Chapter 2 You want me to take her to have an abortion?

Author: Not as good as Yanxiang

Chapter 2 You want me to take her to have an abortion?

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boom.

The door was kicked open.

Yu Zhiming looked back and saw Qi Yan walking slowly in the dim light and shadow with unsteady steps, like a Rakshasa from hell.

He said displeasedly: "Qi Yan, who asked you to come in? Get out, get out."

Qi Yan was unmoved and sat down next to him. He only looked at the drunk Yun Qing and said leisurely: "Mr. Yu, do you dare to touch my Qi Yan's woman?"

Yu Zhiming looked at him and then at Yun Qing, "Your woman?"

Yun Qing grabbed Yu Zhiming's shoulder and ignored Qi Yan's presence. "Mr. Yu, I have nothing to do with him. Let's continue drinking."

Yu Zhiming stared at Qi Yan blankly, distinguishing between the two people's words.

Yun Qingquan pretended that Qi Yan didn't exist. He caught Yu Zhiming and asked him to drink. He said coquettishly: "Mr. Yu, do you want to drink or not? The contract has not been signed yet."

Yu Zhiming smiled at her and said, "Drink. But let me say a few words to Mr. Qi first."

Yun Qing was determined to embarrass Qi Yan, so she forced him to drink: "Don't worry about him. I'm not his woman."

He hugged Yun Qing and looked at Qi Yan provocatively, "Young Master Qi, Yun Qing said these words himself."

Qi Yan raised his lips and smiled evilly, quickly picked up the wine bottle on the table and threw it at Yu Zhiming's head. If he read correctly, Yu Zhiming was about to kiss her when he came in.

How could Qi Yan's woman be allowed to be touched by these bad men?

Yun Qing was stunned.

When did Qi Yan have such ferocious courage?!

Yu Zhiming was stunned for a while, then came to his senses and shouted angrily: "Qi Yan, I'll f**king kill you."

He picked up the wine bottle and was about to throw it at Qi Yan, but Qi Yan quickly caught it with his eyes and raised his long legs, knocking him down easily. Before he could get up, he raised his foot and stepped on his head.

He pinned him to the ground hard.

His sinister brows glanced at the bottles lying on the table, and his deep and mellow voice released an aggressive chill, asking Yun Qing: "How much did he let you drink?"

The alcohol completely fermented in Yun Qing's body, disturbing her sobriety.

She weakly supported the sofa and moved over, grabbed Qi Yan's arm, and spoke to Yu Zhiming: "What are you doing? I want to drink the wine myself."

These words are undoubtedly making people angry.

Qi Yan increased the strength on his feet and stepped on them harder. Yu Zhiming struggled to raise his hands to grasp Qi Yan's ankles, but the pain made it difficult for him to hold on.

"Qi Yan, let me go. Your grandson, even your mother Qi Suihe, has to give me three points of thin noodles."

Qi Yan raised his foot and kicked it angrily.

Yu Zhiming drew half a circle on the spot, and blood flowed from his nose. He put his hands on the ground and struggled to get up.

Qi Yan slowly helped Yun Qing lie down on the sofa. Then he came over, picked Yu Zhiming up from the ground, and dragged him to the table. Then, he grabbed his hair and pulled his head towards

He leaned back, picked up the wine on the table, and drank hard at him.

Yun Qing wanted to go over and stop her, but she was too drunk. She tried to get up several times but fell back on the sofa. She waved her hands limply and called her softly: "Qi Yan. Qi."

Qi Yan turned a deaf ear and drank Yu Zhiming's wine immersedly.

half bottle,

a bottle,

Another half bottle,

half cup,

Another whole bottle.

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Ahem

Yu Zhiming coughed for a while and was unable to speak. He raised his hands above his head and begged him to let him go.

Qi Yan threw away the bottle of wine in his hand, throwing Yu Zhiming to the ground like a dead dog. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lazily sat down at the table, his strong and handsome features flickering in the orange-red firelight.

Suddenly, his eyes darkened and became stern and sharp.

He raised his foot and kicked Yu Zhiming twice, who was drunk to death, and looked back at Yun Qing on the sofa. A bunch of downlights on the roof wrapped her delicate little face, just like the flower blooming in the middle of the night.

The epiphyllum gives people the stunning beauty of dead trees turning into spring.

He rubbed his eyebrows, worried about what to do.

After Yun Qing left, she called Qi Suihe and learned that the relationship between them was very bad and both sides hated each other.

She told him that it was up to him whether he would stay in this relationship or not. If he decided to divorce, it would take some time.

Qi Yan stared at the two camel red spots on Yun Qing's cheeks, which looked like wine soaked in light, crystal clear.

There was a long-lost silhouette in his heart, biting the inexplicable emotion that had been sleeping for a long time but was ready to wake up at any time.

Qi Yan silently finished smoking a cigarette and extirpated it in the ashtray. He walked over, put his arms through her knees and neck respectively, picked up Yun Qing and planned to leave.

Yun Qing woke up suddenly, pointed to the sofa in a daze, and muttered in a low voice: "Here, contract."

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When Yun Qing woke up, she was lying on the bed with her legs bent, basically occupying the entire bed. Qi Yan was sleeping sideways on the edge of the bed, held tightly by her, with her face pressed against his warm chest.

Yun Qing raised his head, looked up the stairs, and saw Qi Yan's deep eyebrows lightly closed, sleeping in the morning light.

She suddenly woke up, pushed Qi Yan out of bed, and retreated to the other corner, arranging her messy hair, and asked coldly: "Why are you in my bed?"

Qi Yan stood up on the edge of the bed in distress, put one hand on his waist, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and a cynical smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "Girl, this is my room."

Yun Qing looked around the house and saw clearly that this was indeed Qi Yan's room. When the two got married, Qi Suihe bought this place as their wedding room, but Yun Qing never lived there because Qi Yan didn't like it and didn't allow it.

She shook her dizzy head and vaguely remembered what happened last night. She looked embarrassed and asked puzzledly: "Why did you appear there last night?"

Qi Yan joked: "Your question is a bit redundant."

Yun Qing was dumbfounded.

There are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year, and Qi Yan spends at least two hundred of his nights there.

However, she was a little ignorant: "Who asked you to come in last night? If you hadn't come, Yu Zhiming would have signed the contract last night."

According to Qi Yan's temperament of hating her, it was his greatest mercy not to add insult to injury like last night's situation.

He actually saved her.

This is not like Qi Yan's style.

Qi Yan looked at her as if he were looking at someone with a mental problem, maybe he was still drunk.

He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want me to watch my wife being slept with?"

Yun Qing: "."

She brushed her forehead with her fingertips and got out of bed. The moment she lowered her head, she saw the men's pajamas she was wearing. Looking back, she saw that Qi Yan was fully dressed, and the breath that had traveled to his chest quickly fell away.

Qi Yan seemed to have read through her thoughts and said lightly: "Don't worry, I'm not interested in drunkards."

Yun Qing stood beside the bed, looking at Qi Yan across the bed, "Then who changed my clothes?"

Qi Yan said calmly: "I changed it."

Yun Qing was teased again.

He walked towards the door and said in a lazy tone: "I just helped you change your clothes. If you fall into the hands of an old man, you will probably commit suicide by jumping off the building."

Yun Qing waited for a while, slowly walked out of the room, and awkwardly thanked him again.

Qi Yan poured two glasses of water from the bar, handed her a glass, and told her, "You vomited all over my car last night, so you have to pay for the car wash."

She asked angrily: "Are you willing to let me pay for the car wash fee?"

"Sorry," he added, "your dirty clothes are in the bamboo bag in the laundry room. Remember to take them with you when you leave later."

Yun Qingqing glanced at him, "I know."

"In addition." Qi Yan bent down and picked up the contract on the coffee table, looked at it, turned to the page where it was signed, and his sharp eyes lingered on the word "Yu".

He looked at her with a faint smile in his eyes, "If I say I can help you get this endorsement, what will you give me in return?"

Yun Qing was shocked again.

Qi Yan actually wants to help her?

When she was forced by Lin Ruiting to marry Qi Yan, she really thought about using the power of the Qi family to climb up the ladder. Qi Suihe also knew what she was thinking and gave her some help. But Qi Yan always stood in the way and ridiculed her.

She is a parasite that lives in the Qi family.
To be continued...