Scum attack, your father is here!

Painful panting came from the microphone, mixed with electric hissing, which was not clear, but the breathing was heavy, and the voice was crying when he spoke, which was obviously not pretending.

Although Chu Queze was perverted, he was still a 16-year-old minor. It was absolutely impossible for Qi Qingyun to sit idly by and let the injured party go.

More importantly, only Chu Queze knows where Qi Yousui is now, and Qi Qingyun still needs the information he has on him, so he has to save him.

"Go and have a look."

With a serious expression, Qi Qingyun quickly asked Chu Queze on the phone to report the address, and then immediately dragged Zhong Xuejin over there.

When Qi Qingyun arrived at the scene, he really saw Chu Queze sitting on the ground in embarrassment, his body was bruised and purple, his skin was ripped apart, and he stretched out his fingertips to cover the deep bone scar on his calf, and his ankle was swollen. , the whole face was wet from crying, holding the mobile phone that had been out of power for a long time, like a wet little puppy who couldn't find a home, panicked and didn't know what to do.

"Are you OK?!"

Qi Qingyun's face was serious, her jaw line was tense, she squatted down to inspect the wounds on Chu Queze's body, and before she had time to ask where Qi Yousui had gone, she hurriedly worked with Zhong Xue to carry him not far away On the side of the main road, I took a car to rush to the hospital.

After a period of turmoil, Chu Queze finally received the doctor's treatment successfully. Except for some serious skin trauma and a slight concussion, there was no internal organ damage.

Qi Qingyun paid for Chu Queze's medical expenses without any hassle, and after a brief conversation with the doctor, she came to the side of the hospital bed, sat down beside the pale Chu Queze, raised her eyelids, revealing a pair of cold and clean eyes , said in a low voice:

"feelling better?"

"The doctor said that your injury was not serious, and no bones or internal organs were injured. It's your fate."

Chu Queze thought about Qi Qingyun's words in his heart, and couldn't help feeling a little panic, not knowing whether Qi Qingyun's words were sarcasm or caring, so he could only carefully grab the corner of his clothes with his fingers, his black hair limp It falls to the ear, like a helpless kitten:

"Thank you, Uncle Qi..."

"It's okay." Qi Qingyun sat in a different posture, and looked at Chu Queze face to face, trying to suppress the impatience in his heart, and asked in a slow tone:

"Can you tell me now, who took You Sui away?"

Hearing this, Chu Queze glanced reflexively at Zhong Xuejin who was behind Qi Qingyun, and saw that the other party was looking at him expressionlessly, a little scared, subconsciously shrank his neck, struggled for a while, and then said in a low voice :

"...It's the Zhong family."

"..... Zhong's family?" Qi Qingyun suspected that she had heard it wrong, her heart was flustered by this sentence, she couldn't help frowning, subconsciously asked:

"Which Zhong family?"

"The Zhong family of Nangang family."

Chu Queze didn't dare to say too much. He thought that Zhong Xuejin had colluded with other Zhong family members to take Qi Yousui away, so he kept a high degree of vigilance against Zhong Xuejin, and he always felt that Zhong Xuejin was looking at him now. The look in his eyes was terrifying, for fear that the other party would jump over and beat him, he subconsciously leaned his back against the cold wall in an attempt to find some sense of security, his fingertips that were holding the hem of his clothes were almost white, his wrist trembled slightly, and he mumbled:

"...I saw it clearly. It's a black Mercedes-Benz with the serial number 8. I'm sure that the Zhong family took You Sui away."

Before Chu Queze's family went bankrupt, Chu Queze and Qi Yousui had been young children, and they knew everything about each other's family and small details. Since he said that the Zhong family took Qi Yousui away, then Unlikely to be lying.

Besides, Qi Qingjun also saw a Mercedes-Benz with number 8 driving Qi Yousui and Zhong Xuejin home at the school gate, so it should be basically certain that the ones who took Qi Yousui away were the Zhong family.

Thinking of this, Qi Qingyun let go of his heart a little, but he was still puzzled, and couldn't help but start to mutter.

If it was the Zhong family, then there was no need for them to forcibly take Qi Yousui away, which made no sense; besides, although Qi Yousui was willful, it was not unreasonable, and it was unlikely that he would directly conflict with the Zhong family, which was completely unreasonable.

Could it be that some irreconcilable conflict suddenly broke out between Qi Yousui and the Zhong family who took him away, and that's why the situation got out of hand?

and.........

What Qi Qingyun is most puzzled about now is the injury on Chu Queze's body, so she couldn't help but ask, "Where did the injury on your body come from?"

He knew the Zhong family. Although all of them were cold-blooded and their interests were paramount, it was impossible for them to casually hurt innocent people and knock down the irrelevant Chu Queze.

"... I was not careful."

Chu Queze lowered his head in embarrassment, a little blush appeared on his pale face, and he tightened his toes in embarrassment and shame:

"I saw Qi Yousui arguing with the housekeeper of Zhong's family from a distance. Yousui seemed to want to leave directly. The butler seemed a little angry. After answering a phone call, he asked the bodyguards to get in the car and force Yousui to leave. "

"You Sui didn't seem to want to get in the car. He was struggling all the time. He dropped his bag during the struggle. I didn't want to show up. Seeing this, I was anxious to go up to rescue him, but was pushed away by the bodyguards. When I fell, I accidentally fell. Got into the middle of the road and was hit by a car going the wrong way."

It turned out to be the case.

Qi Qingyun raised her head thoughtfully, and glanced at Zhong Xuejin who was standing in the corner without saying a word.

Zhong Xue heard the words, her face was a little pale, as transparent as paper, one face was cut into two halves by the light from the half-drawn bed curtain, the pupils hidden in the shadows were dark, like a dry well under the moon, One is like amber under the light, clear and translucent, showing an extremely strong sense of contradiction and fragmentation as a whole.

Just like him.

Chu Queze was a child after all, he shivered when he saw this, the blue hair on his forehead fell awkwardly and stuck to his eyelids, his pale lips trembled slightly, he didn't dare to speak, and completely silenced.

On the other side, since Qi Qingyun knew that Qi Yousui was taken away by the Zhong family, she had a solid foundation in her heart.

Although Qi Yousui's surname is Qi, after all, the blood of the Zhong family runs through his body. No matter how Zhong Zhichun is, it is impossible for him to threaten Qi Yousui's life.

All in all, Qi Yousui's life is not in danger for the time being.

but.......

Qi Qingyun's eyes fell on Zhong Xuejin who had been silent all this time, doubts abounded in her heart, she couldn't help but raised her footsteps, wanting to pull him away.

However, just as he walked to the door, he was stopped by Chu Queze hesitantly:

"uncle......"

After all, now knowing that Qi Yousui is not in danger, and there is enough time, Qi Qingyun still has time to think about Zhong Xuejin, who is also from the Zhong family. After thinking about it, she turned her head and said calmly:

"what happened?"

"...Thank you for today."

Chu Queze dodged Zhong Xuejin's knife-like cold gaze, slowly lowered his head, and after receiving Qi Qingyun's answer of "it's okay", he pinched his fingertips into his palm, using the pain to force himself to muster up courage, and asked in a low voice :

"...Uncle, you and I..."

He took a quick glance at Zhong Xuejin, who was frosty behind Qi Qingyun, and only looked at Qi Qingyun's face, full of expectation:

"Yousui and I, is it possible in the future?"

"........"

Qi Qingyun subconsciously stopped her feet, raised her head, thought for a while in her heart, and said honestly:

"I do not know."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Chu Queze's eyes, and his cheeks turned paler after hearing this, and he forced his lips into a smile after a while, trying not to expose his embarrassment to others too much:

"That......."

"You should ask You Sui this question."

Qi Qingyun said seriously: "I have no right to decide anyone's emotional development, even my son."

"In terms of reason, I certainly hope that you can stay away from my son, after all, you have hurt him."

"but......"

Qi Qingyun stretched out her hand, rubbed Zhong Xuejin's head, and suddenly remembered that when she and Zhong Xuejin broke up, she had hurt him all over, her eyes darkened, she paused, and then continued:

"But everyone's love is expressed in different forms. Some people's love is restraint and protection, while some people's love is possession and hurt. The only difference lies in which one the loved one will choose to accept."

"But for most people, the loved one just wants to be protected."

"Being hurt too many times, the ending is destined to be a tragedy."

"When I say this, can you understand what I mean?"

Qi Qingyun's eyes fell on Chu Queze, whose blood had faded suddenly, and she rubbed her fingertips slightly, as if she was thinking. After a while, she walked over, bent down and looked at Chu Queze, who had a thin face, and leaned into the other's ear Side, lowered his voice and said:

"Xiao Chu, you still have a long future. After you go abroad, study hard and reflect on yourself. Since you are still underage, I will let you go this time."

His voice was very low, deep and cold as if coming from a deep valley, with a chilling threat:

"But if you use the same method to hurt Yousui next time, I guarantee that I will have thousands of ways to make you feel pain that is a hundred times deeper than his."

"......"

Chu Queze shuddered. Facing Qi Qingyun's smiling eyes, he bit his lip in fright until he tasted a bloody smell on the tip of his tongue. Then he managed to regain some sense from his fear, nodded vigorously, and brought With a crying voice, he said firmly:

"Ok!"

"...From now on, I will never hurt Yousui again."

"When I come back, I will definitely protect him."

Qi Qingjun laughed, with great interest: "You'd better do what you say."

"The medical expenses have been paid for you. You have a good rest, and I will go first."

Qi Qingyun Shi Shiran straightened up, put her fingertips on the shoulders of Zhong Xuejin who had been standing stiffly in place, and with a light effort, she pulled Zhong Xuejin into her arms and walked out of the ward the door.

After Zhong Xuejin heard that it was the Zhong family who took Qi Yousui away, she became extremely quiet, her dark eyes moved, and she let Qi Qingyun take her to a secluded and rarely seen place without a word. In the corridor where someone passed by, she leaned her back against the cold window, staring at Qi Qingyun who pressed him against the window without blinking.

Qi Qingyun looked at him with folded arms, narrowed her narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes slightly: "Be honest, do you know about this?"

Since Zhong Xuejin also lived with Qi Yousui in the Zhong family, Zhong Xuejin should have heard the wind before the Zhong family took action.

Zhong Xue didn't speak at all, just looked at Qi Qingyun quietly, without much expression on his face, but if you looked closely, you could see that his eyelashes were trembling uncomfortably, he seemed a little nervous, and the backs of his slender, white fingers Behind her, she drooped her eyes like a primary school student being scolded, not daring to look into Qi Qingyun's eyes.

Qi Qingyun has lived with him for many years, so how could she not know that the other party is in a panic now, and panicked a lot, but compared to the panic that Qi Yousui disappeared just now, it doesn't seem to be of the same order.

It turned out to be really anxious, but now it's more guilt and fear.

"Forget it, if you don't want to say it, forget it."

Qi Qingyun gave a soft "tsk", thinking that Zhong Xuejin was forced to do something even though he knew he was sick, inserted five fingers into her hair, and gently tugged, using the pain to relieve her current irritability:

"Let's go to Zhong's house first."

After speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.

As soon as she heard that Qi Qingyun wanted to go to Zhong's house, Zhong Xuejin panicked immediately, her slender fingertips twisted together, her body was ahead of her consciousness, and she rushed forward and hugged Qi Qingyun's waist, slamming her to death. Stay put:

"......"

"Don't go...don't go to Zhong's house..." Zhong Xuejin's voice was not loud, as weak as a kitten's, and she trembled slightly when she listened carefully. It seemed that she was terrified to the extreme, and even the blood around her lips faded away, turning as white as paper.

Qi Qingyun paused when he heard the words, and subconsciously tried to pull Zhong Xuejin's arm around his waist away, but unexpectedly, Zhong Xuejin seemed to lose his mind under the aggravation of fear, Qi Qingyun The more he struggled, the tighter he hugged her, and Qi Qingyun couldn't even breathe for a while.

The end of Qi Qingyun's eyes slowly pressed down, her face gradually became expressionless, she turned around and pressed Zhong Xuejin against the wall, pinched Zhong Xuejin's chin with her fingertips, and kissed him fiercely.

Zhong Xuejin seemed to want to struggle at first, but Qi Qingyun's kiss was fierce and deep, messing up his mouth, and the numbing pleasure instantly shot from the tailbone to the scalp, which made Zhong Xuejin very angry. Soon his body softened, and he lay in Qi Qingyun's arms with blushing eyes, gasping for breath.

Qi Qingyun firmly embraced Zhong Xue in his arms, feeling the shackles around her waist gradually disappearing, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, her palms slowly followed Zhong Xuejin's delicate and soft back, and she tilted her head in front of him. The earlobe as small as white jade kissed, and the voice was still a little hoarse and lazy, Su's scalp was numb:

"what happened again?"

"Let's not go to Zhong's house, shall we?" Zhong Xueji lowered the corners of her mouth slightly, as if a little uneasy, raised her head and kept kissing the corners of Qi Qingyun's mouth like a puppy, as if she wanted to use this method Diverting Qi Qingyun's attention, she prayed softly:

"Ajun, let's not go to Zhong's house, shall we?"

"My son is at Zhong's house. He's safe. Let's not go, shall we?"

Qi Qingjun stared at Zhong Xuejin's frightened face, frowned, pinched Zhong Xuejin's chin with his fingertips, to prevent him from moving, and said condescendingly:

"Why don't you go to Zhong's house?"

"...Zhong Xuejin, what are you hiding from me?"

Qi Qingyun respects Zhong Xuejin, and is unwilling to wantonly guess the secrets in the other party's heart when the other party is sick, but it does not mean that he can let his son be taken away and just ignore him.

Zhong Xue stopped talking, lowered her head to hide all the emotions in her eyes, put her forehead on Qi Qingyun's neck, the sound of her breathing rose and fell with the sound of her heartbeat, one heavy and one light, holding Qi Qingyun's collar His phalanges were almost white, his shoulders shrank slightly, and he looked extremely scared:

"........."

"..." Seeing this, Qi Qingyun couldn't say another serious word, sighed softly, hugged Zhong Xue's thin and warm body tightly, and tilted her head on his cheek Kissed, "Okay, I won't ask any more questions, don't be wronged, I feel so distressed, huh?"

Qi Qingyun is like this, just a few words can bring Zhong Xue an absolute sense of security and trust, Zhong Xue buried her face in his arms, as if surrounded by a gentle and warm spring water, All the uneasiness in my heart dissipated, I hugged him vigorously, and said in a low voice with choking sobs:

"sorry........."

I'm sorry, I haven't dared to tell you the truth about that...

"Sound," Qi Qingyun covered the back of Zhong Xuejin's neck with her fingertips, kneading it once and for all, as if to comfort her, her voice was like the gurgling water under the shade of summer trees, clear and clear, silently washing away Get rid of distracting thoughts:

"What do you want me to know, and what I don't know, I don't have to ask, but..."

"But now, our son has been taken away."

Qi Qingyun lowered her head, holding Zhong Xuejin's soft face in her palm, and pinched it lightly, making Zhong Xuejin's beautiful doll-like face pout slightly, and said with a light smile:

"My son needs us, you know?"

"But he won't be in danger..." Zhong Xue didn't understand at all, and whispered, "He's fine at home, why do you have to go to him?"

"That's Zhong's house, not ours."

Qi Qingyun deliberately bit down a few syllables, her voice was very firm, "The family doesn't have me, and you don't have you, only him, it's not a family, you know, Yinyin?"

Zhong Xuejin suddenly raised her head, and met Qi Qingyun's gentle gaze, tears fell unexpectedly, wet her already pale face, her eyes were slightly red and swollen, and in Qi Qingyun's soft sigh, Kissed away the tears from the corners of the eyes bit by bit:

"Go and find your son, okay?"

"Don't worry, if you don't want me to know, I won't ask."

Under Qi Qingjun's swearing guarantee, the ice in Zhong Xuejin's heart finally softened and melted bit by bit. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded cautiously.

Seeing that her silly wife finally let go, Qi Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, took out a tissue to wipe off the tears on Zhong Xuejin's face, and then held Zhong Xuejin's face and kissed it carefully, which made Zhong Xuejin feel uncomfortable. After Xuejin burst into laughter, the two began to tidy up their appearance and rushed towards Zhong's house.

The Zhong family is a century-old family in Nangang. The old house of the Zhong family has been relocated and repaired several times, and finally located in an outer urban area. It covers an area as large as half of the villa area combined. When Xuejin arrived at the door, the iron gate of the old house was still tightly closed, apparently refusing to see visitors.

"At this time, dad and elder brother are probably still in the company."

Zhong Xue lowered her head and swiped the electronic lock at the door with her pupils. The door automatically opened with a beep.

"Well, it's okay, I didn't come to find them anyway."

Qi Qingyun raised her head, looked at the surrounding green trees and the big fountain in front of the gate, and smiled:

"It's exactly the same as before I died, nothing has changed."

"I don't know if my brother's vineyard is still there? He was a baby back then, and he said that the grapes were ripe, so he wanted to make wine for me?" Qi Qingyun felt a little grateful when thinking about the past.

The Zhong residence has undergone several relocations and renovations. The last renovation was fully funded and designed by Qi Qingyun, and then it was given to the old man Zhong Zhichun as one of the betrothal gifts. Unfortunately, the old man did not accept this kindness very much. Big love coming here.On the other hand, Zhong Yurong is a workaholic, and usually eats and lives in the company mostly. After Zhong Xuejin got married, she lived with Qi Qingyun, so there is usually no one in the huge Zhong's house except for the housekeeper and servants.

"..."

What Zhong Xuejin doesn't like to hear the most is Qi Qingyun's mention of the fact that she died in her previous life. Hearing it makes her feel a little more psychologically uncomfortable. At that moment, her eyes are red again, and her pupils are darkened. She said stubbornly:

"You're not dead..."

"Okay, I'm not dead."

Qi Qingjun is really going to give in to this ancestor, she stepped forward and hugged the red-eyed rabbit-like Zhong Xuejin into her arms, and followed the opponent's hair one by one, and it took a long time to turn the hostility of the other party into Gentle, "walk around, go in and find your son."

Zhong Xuejin didn't inform anyone about Zhong Xuejin's return, so that when he stepped into the gate of the house, the busy housekeeper and servants stopped in shock when they saw him:

"Master Zhong..."

"........"

Because the housekeeper is getting old, Zhong Xuejin has given up on correcting the other party's opinion about her, and just nodded indifferently, and asked directly:

"How old is Qi?"

"You mean the young master, he's upstairs."

"What are you doing with him?"

The housekeeper still had the impression that the relationship between Qi Yousui and Zhong Xuejin was incompatible with each other, and he blinked strangely when he heard the words, and was about to ask a few more questions when he heard Zhong Xuejin suddenly calling A familiar gentle male voice:

"We are his classmates, and we came here specially to find him to play."

"..."

As soon as the words fell, Qi Qingyun took two steps forward, completely exposing her face in front of the housekeeper and many servants, the smile on her face was still as gentle and warm as it was more than ten years ago, making people feel like The spring breeze blows, and the spirit of comfort is shaken:

"Can I trouble the housekeeper to show you the way and let us meet him?"

The moment Qi Qingyun appeared, the housekeeper trembled, as if struck by lightning, he was stunned on the ground, the vase he was cleaning in his hand suddenly slipped from his palm, and fell on the floor with a deafening shattering sound , causing the other busy servants to frown, they all stopped their work and looked at him.

If you don't look at it, you don't know, if you don't look at it, you are startled. At the moment when your eyes fell on Qi Qingyun, almost everyone was stunned. They seemed to be stupid, and stood there with their mouths open. The eyeballs are slightly protruding, like a frog being strangled by the neck. It took a long time to react, the eyelids seemed to be glued to the eyeballs, and they almost didn't dare to move, they only knew to stare at Qi Qingyun.

In the huge living room, because of Qi Qingyun's words, everyone suddenly fell silent. Everyone looked at Qi Qingyun, some people were shocked, and more people were really at a loss as if they had seen a ghost. Finally, a daring The servant bravely stood up in front of everyone's admiration, trembling in disbelief:

"Uncle, is that you?"

"........."

Hearing such a long-standing and old-fashioned address, Qi Qingyun couldn't help being in a daze for a while, wondering whether to respond or not, glanced at Zhong Xuejin's tight jaw line from the corner of her eye, pondered it slowly, and decided not to reveal it for the time being Identity, only ambiguous:

"I'm here to find Qi Yousui."

"........"

Hearing these words, the frozen air began to circulate slowly, as if a dry well had been injected with living water.

After realizing that this person was just a high school student who looked very similar to Qi Qingyun, the housekeeper didn't know whether it was disappointment or pity for a moment, his gray hair trembled slightly, and slowly swept away the broken vase on the floor Porcelain, the tone could not help but become cold and hard:

"Young master, he is studying. The old master said that no one else should disturb you. Go back."

"Study?" Qi Qingyun blinked, her eyelashes lifted and fell like the soft fur of a fox's belly, sensitively grasping the important words:

"He will take the initiative to learn?"

"..." As expected, the housekeeper froze when he was asked, and glanced at a certain room on the second floor with almost guilty conscience, then quickly put aside, and said sharply:

"The matter of our Zhong family has nothing to do with you. You should leave quickly."

"...Coincidentally, I will take care of his Qi Yousui."

Qi Qingjun backed away slowly, and while the butler was calmly giving the others winks to drive her out, she nimbly jumped through the gap in the crowd like a rabbit, and ran upstairs quickly.

Seeing this, the housekeeper became anxious and shouted, "Catch him!"

Afterwards, all the people in the room put down their things, and followed Qi Qingyun up the stairs as if well-trained.

Seeing that he was about to be caught, Qi Qingyun didn't panic at all, and quickly came to the door of the room that the butler had seen just now, patted hard, and said tentatively:

"Yousui, are you in there, Yousui!"

Someone inside the door seemed to be paying attention to the movement here. Qi Qingyun first heard Qi Yousui calling her father in a crying voice, and then her mouth was quickly covered by someone, and she couldn't make any sound, her heart gradually sank. down.

Could it be that someone in Zhong's family dared to abuse his son?

Thinking of such a possibility, Qi Qingyun suddenly became angry, his eyes were as frozen as ice, his face was covered with frost, he took a few steps back, and kicked the door flying.

Everyone who had rushed to the stairs on the second floor was shocked when they saw this scene, and no one dared to step forward for a while: "..."

The dust was flying around, almost blinding Qi Qingyun's eyes. He coughed a few times, and when he took a closer look, he saw that Qi Yousui's hands and feet were firmly tied to the chair, and there was a stack of books in front of him, crying at himself. , vaguely said:

"Dad, save my dad..."

Seeing this, Qi Qingyun felt pain in his heart as if being rolled by a knife. For a moment, his whole body was filled with murderous aura. Each of them punched down several middle-aged men who were about to come up to stop him, and staggered to Qi Yousui. Beside him, he bent down to untie the cloth strips tied to Qi Yousui's body, his wrists were trembling slightly in anger, and it took a lot of effort to suppress the strength in his heart, and said slowly:

"Does it hurt?"

At the moment when the cloth strips that bound his hands and feet were untied, Qi Yousui threw himself into Qi Qingyun's arms, whining softly like a cub that has finally found its home:

"Woooooo Dad, if you don't come, I'm going to die..."

Qi Qingyun touched his soft hair distressedly, hugged him tightly in a protective posture, and comforted him:

"It's okay, Dad is here, no one can hurt you."

Hearing this, Qi Yousui sniffed his nose forcefully, as if he had been injected with supreme courage suddenly, he widened his eyes angrily, stretched out his finger and pointed to the floor where the few who got up in embarrassment, but were afraid of Qi Qingyun for a while. The few middle-aged men who did not dare to step forward, gritted their teeth and said:

"It's him, it's them who tied me up!"

Qi Yousui was eager to try: "Dad, hurry up and beat them up for me!"

"......"

Qi Qingyun put her arm on Qi Yousui's shoulder, and raised her eyes when she heard the words, her cold eyes narrowed slightly, imperceptibly with a breathtaking sense of oppression, said softly:

"What did you kidnap him for, money or power?"

In Qi Qingyun's view, kidnapping people is nothing more than wanting to achieve their own ulterior motives, the most common of which is asking for money.

Qi Qingyun calmly took out her mobile phone and was about to call the police, but what these middle-aged men said surprised Qi Qingyun:

"We want him to learn!"

Qi Qingyun: "..."

Qi Qingyun was stunned for a moment, then rolled her eyes slowly, a rare expression of surprise and confusion appeared on her usually indifferent face:

"......study?"

"We are the teachers invited by the head of the family, specially here to make up lessons for the young master."

One of the gentle middle-aged men spat out the blood foam in his mouth, and felt that he was really unlucky today. Not only did he suffer from Qi Yousui's heartfelt words, but he was also beaten up. Fist, flicked his sleeves unhappily, and said coldly:

"If you disturb my class again, I will ask the head of the family to resign."

"Oh, don't."

This is the teacher that Zhong Yurong hired with great difficulty. The butler was a little anxious, so he stepped forward immediately, and quickly apologized and said with a smile:

"Teachers, children are ignorant, calm down, and wait for the Patriarch to come back later, and I will personally raise the salary with him again."

As a century-old family and the richest man, the Zhong family offered an astonishingly high salary. When the teachers heard what the housekeeper said, no matter how much anger they felt, they suppressed it, but there were still a few who refused to let go and scolded Qi You Sui didn't respect his teacher, and looked at no one. Qi Yousui was so angry that his eyes went dark, and he stomped his feet angrily, wanting to fight them.

"...You are old, wait a little longer," Qi Qingyun was confused by this unexpected change, always felt that the painting style in front of her did not meet her expectations, and asked with a frown:

"Yousui, they tied you up, is it really for you to study?"

"...Yes." Qi Yousui and the teacher blushed in anger at the quarrel, and chattered out all the encounters that happened today:

"This afternoon, I wanted to go to the dessert shop over there to buy some sakura cakes for Zhong... for you, but I was forcibly brought back by the housekeeper and forced me to study. If I didn't learn, they tied me up. Let me learn..."

"If you don't hit the teacher while studying, no one will tie you up."

A teacher whose eyes were slightly swollen from the beating had the corners of his mouth down, and the gentleness of the scholar had been wiped out by Qi Yousui. He said angrily:

"I'm just asking you to learn, is it so difficult..."

"I don't want you guys to teach me...."

Qi Yousui shrank his neck, seemed a little guilty, glanced at Qi Qingyun, kicked the floor dejectedly, and muttered softly: "I just want my dad to teach me..."

Qi Qingyun is obviously a little upset at the moment, she didn't expect that she would lose her mind because of Qi Yousui, and thus have such a big oolong, she gently looked away, and her peripheral vision fell on the desk where Qi Yousui had just sat , eyes fixed:

"..."Book of Changes"?"

Qi Qingjun picked up a thick book on the table with her fingertips, leaning against the edge of the table, her eyes swept across the people present, and said indifferently:

"He can only score fifty or sixty points in high school politics. Do you expect him to understand Zhouyi?"

When Qi Yousui heard the words, he curled his lips a little dissatisfied, but he had no position to refute, and after a while he lowered his head again, and picked his fingers in shame and annoyance.

Seeing that no one answered, Qi Qingyun bent down and flipped through the book in front of Qi Yousui. The more she looked at it, the more she frowned, almost killing a fly.

These books are all-encompassing, involving economics, politics, philosophy, psychology and other aspects, but most of them are about family cultural governance. It seems that they intend to focus on training Qi Yousui to become a qualified heir.

"Why did Dad suddenly start asking You Sui to learn this?"

Qi Qingyun frowned, thinking that Qi Yousui had never been liked by Zhong Zhichun, why did he start to let Qi Yousui read these books, and the desire to train the next successor contained in them was very urgent, just like wishing It's like a quick fix.

"...I don't want to learn."

Qi Yousui leaned over quietly, and carefully pulled the corner of Qi Qingyun's clothes, incompetent, furious and aggrieved, he said:

"I don't understand."

The more you look at it, the more irritable you become, and the more you look at it, the more you want to hit someone.

"...Don't read it if you don't understand it."

Qi Qingyun touched Qi Yousui's head, thinking that the child is still so young, it's too early to learn this, so she raised her head and said to the housekeeper, saying beyond doubt:

"Before he is admitted to university, let him finish the compulsory courses in high school first. There is no need to learn this so early. I will take him away."

".......no."

The housekeeper frowned, and immediately stepped forward to stop Qi Qingyun's movements, and said with a serious look:

"The young master is simple-minded, and he is easily bullied at school. If things go on like this, it is not conducive to his growth, so the owner said that from today on, the young master does not need to go to school. The Zhong family will hire a private teacher to let him devote himself to study at home."

"... Once bitten by a snake for ten years, I was afraid of the well rope," Qi Qingyun knew that the other party was referring to Qi Yousui being framed for cheating, so she pressed the corners of her eyes fiercely, and the air-conditioning whizzed all over her body. risk:

"Although he is a child, he is not a flower in a greenhouse. Besides, he is not allowed to go to school and stay at home to study. Have you passed his opinion?"

"........I dont go!"

After being awakened by Qi Qingyun, Qi Yousui immediately came to his senses, holding Qi Qingyun's arm with his left hand and holding Zhong Xuejin's wrist with his right hand, announcing loudly:

"I'm not staying at home, I'm going to school to study!"

"........."

The housekeeper was overwhelmed by Qi Qingyun's familiar deterrent force, but Zhong Yurong gave him a death order again, asking him to watch over Qi Yousui and not let him run around. Hearing this, he rubbed his brows with a headache:

"No, the owner has ordered that the young master can only stay at home and can't go anywhere."

As soon as he finished speaking, the servants behind him quickly surrounded him, like a solid human wall, even if Qi Yousui spread his wings, he could not escape.

"........"

Seeing this, Qi Qingyun moved her fists creakingly, and suddenly rolled up her sleeves expressionlessly. Under the eyes of everyone, she suddenly turned her head to face Qi Yousui, and asked without thinking:

"Son, do you want some grapes?"

Qi Yousui said "ah" in a daze, "Grapes, what grapes?"

"I only know that my uncle has a vineyard, but baby, I can't even go in, and he will beat me up if I go in." Qi Yousui seemed to have some special memory brought up, he tilted his head and thought for a while, it seemed Zhong Yurong's cold and profound face appeared again, and he couldn't help shivering.

"Come on, Dad will take you to pick grapes."

Qi Qingyun turned her head, as if it was a different person, the hostility from kicking the door just now slowly disappeared, and the smiling face that made people feel like a spring breeze returned:

"I won't take him away, but the child is tired from studying, so I can take him out to play, right?"

"..." The housekeeper looked at Qi Qingyun's face that was exactly the same as before in his memory, and after staring at it for a long time, there was a moment of ecstasy.