"Qin, President Qin..." Regardless of his abdominal pain, Zhao Zicheng climbed up from the ground, bowing and bowing to the Marquis Qin, respectfully like a pug.

Shaojue Qin sneered contemptuously, "young master Zhao was very powerful just now? Even my fiancee dares to do it? It's very manly. "

Zhao Zicheng is sweating like rain. His face can be said to be colorless. He can't care to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead and pull out a reluctant and twisted arc: "if I knew they were your friends of general manager Qin, I would never have done such rude behavior."

"Do you mean that if they don't know me today, it doesn't matter if they are humiliated or even beaten by you, even if they deserve it?" Shaojue Qin narrowed his ink eyes, and there was endless ice in his eyes.

"I, I don't mean that..." Zhao Zicheng was sweating. He was tongue tied and wanted to explain. He met young Lord Qin, who had seen through his eyes before and couldn't help shrinking. "I really didn't. I didn't mean to."

"Mr. Qin, I know I'm wrong, really!" Zhao Zicheng lowered his noble head with a good attitude of admitting his mistake. No one ever found that his drooping eyes flickered with reluctance and resentment.

Perhaps still thinking about today's bad luck, kicked a piece of iron, steal chicken not into erosion rice.

Luo Xiaoxiao, who is protected by young Lord Qin, pays attention to Zhao Zicheng's face all the way. Naturally, he can see the unwilling flash on his face: "wrong? Do you really think you're wrong? "

Zhao Zicheng raised his head, just want to make up the wrong words like water general pour out, the next second, in front of the woman red lips a hook issued a cold laugh.

"No, you never feel that you are wrong. Even in your heart, you will think that it is not you who are wrong this time. It's Zhou Xiaojing and I who have lost your face that you can't control yourself."

The sound is as clear as a mountain spring, and it is clear in the air, with a chill from the snow mountain.

"Well, it's also true that people like you, who have been superior since they were born, think that they are born noble and can trample on the dignity of others at will.

In the eyes of people like you, your identity and status not only can't let you shoulder the responsibility and restrain your own behavior, but also become a bargaining chip for you to act recklessly and trample on others.

I really want to know if one day, if you were to be slaughtered, would you regret your disrespect for others? "

Seeing that she was tired, I opened the chair and let her sit down.

Zhao Zicheng is like a guilty child at this time. He does not retort with his head down.

Just a little careful observation of his body language and micro expression can find that he has no repentance until now.

"Xiao Xiao, do you really want to know what he would look like if he had nothing to be slaughtered?" On one side, young Baron Qin spoke quietly, his tone was light, life and death were between his thoughts, but he was so calm.

Shaojue Qin stood behind Luo Xiaoxiao and stood there as a guardian.

His whispering voice was very light and fell in Zhao Zicheng's ears, but it was like thunder.

In Jiangcheng, the Qin family can be described as covering the sky with only one hand. As long as young Lord Qin wants, there is nothing he can't do.

"Qin Shao, Qin Shao, I really know I'm wrong." Zhao Zicheng's face at this time appeared a bit of real regret.

Shaojue Qin's thin lips were curved with a smile, and he looked at Zhao Zicheng in front of him.

Zhao Zicheng, who is standing in front of young Lord Qin, feels as if he is half short. He has no feelings for his eyes. He even has the illusion that he has been sentenced to death.

"Well, do you want to see it?" Shaojue Qin's epilogue is full of bewitching. It seems that as long as Luo Xiaoxiao nods his head, he will destroy the Zhao family without hesitation.

Zhao Zicheng's knees softened, and he knelt down to shaojue Qin with a plop. In an instant, he burst into tears: "Shao Qin! Qin Shao! You must hold your hand high, please

Luo Xiaoxiao's eyes showed a look of disgust. He pulled the sleeve of shaojue Qin and said in a soft voice, "shaojue, let's go. It makes me sick to stay in the same room with this man."

Young Baron Qin followed the flow of kindness. He didn't even give Zhao Zicheng a look. He just hooked Luo Xiaoxiao's slender waist and went out of the coffee shop with her.

They walked so fast that they couldn't see Zhao Zicheng sitting on his knees in the coffee shop. The expression on his face changed from regret, fear and unwillingness at the beginning to bright hatred.

Luo Xiaoxiao and Qin shaojue walk out of the cafe, and Zhou Xiaojing and Heping Qian follow them.

"What a pity for my milk tea." Luo whispered, "I haven't had a drink."

"It's too bad for my cup." Zhou Xiaojing followed.

"What's your pity? Didn't you splash that man's face? " Luo Xiaoxiao came forward and took Zhou Xiaojing by the arm.

Qin shaojue's eyes fell on the joint of the two people's arms. His eyes flashed. Seeing that Zhou Xiaojing was a girl, he didn't care."I regret that I didn't break him ten minutes ago!" Zhou Xiaojing gritted her teeth and said, "ten minutes ago, the milk tea was still hot."

"Why don't we go back and pour him another drink?" With two male gods guarding him, Luo Xiaoxiao is also born of evil from the edge of courage.

"Forget it. It's a waste to pour milk tea on him." Zhou Xiaojing waved her hand, but her eyes flashed across Ping Qian's body, and the corners of his lips were covered with blood.

The next second, she put her hot suit coat on Zhou Xiaojing's shoulder and looked up with a stiff face: "how can you dress like this? You are not afraid of catching cold."

Ping Qian had a cold face, but the tip of his ear was slightly red through his skin.

"Thirty two degrees today!" Zhou Xiaojing gave an exaggerated cry.

When Luo Xiaoxiao saw that they were picking their eyebrows like this, he thought it was funny. He took out the car key from his bag and gave it to Zhou Xiaojing: "Xiao Jing, Ping Qian looks seriously injured. Would you like to drive him to the hospital for an examination?"

Zhou Xiaojing just wanted to say that Ping Qian's thick skin was just a fall, so she didn't have to go to the hospital. She saw Luo Xiaoxiao winking at her all the time.

Zhou Xiaojing bit her lower lip and hesitated for only two seconds. As if she wanted to give herself a last chance, she spat out a good word and took Ping Qian to the parking lot.

Luo Xiaoxiao bumped into the young Baron Qin and said, "do you think there is a play between them?"

"I don't know if there is any drama between them. I only know that my girlfriend has left me in the cold for five minutes and thirty-eight seconds." Shaojue Qin raised his wrist and looked at Patek Feili between his wrists. He was very knowledgeable.

"Oh? Has it been that long? " Luo Xiaoxiao was full of smile. He got up on tiptoe and hooked the neck of young Baron Qin. He generously gave him a shallow kiss. "Look, you just performed well in the coffee shop. I'll reward you."

Young Lord Qin gazed at the delicate eyebrows and eyes of the woman in front of him. Looking at her own reflection in her clear eyes, the corners of her lips could not resist the beautiful radian.