, this silence was broken.

Zuo Jun was startled, and subconsciously looked at Old Master Chu, but seeing the latter smiling slightly, he didn't show any sign of anger.

"Brother, don't take it too seriously! Yan Sheng is just talking, it may not happen, and I believe that Yan Sheng will not let this happen."

The former words were addressed to Mr. He, while the latter words were obviously addressed to Qin Yancheng.

Old Master He's expression didn't improve, he just looked at Qin Yancheng.

Zuo Jun looked anxiously, but he winked at him vigorously, and shouted: "Master, say something!"

Qin Yancheng smiled slightly, and poured a glass of water for Mr. He, "Only by taking precautions before they happen can we truly be safe! Grandpa, you taught me that before."

Mr. He frowned, as if he was dissatisfied with his grandson's answer, but he didn't say anything. He picked up the water glass and took a sip.

"How nice it is! Yancheng, it's rare for you to come here once, and the old man is a rare visitor. Today, I'll take the lead. Let's stop talking about things for no reason. We just eat, chat and enjoy the scenery!"

Zuo Lei spoke in time, trying to liven up the atmosphere.

"Yes, I'm here today to relax, and I can't be disturbed by you hairy children. Brother, let's fight again later."

Mr. He felt sorry, but after all, given his age, he was a face-saving man, so he couldn't say some words, but he just sighed helplessly.

"Eat! Eat!"

Zuo Jun stood up, added another spoonful of soup to the two old men, and stuffed a chopstick dish into his mouth, "I couldn't eat the yaoyao dish on Gaoda, so I can't even eat the vinegared cabbage cold, right?" ? Then we are really pitiful!"

Zuo Lei knocked him on the head, pointed at the dish he ate, and corrected him: "That's cabbage. Brat, you can't even tell cabbage from cabbage. How did you grow up?"

Zuo Jun rubbed his aching head, and said depressedly: "You don't even know how I know! Also, if you hit me like this again in the future, I guess I won't even be able to tell the difference between spinach and cabbage."

The bickering between the father and son enlivened the atmosphere, and made the two old men laugh. After lunch, the two sat for a while, and then went to set the chessboard again.

Zuo Jun found Qin Yancheng under the flower stand in the yard. He was leaning on a wooden stake, with his hands in his trouser pockets, and he was looking up at a flower. .

Zuo Jun followed him and looked at the flower for a while before asking: "Did you plan to do it all just now?"

Qin Yancheng didn't speak, just stared at the flower in a daze.

"Before the meal, when I came out with grandpa, grandpa suddenly mentioned sister Zhen and sister Yao, and said that he hoped their relationship would last forever."

Looking up and seeing that he didn't respond, Zuo Jun muttered out the doubts in his heart, "It's understandable for a grandfather to hope that his children and grandchildren will have a good relationship. I also hope that sister Zhen and sister Yao will have a good relationship, but I feel something is wrong. What grandpa said was not just for me to listen to, it was more like hinting at me, and later, during the meal, he talked about sister Zhen intentionally or unintentionally, so I think even if grandpa didn't find anything, he didn't know anything. I should have seen some clues, so I wanted to unite with Grandpa, and snuffed out the flames before they were too strong."

Zuo Junwu said to himself, immersed in his own associations, he didn't notice Qin Yancheng's face that had turned cold and dull, he only heard a crisp snap, and when he looked up, he saw the flower in full bloom It was mercilessly torn off, the petals were crushed in someone's hand, and the fresh and thick flower liquid flowed out along the fingers, staining the slender and white hands, and at first glance, it seemed to be bleeding .

Zuo Jun froze for a moment, very puzzled by his actions.

"What are you doing? This flower is blooming well. What's bothering you? What are you doing picking it?"

"I like it! I do!"

Qin Yancheng said in a low voice, each word seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth, his eyes were gloomy and gloomy, "No matter how beautiful and beautiful it is, if I like it, then it can only be mine. No one else is qualified to appreciate it."

Zuo Jun was taken aback by the fierceness in his eyes and tone, and just about to speak, Qin Yancheng threw away the broken petals, turned and walked out of the flower stand.

Zuo Jun stared blankly at the crushed flower, the juice dripped on the ground, like silent tears, suddenly thought of something, his expression was startled, and he quickly ran over to block him on the arched bridge.

"Don't tell me, you want to use force on sister Zhen."

Zuo Jun's expression was serious, his body was in a tense state, his eyes were slightly narrowed, sharp and blazing, as if he was ready to give him a good beating at any time.

Qin Yancheng looked at him gloomyly for a while, then slightly curled his lips, showing the appearance of a cynical playboy.

"So what?"

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind hit his face, and the next moment Qin Yancheng received a solid punch on the cheek. Zuo Jun's punch was so powerful that Qin Yancheng staggered back two steps and leaned against the railing of the arch bridge superior.

If it wasn't for the railings blocking it, Qin Yansheng would have fallen into the water magnificently.

Zuo Jun's breath was unstable, obviously very angry, and he looked at him fiercely.

"Two days ago, I should have given you this punch."

Qin Yancheng closed his eyes for a while, waiting for the intense dizziness to pass, then rubbed his already red and swollen cheeks, then raised his head, his lips curled coldly, his deep eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

He spoke in a soft and slow voice, but with an overwhelming momentum.

"Do you think you can stop me?"

Zuo Jun was shocked.

He's talking about you and not you.

Of course, you also include Mr. Chu and Mr. He.

Zuo Jun looked at him, at this moment Qin Yancheng's face was gloomy, with blood on the corner of his mouth, his bright eyes were flickering with flickering light, like a devil from hell.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Zuo Jun's voice was still stern, but there was a slight tremor in his voice.

Qin Yancheng wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, snorted coldly, and didn't answer him.

Zuo Jun clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and said slowly but firmly:

"Qin Yancheng, I'm leaving my words here today, I don't care how entangled you are in your heart, and I don't care how others treat you, if you do something you shouldn't do to sister Zhen, I will be the first to spare you! "

"Punch me like that?"

Zuo Jun smiled coldly: "You can try."

Zuo Lei came out from behind the shadow of the tree, and looked at the two people walking away one after the other, with dark thoughts flashing across his eyes.

(End of this chapter)