Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

"What else can you threaten me with?"

Gong Huasui turned and walked towards the door.

"Don't forget where you are now." Gong Boqi's face was grim. "Without my permission, you can't leave this house tonight."

Before he finished speaking, the bodyguards who were lying in ambush in various places in the room showed up.

Three of them blocked the door, and the rest quickly approached Gong Huasui and stopped one meter away.

Gong Huasui glanced around, finally passing the wall of people and fixing his gaze on Gong Boqi's face.

After many years, he finally had the courage to call out that name again.

"Uncle, you can't let me stay with you until death just because you were a coward and didn't dare to break the taboo and confess your feelings to the person you liked. My mother will scold you to death in heaven."

He even smiled as he said this, and his tone was lazy, as if he didn't care at all that he was in danger.

Gong Boqi's eyes turned completely cold, "Who told you that?"

He repeatedly warned people not to tell anyone about what happened back then, but some people still couldn't keep their mouths shut!

Gong Huasui found it inexplicably funny just by looking at his reaction.

"This is a serious family matter, why are you so angry? Or do you think this matter is not fair?"

"Who told you that?" Gong Boqi repeated.

"Really want to know? I don't want to tell you."

"What do you want to do?"

"Let us go, it's that simple. The happiness you can't get, I must get."

"Gong Huasui!"

"I'm not deaf, I can hear you."

Seeing that he acted like a naughty kid who refused to listen, Gong Baiqi suddenly snatched the paper from his assistant's arms and threw it at him.

The sky was filled with papers that swayed and floated down like snowflakes, covering the ground.

The sudden loss of control seemed to lower the air pressure around him, and angry gasps filled the entire room. Except for Gong Huasui, no one else dared to breathe and quickly lowered their heads.

Perhaps because his sore spot was touched, Gong Baiqi's eyes were full of red bloodshot, and he looked particularly terrifying.

Gong Huasui raised his eyelids and looked him in the eye without fear. "My mother told me this in a dream. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

These words hit someone's sore spot, and the air suddenly fell into deathly silence.

If there weren't large pieces of paper scattered on the ground, the rage just now might have been an illusion.

At this time, Gong Baiqi asked for the area to be cleared. Everyone did not dare to delay and hurriedly retreated, putting the fallen door panels back in place.

Soon there were only two people left in the room.

Gong Boqi walked to the desk and sat down.

After calming down, he listed all the possibilities, overturning them one by one, until the most unlikely fact remained.

This was a scandal destined to be taken to the grave, but unexpectedly, it was dug up again.

He underestimated his nephew.

On the surface, they were terrified of him, but secretly they were working to encircle and incite him to defect.

This "sleeping on straw and tasting gall" attitude is the same as his cowardly father.

"Rather than a dream, I'd rather believe it was your father who left you a backup plan."

Gong Baiqi's left hand, hidden under the table, slowly touched the metal handle in the center of the drawer.

If he pulled it out further, he would be able to completely dismantle this hidden bomb.

"Don't you know if my father left me a backup plan?" Gong Huasui pointed out. "You didn't handle your own tail well, got caught, and you blame a dead man?"

Gong Boqi placed his right hand on the table, tapping his knuckles rhythmically. He stared at Gong Huasui across the desk, more than a meter away, not wanting to miss any expression on his face.

"When did you know that?"

"Is it important?"

Gong Huasui curled up his lips, and his bright smile was dazzling.

"Although it's a little blurry, in my memory, you held me in your arms and looked at my mother's back with eyes that you couldn't restrain at all."

"Also, every time I have dinner with my family, as soon as I mention my mom, they subconsciously look at you, saying you're not innocent."

He touched his face.

"They said that except for my eyes, everything else on my face looks like my dad's, so it's normal and reasonable for you to dislike me and want to beat me up since you were a child."

Gong Boqi suddenly sneered, "Your brain is a bit useful."

He opened the drawer.

On the left is the key, and on the right is the "truth" with a metallic luster.

He took out the key without hesitation, pressed it on the table, slid it out, and stopped right in front of Gong Huasui.

Silently putting the last chance in front of Gong Huasui.

"Let's both take a step back and go upstairs and sleep with her. As long as we can have a child, I'll agree to you being together. Whether it's an engagement party or a wedding party, I'll give you a grand ceremony."

Gong Huasui's face was full of disgust and absurdity. He picked up the key, threw it to the floor with a clatter, and crushed it hard with his foot.

"You. Dream."

After saying that, he turned and left without even looking at Gong Baiqi's ugly face.

A sigh was heard behind him, followed by a ringing in his ears and a huge gunshot exploding on him.

"boom--"

Gong Huasui staggered forward.

His face was suddenly splashed with warm liquid. He rolled his eyes stiffly and looked down, only to see a blood flower blooming on his snow-white shirt.

Gong Huasui opened his mouth and covered the wound on his chest that was bleeding, trying to stop the blood from flowing more slowly.

But everything will be in vain.

At this moment, he felt inexplicably panicked and instinctively wanted to leave here, leave this room.

He is going to find Qinghe.

Gong Boqi calmly put the black metal in his hand back into the drawer, crossed his hands in front of his abdomen, and quietly admired every move of Gong Huasui in his struggle for survival.

Without his order, the person at the door would never open it.

Gong Huasui didn't know where he got the strength from, but he actually pulled the door out of place.

The three people outside the door had no time to react and fell to the ground with a thud while still holding the door handle.

The other bodyguards in the corridor immediately became alert, but when they saw Gong Huasui and the blood trailing behind him, they froze in place.

I didn't know whether to go up and stop him first or call the emergency number first.

In the banquet hall.

Jin Taolang looked upwards as if he sensed something, his eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze passed through the layers of added walls, and when he saw the confrontation, he frowned unconsciously.

That's too late.

"I'll be back in ten minutes... I don't know for sure. I might not be back in the evening, so don't wait for me."

Chi Qinghe looked very bad, and his hands unconsciously covered his heart, even the roots of his fingers were trembling. Jin Taolang patted his shoulder.

"Remember, you are not allowed to eat anything. Retreat on time in half an hour."

After saying that, without waiting for Chi Qinghe to agree, the curtains behind the sofa were suddenly blown up by the wind.

When I fell down again, there was no one beside me.

Chi Qinghe felt unreasonably flustered, but Sewdeen in his arms sensed his emotions and stopped moving.

With her round eyes open, she consciously adjusted her position and curled up in Chi Qinghe's arms, ready to fall asleep.

Chi Qinghe patted Sewdeen's back from time to time, and kept asking in his mind whether 4011 had found Gong Huasui.

Three minutes later, 4011 replied to him.

[Host, don't worry, he's right under my nose, nothing can happen to him! ]

Chi Qinghe glanced at the series of messages on the screen that had not been replied to yet, and was skeptical about what 4011 said.

[Which room are you in now? I'll come find you.]

Hearing that the host was coming, 4011 panicked and his hands, feet and arms became uncontrollable and fell limply to the ground.

Jin Taolang glanced at it warningly, and 4011 felt as if it was struck by lightning. Suddenly, the pain in its waist and legs stopped, and it could even tell lies easily.

[Host, there are so many people here. If you come over, you might alert them. Why don't you wait until Gong Huasui is alone and then sneak over here?]

Chi Qinghe thought that Gong Huasui could go back with him tonight, but given the current situation, he would probably have to stay at his own home.

He opened his phone again and sent another text message to Gong Huasui:

Remember to go to bed early, good night.

After delivering the message, he picked up the sleepy Sewdeen and walked towards the door.

"Uncle Feng, Sewdeen is almost asleep. Where is his room? I'll carry him over."

"I'll take you there." The old butler smiled kindly and bowed to him as if to invite him in.

The curvature of Chi Qinghe's mouth corners remains unchanged.

"Thank you."

"You are the young master's lover. If you have any questions, you can ask me."