Qi Qian said: "I... I didn't want to hide about it. I started beating people."
"It's really your hand." Chang Xia was a little surprised. She didn't expect that what corier said was the truth. Now contact a think, as if to know why the hospital gerst is not willing to say things out, perhaps because he knows that the attacker is Qi Qian, if you say it is Qi Qian, Chang Xia will blame Qi Qian.
Therefore, gerst did not say that he was protecting Qi Qian.
This thought, on the contrary, made Chang Xia angry. Now she stood up and knocked Qi Qian's chest with her hand: "you tell me why you want to hit people."
"I don't like him!"
"Don't like him? If you don't like gerst, you can hurt people like this! " Chang Xia is angry, and the flame in her chest seems to be burning, which makes her blood boil. She didn't expect that Qi Qian was such a person. Just because she didn't like someone, she wanted to fight someone.
Chang Xia asked: "if you don't like it, you will beat someone. If someone offends you, will you kill him?"
Chang Xia's words were just a tentative question, but Qi Qian answered her seriously: "yes, I will kill him."
Qi Qian had no emotion when he spoke, and his face was stiff, just like a cold machine. This kind of person is his husband, Chang Xia really can't figure it out, even for him to feel so strange, what happened before, why would choose such a person to become a husband.
"So you are such a person, Qi Qian. I mistook you. I thought you were a good man. It seems that I thought too much."
"Xiao Xia..." Qi Qian stretched out his hand to Chang Xia's waist. He wanted to say something, but he met Chang Xia's fierce resistance.
"Let go of me." Chang Xia struggled hard, and finally pushed him back with both hands.
Chang Xia looked at Qi Qian and asked, "do you need an explanation? Don't say I won't give you a chance to explain why you hit him. "
Chang Xia doesn't want things to be misunderstood. Although Qi Qian said he didn't like gerst before he started, maybe there is still a misunderstanding.
Qi Qian didn't want to explain himself. He said calmly: "I don't want to see you with him, so I hit people."
Because of jealousy and hate, which became his motivation to hit people. Chang Xia can't understand why Qi qian does it because of this. After all, even though she is his wife, she has made it clear that her relationship with gerst is false.
"Qi Qian, you are so unreasonable. The relationship between gerst and me is an ordinary one. We all do this to drive away collier."
"I know, but I don't want you to be touched by other men, even if you're OK."
"It's really barbaric of you to say that. Do you take me as your personal belongings?" Chang Xia's tone is full of disgust. Even a real couple can't interfere with each other's freedom.
Love is an emotion of mutual respect and tolerance. If we impose interference, the bound love will not be happy at all.
Qi Qian is an educated man and the president of a company. He should know this, but he interferes in his own affairs like a chicken bellied man.
"Qi Qian, you are so narrow-minded." Chang Xia has nothing to say. She wears a pair of light sports shoes and turns her head to leave. No matter how much she says at this time, it's no use, because it's like casting pearls before swine with Qi Qian.
In the luxurious room, the sunlight outside the window shines in, and the printed sheets look clean. Qi Qian, sitting on the bed, looks decadent. He holds his head in his hands and curls up like a poor stray dog. Maybe he was regretting what he had done before.
Next to the bed, there were a bunch of pictures that collier had handed to him.
The photos show the intimate situations of Chang Xia and gerst, holding hands, hugging, whispering, walking together and feeding each other. If outsiders look at it, they will know that the two people in the photo are lovers.
But in fact, Chang Xia has said that she and gerst are ordinary friends. They are disguised lovers. Qi Qian clearly knows this relationship, but when he sees these photos, he feels angry, as if something precious as his life has been robbed. So in a rage, he finds gerst out, quarrels with him, and even fights with him.
Now looking at the photos beside the bed, Qi Qian clenched his teeth, clenched the more than ten photos into a crumpled ball with his fist, and finally threw them into the garbage can.
In fact, these photos are all corier's strategies. She deliberately uses these photos to annoy Qi Qian. In this way, Qi Qian will take the initiative to destroy the affairs of gerst and Chang Xia. All these things are developing naturally and smoothly.
Qi Qian actually knows that he has become someone else's pawn, but even if he knows it, he still can't control it.
"What's the matter with me..." looking up at the ceiling, Qi Qian whispered. He really can't stand Chang Xia's closeness to other men. He can't stand every moment. At the same time, his phone rang. It was collier.
The voice was as clear as the sound of a stream hitting a pebble. On the phone, collier asked sweetly, "well, Mr. Qi, do you like the present I gave you? It's just that you're too hard on my cousin. " Collier's words seemed to be reproachful, but there was more joy in her tone. Qi Qian's voice was low and terrible on the phone. He asked, "do you use me?"“ Yes, I'm taking advantage of you, but I'm not cheating you. After all, you hit my cousin, and I didn't instigate you. "“ You know, girls who are too smart usually don't get good results“ Yes, but I also know that stupid people will be deprived of happiness. My happiness is my cousin. I don't know what Mr. Qi's happiness is. " Isn't Qi Qian's happiness Chang Xia? The person he loves most is his happiness. He perseveres and pursues, in order to live together with a person for a lifetime. So even though he knew that collier used him as a chess piece, Qi Qian didn't go to her for trouble, because it was his idea to fight gerst. But after a while, Qi Qian seems to be calming down. He knows that he shouldn't disturb Chang Xia any more. He has promised her that he will give her a month. But opposite collier, she said something attractive and dangerous, like the devil waving to herself in hell.