"Jiuer, Jiuer, what's wrong with you? Jiuer..."

Qian Jun shouted anxiously, but could not recall her already dissipated mind. At the moment she fell into the darkness, there was still a smile on the corner of her lips, and the faint smile that was almost invisible was sad and miserable... …

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An hour later, Hu Ziqian walked out of the bedroom, raised his eyes and met a familiar face full of anger. He frowned slightly, and looked indifferent.

"I have something to tell you!"

Qian Jun's always gentle face was rarely covered with frost at this moment, and his sharp eyes shot very coldly on the expressionless face of Ku Ziqian, and said coldly.

After saying that, Qian Jun turned around and was full of cold air, he walked straight downstairs with great strides.

Wei Ziqian frowned his sword eyebrows, looked back at the bedroom, thought for a moment, then reached out and closed the door gently, and followed Qian Jun.

In the quiet and remote back garden, Qian Jun's tall and tall body stood coldly in the dark corner like a statue, and his sharp eyes penetrated the darkness and looked at Ku Ziqian who was calm.

"What's the matter? Tell me!" Wei Ziqian walked to Qian Jun, spoke indifferently, and looked at Qian Jun with the same cold eyes, looking at him with a frank look without any guilt or guilt.

Qian Jun gritted his teeth hard, and the angry flames burned wildly in his chest. He was too lazy to beat around the bush and said coldly, "I want to take Jiuer away!"

As soon as these words were said, the air suddenly cooled down. Wei Ziqian narrowed his eyes, and a cold light quickly flashed through his eyes. He glanced at Qian Jun, and suddenly turned around and left without saying a word.

Qian Jun was stunned and rushed forward and blocked Ku Ziqian's direction with two big strides, blocking his way, frowned and said angrily: "What do you mean?"

"It means no talk!" Wei Ziqian glanced at Qian Jun indifferently, and spoke indifferently.

Qian Jun suffocated, and was gasping for breath by Wei Ziqian's careless attitude. He gritted his teeth hard and scolded him without hesitation: "Gu Yixue has come back, Jiuer is for you Yan has no value in use anymore. What's the point of keeping her at the Ku family?"

Qian Jun really regretted it. If he had known that Hu Ziqian would treat Jiuer like this, he would never have done these things for him. Now he has become an accomplice to hurt Jiuer.

His ears were filled with Qian Jun's accusations, and Wei Ziqian's eyes darkened, and he was filled with cold air. He raised his eyebrows as if nothing had happened and said coldly: "That's my business!"

"There are faults and debts, and there is a master! What happened back then has nothing to do with Jiuer. Please don't use your revenge on her!" Qian Jun growled in a pissy manner, and was very angry by Wei Ziqian's casual attitude .13acv.

"A Jun!" Wei Ziqian's expression, which was originally careless, suddenly became cold, and he shouted in a serious tone. Then, when Qian Jun frowned and met his gaze, he slowly said gloomy and coldly: "Don't slap one by one" 'Jiu', that's not what you called!"

Qian Jun narrowed his eyes and looked at Ku Ziqian and smiled coldly, "Yes! 'Jiu' is your exclusive! Whether it is her person or her name, it has always been your exclusive, but..." He slightly said Pause, his eyes suddenly shone, "That was before yesterday!"

Wei Ziqian looked at Qian Jun coldly with an unpredictable expression. The two equally tall men competed secretly without being outdone, and were evenly matched.

Qian Jun's resentment surged in his heart, grinding his teeth hard, and reprimanded angrily: "From the moment you decided to use her, from the moment you decided to hurt her, from the moment you kicked her away just now From that moment on, she! She is no longer your exclusive choice!”

Is this a provocation or a war letter? Obviously, both are!

Qian Jun suddenly reached out and grabbed Wei Ziqian's clothes hard, with a look of resentment on his face. He gritted his teeth and approached Wei Ziqian's face, and said angrily: "You know she is also my treasure! You are so cruel to her!"

She is also my treasure...

Qian Jun's eyes and tone were filled with heartache and guilt. There was no doubt that the person he felt sorry for was naturally Wei Zidi. When Qian Jun saw the rich affection flowing in Qian Jun's eyes, a sudden surge of heart suddenly emerged. Strong displeasure.

"She is not yours! She was not before, but now, and she will not be like this in the future!" Wei Ziqian covered the cold frost with Han Shuang, pursed her thin lips and looked at Qian Jun, and said coldly word by word.

Wei Ziqian's words clearly showed that he would not let go of Wei Zidi. Qian Jun suddenly looked at him with disbelief and his heart twitched.

"Do you want to imitate your dad?" Qian Jun shouted in surprise, and Xu couldn't help but laugh and sarcastically said: "Do you think Jiuer will be so humble to be your little wife? Wei Ziqian, you may not love her, but Please don’t insult her!”

You may not love her, but please don’t insult her!

Qian Jun's words were loud and verbatim, which made Ku Ziqian's face suddenly become more gloomy. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Qian Jun for a few seconds, then he got out of the order to expel him indifferently.

"A Jun, it's time for you to go back to Qian's house!"

Qian Xingzhong is dead, and the Qian family dare not take action against Ku Ziqian, so they can only cause trouble for Qian Jun. Therefore, Qian Jun's current situation is equivalent to the clay Buddha crossing the river and it is difficult for him to protect himself. Even if he has the ability to settle everything, he will do it in a short period of time. There is no way to get out and fight with him.

Qian Jun frowned, gritted his teeth and endured the anger he was about to burst out, and let go of Kuo Ziqian's clothes. He felt heartbroken when he thought that he could not accompany Jiuer, who was injured.

"A Jun, although you are no longer Jiuer's uncle, but..." A sneered at the corner of his lips, and he spoke gently as if he was careless. He deliberately paused slightly, his voice suddenly became cold, and he said: Now you have become her uncle, but this time it's true!"

Her uncle... this time it really...

Qian Jun's face was pale in an instant, his heart twitched violently, and his blood was in pain...

From the beginning, he has been walking in hopeless love. He can guard her, but he is never qualified to touch her...

At this moment, Qian Jun's cell phone in his jacket pocket suddenly rang. He frowned hard, took out his cell phone to pick it up, and pressed it to his ear.

The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what he said, but Qian Jun's face became more and more serious. Soon, he said in a deep voice, "I'll be back soon!" and then took the phone call.

"Ziqian, I said, if you can't protect her well, then--" Qian Jun's face was serious, and every word was filled with firmness and warning that could not be ignored. He slowly uttered the last two words, "I'll do it, I'll do it." !”

What kind of generation, blood relationship, and secular vision... nothing is considered in his heart!

After saying that, Qian Jun turned around and walked quickly into the house. Ku Ziqian put his hands in his trouser pockets, and coldly pursed his thin lips and looked at Qian Jun's leaving back with an unpredictable look, slightly stunned...

Qian Jun walked into the house and walked straight towards Lan Ma's room, where Li Zidi was.

As soon as he walked to Lan Ma's door, he was about to push the door, but the door suddenly opened. Wei Ziyi's handsome but solemn handsome face suddenly came into his eyes.

"How is Jiuer? Do you want to go to the hospital?" Qian Jun asked anxiously with his eyebrows frowned, his eyes full of worry and anxiety.

Wei Ziyi turned his eyes and looked at the two bodyguards stationed not far away. He pursed his lips in anger, then sighed helplessly, and said softly: "It's so late, she can't stand the tossing! ”

If she was sent to the hospital, she would definitely alarm her mother and elder brother again. The noisy quarrels were really annoying. It would be better to have less trouble than more trouble.

"Then her injury..." Qian Jun frowned fiercely.

"It's not very serious. I will clean her up. As long as you don't have a fever, it should be fine!" Wei Ziyi said softly, with a hint of guilt in his tone, because the person who abused was his mother, and although he did not agree with his mother. But I can't stop it.

When he heard that Zidi's injury was not serious, Qian Jun's heart finally fell down and he let out a heavy breath. He raised his eyes and looked into the room through the half-open door, while looking at it with heartache. Lin Zidi, who was still confused while lying on the bed, said helplessly: "I have to go back to Qian's house now."

Wei Ziyi understood and nodded gently, "Go! I will take care of her!"

Qian Jun reluctantly withdrew his gaze from the weak little figure on the bed, turned to look at Ku Ziyi, and solemnly entrusted it, "Then I'll hand her over to you!"

"Don't worry! She won't be in trouble!" Ku Ziyi focused again and promised that Qian Jun was comforting him.

"Yeah!" After getting Wei Ziyi's promise, Qian Jun felt a little relieved, nodded heavily, then turned around and walked towards the gate of the Wei family.

As soon as Qian Jun left, Lan's mother hurried over with a small bottle and said, "Sixth Master, you have brought the potion you want."

"Mom Lan, please take off Xiaojiu's clothes and let her lie on the bed. I'll treat her wounds." Wei Ziyi took the potion bottle from Mom Lan and immediately ordered in a deep voice.

"Okay!...Big...Big Young Master..." Lan's mother responded quickly, but when she looked up, she saw the man standing coldly behind Wei Ziyi and stuttered.

Wei Ziyi turned his head suddenly, frowned slightly at Wei Ziqian who suddenly arrived, with an unconcealed dissatisfaction in his eyes, and he pursed his lips coldly and was too lazy to speak.

Wei Ziqian lowered his eyes and looked at the potion in Wei Ziyi's hand, and reached out, "I'll do it!"

"No!" Wei Ziyi immediately replied coldly, and at the same time, the hand holding the potion bottle subconsciously avoided Wei Ziqian's stretched out hand and said, "I am a doctor! I dare not compare with you anything else to deal with the wound. Brother, don’t compete with me!”

Wei Ziyi's tone was very choking, and his arrogant attitude was completely gone. His admiration and admiration for Wei Ziqian in the past was obviously arguing for the poor little sister.

"Give it to me!" Wei Ziqian's face turned cold, as if he was unwilling to say more to Wei Ziyi. He spread his hands and ordered coldly, and then added, "Don't you know how to avoid suspicion?"

"Avoid suspicion? What suspicion? She is my sister!" Ku Ziyi sneered, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"She is not your sister!"

"Only you don't treat her as your sister!"

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