Quick Wear: The Crazy Boss Only Loves the Cold Host

The marks on Jiang Qing's neck were too heavy. Fortunately, winter was approaching, and if she wanted to go out, she could wear a high-necked shirt to cover up the kiss marks.

Jiang Qing remained calm and told people who asked about the bitten corner of his mouth that it was because he was getting angry.

In the afternoon, Lin Xiaoyun and two other roommates invited her to have dinner together. Jiang Qing rarely refused others, so she followed Lin Xiaoyun to a nearby shopping mall.

The wind was quite strong, and people walking on the road couldn't help but shiver their shoulders.

Lin Xiaoyun was a very lively girl. Maybe because Jiang Qing looked too quiet on weekdays, she held Jiang Qing's hand the whole time and tried to find topics to chat.

Most college students choose hotpot when they go out for dinner. The boiling bright red soup is jumping in the pot, and various tender meat slices are placed on the side, matched with rich and diverse vegetarian dishes. You can tell at a glance that it will be a feast for the taste buds.

Jiang Qing and another girl named Chen Qian couldn't eat spicy food, so Lin Xiaoyun thoughtfully ordered half a pot of clear soup for them.

This was actually not the first time Jiang Qing and her roommates had gone out to eat. When school just started, they had a barbecue together on the pretext of knowing each other, so everyone was familiar with each other at this dinner.

Jiang Qing doesn't speak actively, but he always answers questions.

After finishing the meal, the whole body felt warm. The girls suggested going shopping to digest the food. As soon as they walked out of the hot pot restaurant, Lin Xiaoyun said she wanted to go to the bathroom, and then the other two also said they wanted to go together. Only Jiang Qing was standing at the corner waiting, carrying the snacks sent by the hot pot restaurant.

She lowered her head to check her phone, and heard Xiao Qi shouting hurriedly: [Qingqing, someone is here! ]

The next moment she looked up, but someone covered her mouth and nose with a cloth and she fainted.

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When Jiang Qing regained consciousness, she felt a splitting headache that caused her body to tremble slightly.

When she opened her eyes, it was still dark. She took a closer look at the current situation.

It seemed that he was tied to a chair.

[Qingqing, you're awake. I'm sorry, Qingqing, I should have noticed it earlier! ]

"fine."

[You are Li Qianxue’s younger brother. Qi Ziyi has arrested you…]

Xiao Qi sounded very cowardly. He didn't know why Qi Ziyi had captured Jiang Qing. The two of them were obviously not related at all.

It's also its fault. I saw Jiang Qing and the others enjoying the hotpot so much, but I couldn't eat any of it, so I couldn't help but stay in my own place.

Jiang Qing sighed in her heart, she thought of Li Qianxue.

Not long after, she heard footsteps and raised her head slightly.

"you're awake?"

It was Qi Ziyi. Compared to his usual clear and melodious voice, his voice was a little hoarse now.

Jiang Qing didn't say anything.

Qi Ziyi didn't care whether Jiang Qing would respond to him. Jiang Qing could feel him walking in front of her.

A chill touched my cheek.

It's a knife.

"Can you take that stuff off my eyes?"

The amplitude of his speech pulled the muscles on his cheek, causing a slight stinging sensation near the blade, but Jiang Qing didn't care much.

"I thought Miss Jiang wasn't going to talk anymore."

The coldness went away, Qi Ziyi put away the knife, reached out and felt the back of Jiang Qing's head, allowing her to see the light again.

After being in the dark for too long, Jiang Qing squinted his eyes in discomfort as he suddenly appeared in the light.

She couldn't tell where it was; it looked like a small abandoned warehouse in the suburbs.

For a moment, a white light flashed across her eyes, which could not be captured by the naked eye.

Jiang Qing pursed her lips, unable to tell the emotion, "You're dying."

Since Jiang Qing came to this world, she has never taken the initiative to look at the cause and effect of others. This is the first time she has used her spiritual power to look at a person's fate.

Qi Ziyi is dying and doesn't have much time left.

Qi Ziyi paused as he was about to speak, then leaned down, and the sharp knife was once again pressed against Jiang Qing's face. Jiang Qing lowered her eyes and could only see his wrist, which was so thin that the veins were clearly visible.

"Yes, I'm dying, so I want to find someone to bury with me."

"Ms. Jiang looks very suitable."

Qi Ziyi couldn't explain why, but when he was once again hospitalized due to illness, once again saw the doctor shaking his head at the test results, and once again asked him and his family to be mentally prepared, he felt that he wanted to do something.

When he saw Li Qianxue sitting there quietly and sad, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

His sister has given up so much for him, why can't she even get a little love?

He saw Mo Yan holding Jiang Qing at one banquet and drinking party after another, and saw Li Qianxue coming home from those places of fame and fortune again and again to drink just to get drunk.

What Li Qianxue would not say and dare not fight for, he said for her, he would help her get it.

Now that he has only a short life, he is not afraid of anything.

Because he was tied up, Jiang Qing's originally high-necked clothes were messed up, revealing a few red marks.

Qi Ziyi glanced down and saw it. His eyes couldn't help but become colder. He sneered, "Uncle and niece, how disgusting."

"Didn't Miss Jiang feel that he was despicable when she kissed Mo Yan?"

"He must have put a lot of effort into getting you, right?"

"You two shouldn't be together."

The cold blade once again pressed against Jiang Qing and pressed hard against her throat.

"Does Li Qianxue know?"

Jiang Qing's words suddenly struck Qi Ziyi's heart, causing him to show a rare trace of confusion, but he quickly came back to his senses, and his originally sickly face was left with only endless mockery and indifference.

"Does Li Qianxue know that you want to kill someone because of her?"

Jiang Qing knew that she couldn't die here today, but she didn't understand why Qi Ziyi did this.

"Li..."

The chill pierced into Jiang Qing's shoulder, blood splattered, and the words he was about to say were cut off.

Jiang Qing gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound. Qi Ziyi's expression became eerie and terrifying the moment the blade pierced into his flesh. He no longer looked as handsome as he used to be. His delicate face, which seemed to be somewhat feminine, suddenly revealed an evil aura.

Jiang Qing was breathing heavily because he was trying to bear the pain, and the pain in his shoulder relieved some of his headache.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but Qi Ziyi spoke first in a gloomy voice: "If you continue talking, this knife will stab you in the heart, Miss Jiang."

"Do you think Mo Yan will go crazy?"

He held the knife handle tightly with one hand and let the knife stay on Jiang Qing's shoulder. With the other hand, he turned Jiang Qing's face, forcing her to look at him and breathe heavily.

"Once Mo Yan goes crazy, he will no longer be the capable and resourceful President Yan."

"Tell me, what's so good about him? Huh? You are his niece, how could he have the heart to do that to you? How could such a disgusting person have the right to do that! Why would my sister still be obsessed with him!"

Qi Ziyi's eyes were red with excitement, and he stared at Jiang Qing with madness in his eyes.

[Qingqing! Mo Yan is here with his men! ]

Xiao Qi's voice came into Jiang Qing's mind, and his tightly clamped jaw loosened a little at this moment.

"I don't know..." Jiang Qing smiled. This smile made her blood boil. She already had a severe headache and after coughing twice, she almost fainted again.

"Do you like Li Qianxue?"

Jiang Qing was asking Qi Ziyi sincerely. She suddenly felt the emotion called joy. Qi Ziyi liked Li Qianxue, but not the kind of love that Mo Yan had for her. Instead, it was a purer kind of love that could easily drive people crazy.

It is a kind of obsessive to fanatical love for another person.

Qi Ziyi seemed to be unable to bear hearing Jiang Qing mention Li Qianxue's name. His expression changed again and again, as if he was enduring it. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "You shouldn't mention her."

The next second, he released the hand that was holding Jiang Qing's chin and pulled out the knife that was stabbed in Jiang Qing's shoulder. Bright red blood gushed out immediately, and the sharp blade was about to fall again and pierce her heart.