Bossy President Excessive Love

"At Jijia!" Mo fan returns to the way.

"Well, get him!" Qiaomingze's voice is cold, without a trace of temperature.

Mo fan immediately turned around and left the manor with others.

This time, he took a full five car bodyguard and went to Ji's house directly.

Jiqing has social activities in the evening, so he goes home late.

As soon as I entered the house, there was a doorbell behind me.

He turned and asked the servant who was going to open the door

"Young master, it's Mr. Mofan!" The servant replied respectfully.

Smell speech, season green eyebrow heart slightly wring up.

What is he doing so late?

"Open the door!" He still ordered.

The servant ran to the big iron gate outside and opened it.

Ji family also has bodyguards, but they are far from comparable to Qiao family's bodyguards.

As soon as the servant opened the door, Ji Qing, who was standing at the gate of the villa, saw several black and domineering luxury cars parked outside the iron door. The doors seemed to open all at the same time. The people on the car, the black suit of the same color, had a kind of awe inspiring air.

They all got out of the car and walked behind him.

The servant who opened the door was shocked when he saw this posture.

Busy looking at the young master at the gate of the villa.

Ji Qing hurriedly says to a bodyguard on his side, "go up and ask the madam to come down!"

The bodyguard hurriedly went upstairs to find Qiao Meiling who had already slept.

She is Qiao Mingze's sister-in-law and Ji Qing's stepmother.

Although it's her stepmother, Qiao Meiling regards Ji Qingru as her own, and the two mothers and children have deep feelings.

Ji Qing stood in the same place and didn't go out.

He looked at Mo fan with so many bodyguards of the manor and came to his side. There was a kind of uneasiness in his heart.

No matter what, Qiao Minghe will take care of Qiao Meiling's face, not so blatant, with so many people to deal with themselves at home.

But now qiaominghe is not the former one, but qiaomingze. Maybe he doesn't care about his family at all!

Think of here, season green some worry, tonight may be a sleepless night!

I don't know if I can spend this night safely!

"Why did you bring so many people all of a sudden?" Ji Qing asked calmly.

"Young master wants to see you, please follow me to the Manor!" Murfan said to him.

"It's just a meeting. You need to take so many people with you?" Ji Qing can't help doubting.

Mo fan is very indifferent smile: "may have another deep meaning! But you have to go tonight if you don't! "

With a strong sense of threat, Jiqing nodded his head.

"Since I have to go on a date, I will go!" Ji Qing says, the suit that takes off after entering the door, put on again.

Just about to walk out, Qiao Meiling, wearing a nightgown and running down the stairs, stopped him.

"Jiqing!"

Ji Qing looked back at her mother and smiled, "it's OK, just a trip to the Manor!"

"Don't go!" Qiao Meiling runs over quickly and holds Jiqing's hand.

"That wicked woman is back. Go, she won't let you go!" What Qiao Meiling said about the vicious woman is Mrs. Qiao.

"It's OK!" Ji Qing took the opportunity to write a few words in the palm of her mother's hand.

Qiao Meiling immediately understood the meaning of her son. Maybe it's not her who can save Ji Qing tonight.

With that vicious woman, I can't persuade Qiao Mingze who has no affection for me now.

"Let's go!" Mo fan is a little impatient.

Ji Qing looks at her mother, turns around and follows Mo fan through the stone path in the garden to the iron gate.

The bodyguard opened the door and Ji Qing got on the middle car.

Mrs. Joe went back to the room, but she didn't fall asleep.

Just now steward Zhong came in and told her that her son had asked Mo fan to take someone to look for Ji Qing.

It seems that as long as there is no accident, my son will play Jiqing tonight.

In fact, Ji Qing has always been covetous to Qiao Shi, and his son has been kind to him for many times, so he can finally deal with this scourge, maybe in the future, he can reduce the risk a little bit!

After bringing Ji Qing back to the manor, he was placed on the sofa in the big living room and waited for Qiao Mingze to come down.

Mo fan ran to the second floor to inform Qiao Mingze.

Qiaomingze looks a little relaxed. He just came out of the bathroom and wiped his wet hair with a bath towel.

After taking a bath, Qiao Mingze has a strong masculinity. Mo fan can't help but roll his Adam's apple.

"Young master, Ji Qing has brought it back!"

"Good!" Qiao Mingze only said a word lightly, not how to deal with it.

Mo fan turns around and goes out. If he stays here too long, he will be bewildered by the charm and power of the president. In order to ensure that he is still a straight man, he should go out quickly!

Qiao Mingze dried his hair and changed into a comfortable home clothes before going downstairs.

Ji Qing, who is sitting in the big living room, is a little tense. He hears the footsteps coming from the other side of the stairs.

He suddenly looked up and saw that under the luxurious crystal light, Qiao Mingze's forever dignified and awe inspiring manner was coming down step by step.

His goal is very simple, but is to surpass him, to replace him to become the forever dignified and domineering person.

Can no one can deceive, ten thousand people pursue!

Can be lawless, can be invincible.

But with such a long effort, why can we only look at him in such a humble manner.

Next, we have to accept his disposal.

"Cousin!" Ji Qing used to be the third brother of qiaominghe, but this is qiaomingze, so he can only be called cousin.

Hearing his name, Qiao Mingze raised his eyes and gave him a light look.

After sitting down in front of the sofa, Qiao Minghe sat in a very casual manner, but gave people a very different domineering manner.

With a look in his eyes, Mo fan throws a lot of evidence in front of Ji Qing.

"You did all this?" Qiaomingze opened his mouth, his voice was slightly cold, he could not hear any emotion, but he had a chilling feeling.

Ji Qing quickly opens the evidence on the tea table, which includes the recorded testimony of the witness, the transfer record of his bank account, and many evidences proving that he designed the car to harm Xiaoai.

It's very detailed. It's all inclusive.

Ji Qing was shocked for a moment, and soon understood that someone had deliberately planted dirt to frame himself.

At this time, even if I have ten mouths, I can't get rid of my guilt in front of the overwhelming evidence.

"Cousin, if I said that I didn't do it, wouldn't you believe it anymore?" Ji Qing's voice is a little sad.

Qiao Mingze's eyes are sharp, but with a kind of ruthless laziness.

"No!" As soon as Qiao Mingze said this, it means that even if there is new evidence to prove that it is not Xiaoai who was harmed by the man in front of him, he will not let it go.

Listening to him, Ji Qing knows that Qiao Mingze is not going to let himself go.

I just hope I can put off some time, otherwise I will be planted here.

"Can you tell me what you want to do with me?" Ji Qing asked with a humble gesture.

Qiao Mingze lip corner a few invisible ground pulled pull, did not open mouth to say what, seem to this secretly designs to hurt his woman person, he will not spend time and patience to say what with the other side.

With a slight lift of his right hand, murfan came at once.

It seems that there is only one look in his eyes, and Mo fan can understand it in seconds.

Call the bodyguard, two people are holding him, one is waving his fist, beating Ji Qing's abdomen.

Ji Qing's pain makes him hum, but he grins his teeth again. His eyes show his grievance and lowliness.

It's not that he's naive, but he's been in the mall for so many years. He feels that when he meets the strong, he can't show any strength at all. He must be humble. Maybe he can live for a long time.

What he needs now is a longer time.

Now it's better to be beaten than to die. There's no chance to turn over. Everything will be irreparable.

As long as you are alive, it's better than anything!

The bodyguard beat Ji Qing to spit blood in his mouth. Mo fancai stopped him.

"Tool changer!" Mo Fan said.

"Good!" The beating bodyguard retreated and came up with a sharp scalpel in his hand.

The next scene will be bloody. Mo fan looks at the president and asks him, "president, are you going upstairs?"

"No!" Qiao Mingze is not a kind-hearted person. He doesn't have any impression or feelings towards the man who claims to be his cousin.

Even if I watched him hurt, bleeding and dying, I would not blink.

A person who has nothing to do with himself dares to hurt his beloved woman. He's just tired of living!

Seeing that the president didn't mind staying, Mo fan made a gesture. The bodyguard with the scalpel was eager to try. Seeing the order above, he began to work.

Ji Qing's suit jacket did not take off, and across the cloth, the surgical blade in the bodyguard's hand was toward his arm.

"Ah!" Ji Qing suddenly screamed with pain.

This kind of raw cut flesh pain, really can not bear.

Looking at the blood dripping down, Mo Fan said coldly, "now we need to imitate the wounds caused by the accident at that time. Enjoy yourself! "

Hearing this, Ji Qing's face suddenly turned white.

The bodyguard with the scalpel didn't stay for a long time, and then he was very rude to Jiqing's upper arm, cutting meat very neatly.

Ji Qingtong did not dare to look directly at his wound. Then, his right hand was cut by the scalpel in the same way.

The sleeve of the suit was instantly stained with blood. The precious carpet was full of red blood. The whole living room seemed to be full of blood.

Ji Qing hates her incompetence.

This is the second time. He can only watch the blood in his body flow out and watch life go away from him little by little.

The next one, maybe the brain.

None of the people he asked his stepmother to look for have come yet.

At this time, the man with the scalpel, looking at Mo fan, seems to be asking his opinion whether the next position of the knife is the head.

Mo fan nodded slightly.

Then the man holding the knife, without hesitation, began to use the knife towards his forehead