Yang Qiqi was stunned, which was too exciting
Yanjie is hidden!
"The play is over, it's time to end." Yanjie untied his cufflinks and said slowly.
When Yang Qiqi saw him roll up his sleeve, she thought it was not simple. She knows Yanjie. She can't be angry. It's really terrible to describe it.
Yang Qiqi observed a moment of silence for Pan Zhe.
Pan zhe took advantage of people's unprepared and ran away.
But Yan Jie had too many men. Where could he run out? He was caught in a short time and knelt in front of Yan Jie.
During this period, the leaders of those people in black, Jiang Dushen, the man who just grabbed pan Zhe, helped Yang Qiqi loose his tie.
Yang Qiqi moved her muscles and bones, came to pan Zhe and stared at him coldly.
Pan zhe hurriedly shouted, "Qiqi, I'm sorry. I know it's wrong. Your adults don't remember villains. Spare me this time. I won't borrow money from you. I won't harass you in the future, and I won't bully you again!"
However, Yang Qiqi was expressionless and full of anger. She raised her foot and kicked pan Zhe's chest.
Pan zhe fell to the ground and coughed violently.
Everyone was slightly surprised. The little girl was too powerful. She was worthy of being arrogant in front of Yan Jie.
Yanjie is used to Yang Qiqi's operation. He raises his lips, "I'm too lazy to deal with this kind of slag goods. I'll give it to you."
Yang Qiqi nodded, "OK, then you always sit there and rest and see how I teach him!"
Yan Jie twitched slightly from the corner of his mouth and whispered a warning in Yang Qiqi's ear, "I'm not so old."
Yang Qiqi ignored it, but directly bent down and picked up pan Zhe, with great strength.
"Give you a face, don't you? Dare to kidnap me? Don't look who covered me!" Yang Qiqi beat around the Bush and held Yan Jie.
Pan zhe didn't know that Yan Jie was so powerful. If he knew that he had great strength, he wouldn't dare to provoke him even if he gave him 10000 courage.
He actually tied Yan Jie. Didn't he dig his own grave?
No wonder Yanjie was surprisingly calm after he was tied. He was not afraid of Pan zhe at all. He just looked at him calmly as a demon.
Yang Qiqi has found the reason now... The boss has rampant capital.
"Qiqi, this is all a misunderstanding. Isn't it April Fool's day in a few days? I'm playing with you. Loosen up and let's have a good talk."
Yang Qiqi kicked pan zhe again. "I have nothing to say with the slag goods! Are you kidding? I'm kidding you now."
With that, Yang Qiqi picked up the swing stick on the ground and squatted in front of Pan zhe with a sneer. A group of female hooligans knocked pan Zhe's face with the swing stick.
"I hear you're going to use this thing to swing me?" Yang Qiqi raised her mouth. "When I play this, you're still picking the mud!"
When the words fell, Yang Qiqi severely swung pan zhe a stick. I don't think this product is so easy to beat. It just faints.
Yang Qiqi rolled her eyes and returned to Yan Jie.
"Solved."
Yan Jie raised his eyebrows. "It's great. Through today's incident, I think it's time to send you a bodyguard."
Yan Jie looked at Jiang Dushen, "ah Shen, you will be responsible for protecting her in the future."
Jiang Dushen nodded slightly, remembered the scene in which Yang Qiqi taught pan zhe a lesson before, and said, "President Yan, does she really need my protection? She was very strong just now."
Yang Qiqi coughed awkwardly.
Yan Jie also smiled, "of course. She likes to provoke little gangsters. No matter how tough she is, it's hard to defeat 100. I'm more relieved that you protect her around her. You know, I trust you most."
Jiang Dushen did not hesitate and nodded solemnly.
On the way back, there was a river in the car.
On the way, Yanjie suddenly stopped, turned to Yang Qiqi and said, "wait a minute, I suddenly remembered something. When you said you were playing with the stick, the smelly boy was still picking the mud? Are you so powerful? Huh?"
Yang Qiqi immediately froze, with a question mark on her face. She couldn't find where Yan Jie was angry.
"So?" Yang Qiqi asked.
"So, you're a little sister? Tut, I don't like it."
"Oh. Actually, I'm just pretending to force. It's my first time."
Yan Jie seemed to be suddenly enlightened and smiled, "anyway, the picture of you beating that boy is really wonderful. I like it!"
Yang Qiqi: "
Large real incense scene?
It's contradictory to say that he doesn't like the little sister and Yang Qiqi, who likes beating people, is also him.
Yang Qiqi rolled her eyes and said nothing.
Jiang Dushen in the back seat looked at the scene quietly and thought about it.
After returning to the villa, Yang Qiqi went to wash.
Yan Jie and Jiang Dushen leaned against the sports car, each holding a can of beer, chatting and drinking.
"Yan Zong, did you give up Miss Fu?" Jiang Dushen asked carefully, in a lukewarm tone, but still couldn't hide his curiosity.
"Why do you ask?" Yan Jie was puzzled and looked a little plain.
Jiang Dushen looked at him calmly. "Mr. Yan, your calm answer shows that you really gave up. I've been following you and know you. If you don't give up, you'll be very excited. I'm very happy to see you don't dig into the horns anymore."
Yan Jie smiled bitterly, then took a fierce sip of wine, "it's OK. Things are changeable and can't be forced. Since she has her own happiness, why should I bother?"
"If you think so, it's wonderful. Mr. Yan, with all due respect, do you have a different feeling about Miss Yang Qiqi?"
"Ah? What nonsense? You, ha ha!" Yanjie patted Xiajiang Dushen on the shoulder, and his eyes couldn't help dodging.
Jiang Dushen coughed fiercely and choked badly. At a glance, he saw that Yan Jie was guilty and knew the answer.
Yang Qiqi came out of the bathroom and saw Jiang Dushen. She was very frightened. There was a faint smell of wine on him.
"What can I do for you?" Yang Qiqi asked awkwardly.
She wore a bathrobe and felt uncomfortable in the face of a very strange man.
Jiang Dushen looked away and said, "Miss Yang, put on your clothes and come to me in the living room."
Yang Qiqi nodded and wondered, what can Jiang Dushen do to find her? It looks like it's important.
After getting dressed, Yang Qiqi went to the living room to find Jiang Dushen.
"Where's Yanjie?"
Jiang Dushen replied, "Mr. Yan has drunk too much. Rest in the car. Don't bother him. Miss Yang, I have some personal topics to tell you."
Yang Qiqi looked around. "Since it's a private topic, come to my room."
After all, there are many servants in the villa.
Jiang Dushen seemed to be waiting for this sentence. He immediately got up and went to the room with Yang Qiqi.