Everyone knows you only love her

Old Master Qi turned his head to look, and Qi Jingyan was standing outside the door.

He thought of his son going to the mall today to buy a toy, and later he went chasing after the deer. He didn't know if the toy was bought, so he thought he would pass by Qi's house and stop by to have a look, so he bought the toy.

"He had a severe fever and passed out." Old Master Qi shifted his gaze to Qi Xingcheng.

Regarding Qi Jingyan's appearance, he was surprised, but he also knew that his grandson didn't care about his great-grandson's physical condition at all.

He just sympathized with his great-grandson being ignored, and wanted his great-grandson to get some warmth and attention.

"Grandpa, does Uncle Tang know the leader of the prison?"

Qi Jingyan put the toy on the ground, and stared at Mr. Qi sitting on the chair with black eyes.

Hearing this, Mr. Qi was slightly taken aback, "Why are you asking this?"

He suddenly thought of Lu Hui, who had seen her in the mall, and seemed to have heard her say that she was a prisoner.

"I want to investigate something."

Qi Jingyan said.

Lu Hui, whether you want to come back or not, I want to find out what happened to you back then?

I know that my care and love for you is too late for you.

However, I always want to do something for you.

Even if you don't accept it, as long as I do it, I will have no regrets.

"Well, your cousin does know such a person." Mr. Qi didn't hide any more.

Qi Jingyan didn't even look at the sick Qi Xingcheng, turned around and left.

As soon as the person walked to the door, Mr. Qi's voice sounded again, "She looks terrible, do your best to care for her and love her. You have to go home, even if you don't want to see Little Xingxing, you should come to see her I can't live long, see me, old man."

A Yan, grandpa saw Lu Hui living in such a miserable life, I never dreamed that when she looked at me, her eyes were no different from those of strangers.The girl who was once the same as Hua'er has become completely different now.

It was the Qi family who owed her.

"Ah."

Qi Jingyan said.

He hurried downstairs and met Su Yao in the corridor on the first floor.

"Ayan, are you here to see Little Xingxing?"

When she saw him appear, a smile appeared on her face.

"What are you busy with all day long? You don't even know your son is sick."

He stared at Su Yao coldly, and asked in a cold voice.

When Su Yao heard his questioning, she had a smile on her face, but she was no longer there.

"Ayan, I also have a job."

"Did I blame you?" Qi Jingyan frowned and sneered contemptuously.

Her complexion became even uglier.

"I will take good care of Little Xingxing."

Su Yao didn't dare to talk back.

The changed attitude towards Qi Jingyan made her cautious, just as Liu Yuezhu said, the Song family needed him, and she needed him too.

He didn't talk to Suyao any more, walked forward and walked out of the old house.

Qi Jingyan stood in the courtyard, he took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Uncle Tang, I'm Ayan, is it convenient to meet up?"

The man on the other end of the phone was drawing, and it was quite unexpected to receive a call from him.

"Convenience, you drive to my gallery."

Qi Boxiang told him the address.

Qi Jingyan hung up the phone, opened the door and got in the car.

As soon as his car drove out of the courtyard, Su Yao, who was standing on the corridor on the second floor, grabbed the window frame with one hand, her fingers turned pale.

Lu Hui, you bitch.

It's all you, all you.

She was so angry that she stood in the corridor with a ferocious face, which frightened the servants so much that they dared not go forward.

gallery studio.

Qi Jingyan arrived by car, opened the door and got out of the car, buttoned up his suit with one hand, and walked into the gallery with steady steps.

"A Yan is here, sit down quickly." Qi Boxiang was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, and was holding a beeswax bracelet in his hand.

He has a strong elegant demeanor, and he has a mixed scent of sandalwood and ink on his body. He has been immersed in painting for a long time, and he has cultivated a noble sentiment, which is incompatible with a businessman who smells of copper all over his body.

"Uncle, I have something to ask you."

He wanted to investigate clearly about Lu Hui's imprisonment.

"Don't worry, have a sip of tea first."

Qi Boxiang put the poured tea on the table.

Qi Jingyan respectfully obeys orders, pulls away the chair and walks down, he holds the teacup, puts the tea under the nose and sniffs gently, and then takes a sip, "Good tea, it is Yuqian Longjing, which is boiled. After brewing with snow water, Tang Shu is really a person who knows how to enjoy.”

"Okay, don't praise me. The Qi family has a great career, and it's all up to you alone. Who told me that I have no ambitions and only love to dance and write. By the way, are you still doing morning and evening classes these years? Sandalwood, I Here comes another batch of high-quality goods, remember to take some back when you leave later. You can meditate and be enlightened when you worship the Buddha."

Qi Boxiang took a sip of hot tea with his teacup in hand.

"Thank you, uncle, by the way, I want to meet your friend who is the leader in the prison."

He took out the 4708 number card that Lufen threw to him from his pocket.

Qi Boxiang looked down at the old number cards on the table, and frowned slightly.

"This thing?"

He looked suspiciously.

"Lu Hui gave it to me." Qi Jingyan said.

Lu Hui, I will investigate all the truth.

"Is she not dead?"

Qi Boxiang was surprised.

The man who had been missing for five years was rumored to have fallen into the deep sea, but unexpectedly he was still alive.

"not dead."

Qi Jingyan couldn't bear to continue explaining.

Thinking of Lu Hui, his heart became tangled up.

"As long as you're still alive, let's do it! I'll call and make an appointment with him." He took out his mobile phone and called his friend to confirm the time to meet.

Qi Jingyan glanced at the time displayed on the phone screen, the day passed too quickly, and the club would open again at night, he had to find Lu Hui.

"You guys meet tomorrow, I'll pick you up." Qi Boxiang and Qi Jingyan confirmed the itinerary.

He took back the number card, pursed his thin lips slightly, "Yeah."

After leaving the gallery, Qi Jingyan drove to the headquarters.

The night was as dark as ink, and the club opened the curtain of nightlife again.

Lu Hui put on her cleaning clothes and mopped the floor outside the bathroom. While she was dragging, the mop was stepped on. She slowly raised her head, and she saw a familiar handsome face.

"Please get out of the way."

She said indifferently, with a stern face and no good looks at each other.

"Would you like to come home with me?"

Qi Jingyan repeated the old tune.

He wanted to make up for what he owed her. In the past five years, he didn't live every day well.

Just as Lu Hui was about to speak, a cold voice came from in front of her, "Qi Shao, when did your taste become so mediocre? You are also interested in my female cleaner."

Yu Bo appeared not far from the corridor in time. He folded his arms with both hands, unbuttoned three buttons of his red shirt, his open breast and clavicle loomed, showing a rebellious and arrogant posture.

"You don't care about our husband and wife."

Qi Jingyan asked coldly.

Lu Hui threw the mop on the ground, and she raised her hand to him, "If you don't leave, I will break this finger."

He knew she had post-traumatic disorder, and that extreme behavior existed.

Lu Hui, what should I do before you forgive me?

Qi Jingyan stood there unmoved, and Yu Bo was also waiting to watch the show.

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