Outside the gate, the media and protesters were watching the black Maybach slowly opening up and immediately looked at the curious look.

When everyone saw clearly that the person in the car was Zhou Qichuan who rescued everyone's trapped workers and disappeared, everyone immediately surrounded him like a crowd.

The bodyguards guarding the gate saw Zhou Qichuan coming back, and quickly opened the gate. Dozens of bodyguards rushed out and opened the way for Zhou Qichuan.

Zhou Qichuan sat in the car, with the window closed tightly, leaning against the back of the chair, with his eyes closed, as if he didn't notice anything outside. Even if the reporter outside the window asked a question too much, his brows didn't move.

He Wu put the car very slowly. Under the bodyguard's way, the car drove into the mansion bit by bit, and then the door quickly closed.

Song Zhiyuan was still lying on Zhou Qichuan's lap and hid herself tightly. She only raised her head and straightened her body until the car drove to the main building and stopped.

The next second, she pushed the door and wanted to get out of the car, but when she turned around, Zhou Qichuan grabbed her.

Zhou Qichuan lifted his eyelids and looked at her, smiling helplessly, "I can't wait for me for a while."

Song Zhiyuan turned her head and looked at her with her eyebrows, "..."

The expression is a little disgusting!

Zhou Qichuan smiled again, so innocent, "I can't rely on me."

Song Zhiyuan rolled her eyes silently and left her head.

After several minutes, Zhou Qichuan finally calmed down, and the two of them pushed the door and got out of the car.

After walking a few steps, before entering the main building, I heard the sound of falling and Zhou Jiangyuan roaring.

Zhou Qichuan stopped and looked at Song Zhiyuan beside him, "How about you go back to the car and wait for me?"

Song Zhiyuan shook her head, "Not very good."

Zhou Qichuan smiled, held her hand tightly, and walked into the main building with big strides.

The housekeeper and the servants in the room finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that they were back and quickly raised their voices and shouted, "Second Young Master, Second Young Master, you are back."

Zhou Jiangyuan, who was furious, immediately turned his head to look. When he saw Zhou Zuochuan and Song Zhiyuan, who were holding their fingers together and walking in like nothing happened, even a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Su Mujun and Zhou Zhiqing, who were already scared to the ground, shrank into a ball, did not dare to move, saw them coming back, as if they had seen a life-saving straw, and a light flashed in their eyes.

"Zhou Qichuan, the scenery is enough, and I finally know I'm back."

This time, Zhou Jingyu finally knelt on the floor with a colorful look on his face. He was probably beaten by Zhou Jiangyuan.

When he saw Zhou Qichuan, he gritted his teeth and sneered. If possible, he would want to pounce on Zhou Qichuan now, peel Zhou Qichuan's skin, and eat Zhou Qichuan's meat.

Zhou Qichuan raised his eyes and swept towards Zhou Jingyu without any emotion.

The next second, he let go of Song Zhiyuan's hand and rushed to Zhou Jingyu. As everyone could not expect, he directly punched him hard-

"Bang!"

Zhou Jingyu fell to the ground in response, and blood spilled out from his already colorful face.

"Zhou Jingyu!"

After one punch, Zhou Qichuan was not relieved at all. He bent down and grabbed his collar, picked up the person, and then punched him hard and smashed him into the same place.

"stop!"

Seeing that Zhou Qichuan was about to beat him, Zhou Jiangyuan rushed over and picked up the golf club that he had originally used to beat Zhou Jingyu and was about to swing it on Zhou Qichuan's back.

"Be careful." Song Zhiyuan screamed, without thinking, and rushed over and hugged Zhou Qichuan from behind.

"Dong!" "Yeah—"

The next moment, a heavy pole was swung directly on Song Zhiyuan's back. With a heavy sound, Song Zhiyuan couldn't control it and let out a painful groan from his nose.

Zhou Qichuan then realized that he threw Zhou Jingyu away, who was still holding in his hand, turned around suddenly, and hugged Song Zhiyuan, who was so painful that he couldn't stand up straight.

"Yuan Yuan, wife, how are you?" Looking at Song Zhiyuan, whose little face was pale and almost twisted into a ball of pain, Zhou Qichuan's voice began to tremble in fear.

Su Mujun and Zhou Zhiqing hurried aside and watched the scenes, almost stunned and did not dare to say a word.

Zhou Jiangyuan was also a little stunned.

He used all his strength just now and wanted to beat Zhou Qichuan to death directly.

Who would have thought that Song Zhiyuan could pounce on him and block him?

However, Song Zhiyuan is definitely not a good thing. Zhou Qichuan became more and more disobedient after marrying her and was increasingly inconsistent with his wishes.

"Wife, how are you doing? Don't scare me, talk!" Looking at Song Zhiyuan's painful look, Zhou Qichuan was really worried and scared. He stroked her pale little face and trembled.

"I..." Song Zhiyuan closed her eyes tightly and tried hard to open her mouth, but she couldn't make any sound.

The pain was really painful. She felt like her spine was broken, and every cell in her body felt a torn pain.

How could it hurt so much? Song Zhiyuan has felt this kind of physical pain in her life.

"Wife..." Looking at the person in his arms, Zhou Qichuan's eyes gradually became red and his voice was trembling.

The next second, he picked up Song Zhiyuan and walked out quickly.

"Don't you stop me!" Zhou Jiangyuan roared, "Did you let Jingyu go to the news of embezzling public funds for the entertainment city project to fill out the gambling debt? Did you let me go?"

When Zhou Qichuan heard this, his steps suddenly stopped, but he did not look back. He said word by word, with a ruthless voice, "What Zhou Jingyu has done, you know best. This time, he will wait to jail. As for Zhou, whether he can survive depends on your attitude towards my wife next. Who are you? If you dare to touch her finger again, Zhou will only become the past."

After the words came, he hugged Song Zhiyuan tightly and walked away with big strides.

"Son, son--" Su Mujun shouted, wanting to chase after him, but how could she catch up with him?

Zhou Jiangyuan didn't know if he was shocked by Zhou Qichuan's words or what, but suddenly trembled suddenly, fell into the sofa, and then slowly turned his head to look at Zhou Jingyu who was lying on the ground like a dog. His pupils were suddenly magnified...

...

Zhou Qichuan rushed into the car with Song Zhiyuan in his arms and told He Wu to drive to the nearest hospital as quickly as possible.

With his head down, Zhou Qichuan looked at Song Zhiyuan who was hunching tightly in his arms, and carefully tapped her back with his big palm, trying to touch the place where she had been hit by a golf pole.

Unexpectedly, when he met Song Zhiyuan, he screamed in pain and gasped.

"Wife, how does it hurt? Tell me?" Looking at the woman with eyebrows and noses in her arms, Zhou Qichuan was really anxious.

Song Zhiyuan still felt so painful that she couldn't open her eyes, and replied tremblingly, "My whole body hurts--"

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