"If you want to kill my uncle, just kill me first!"
There was a gunshot, and the lucky star in the vial bounced and fell to the ground...
Tong Yao's stunned face turned pale. The hands that had just held the bottle were still frozen in mid-air. His eyes were blocked by a long black shadow - Qin Muyuan stepped in front of her at the critical moment and reached out to hold the barrel of the gun.
, turned the muzzle of the gun to the side
The shot missed, and the bullet penetrated the antique painting on the wall. It also shocked Qin Muyuan's palms, and faint blood seeped out from between his slender fingers, bright red and coquettish.
"You want to kill her?" Qin Muyuan held the barrel of the gun without letting go, with a cold look in his eyes, "What does this have to do with her?"
If he hadn't taken action just now, would Qin Yaomin have killed her?
She is just a child, what does she know?!
"I..." Qin Yaomin also looked pale, and looked at his questioning gaze in panic, but could not give a weak explanation - the shot just now was really just an accidental misfire.
He just wanted to maintain the dignity of the head of the family and didn't intend to actually shoot.
"Sure enough, you are... no less cold-blooded than you were twenty years ago." Qin Muyuan snorted softly. He waved his arm suddenly in the next second, snatched his gun away, and threw it hard into the corner.
A fierce blow, sending chills to the heart
The sound of the gun falling to the ground was particularly loud in the empty study room, making everyone's hearts tremble, and they clearly smelled a certain situation - breakup
"Let's go." Qin Muyuan grabbed Tong Yao's arm and left without hesitation.
"You!" The door to the study room was slammed hard, and Qin Yaomin suddenly came back to his senses and shouted angrily, but he only shouted one word, and then he gasped violently.
He squatted down on the sofa with difficulty, groping for first aid medicine in his pocket with trembling fingers, and finally took out a small white medicine bottle. When he shook his body, the medicine bottle slipped out and rolled far out of his reach.
Tong Yao was really frightened. It wasn't until he pulled him out of Qin's house and walked into the cold wind that he suddenly woke up.
"Uncle!" She turned over anxiously, just in time to see the blood on his palms, and immediately called out nervously, "Your hands, your hands..."
"It's okay," he responded calmly, his tone terrifyingly calm, "Besides the Qin family, is there anywhere else you can go?"
"Me?" She was stunned for a moment, then shook her head blankly.
Qin Muyuan sighed with understanding, and a touch of bitterness could not help but appear on the corners of his lips.
He didn't say anything else and just put her in the car.
His hands were not bandaged, and half-dried blood stained the steering wheel, which was shocking.
"Uncle, let's find a pharmacy to park at?" Tong Yao's eyes were always staring at his hands, and after a while he finally couldn't bear to suggest, "I'll buy a bandage to help you..."
"No need," he interrupted coldly, his voice still incredibly calm, "It's just a little scratch."
"But..." She wanted to say something else, but she couldn't help but shut up when she saw the cold look on his face - she knew that her uncle's current mood must be very, very bad.
"Actually... Grandpa must have taken the gun because he was so angry." After a long silence, she couldn't help but persuade him, "Uncle, you don't want to..."
Halfway through, she couldn't help but conclude: What don't you want? Don't you mind?
They were all pointed at gunpoint, do you mind?
She bit her lower lip in annoyance, hating herself for being so stupid that she couldn't even comfort others.
"I'm used to it." Before she could finish her words, he responded calmly, smiled to himself, and turned the steering wheel to change lanes.
Tong Yao couldn't help but feel sour in his heart: Habit? This word makes people feel distressed.
Has grandpa always treated his brother-in-law badly?
She looked at the man next to her with reluctance, and was speechless for a moment, but he suddenly stepped on the brakes: "We're here."
"What is this?" Tong Yao was stunned, but he stopped the car and took her out.
He always maintained an astonishing calmness, took her into the luxuriously furnished hotel, asked for a room, settled her in, left her with the words "I'll go and take a rest", and walked out.
"Uncle!" Looking at his completely deserted figure, Tong Yao felt a sore nose. He rushed up to him without caring about anything else, hugged him from behind, and choked out, "Where are you going?"
"You should go to bed early." He pushed her arm away, his voice seemed to contain great forbearance, "Let go."
He pushed the Qin family into a desperate situation, but he was not happy at all; he should have left the house cleanly, but he took her out with him. Everything did not develop as expected, it was so chaotic...
Tong Yao stood frozen on the spot, not daring to pester him. He gritted his teeth, but still followed him secretly...
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Hotel underground, boiling wine in the silent night
Qin Muyuan drank one glass after another. The wine juice stained the wounds on his hands, but he didn't feel any pain at all. He let them slip from his wrists and flow down the slender lines of his arms...
No matter what kind of Qin Muyuan he is, he is undoubtedly the most dazzling among the crowd.
Many women secretly looked at this outstanding man, but did not dare to strike up a conversation because of his cold aura. It was not until he was tipsy that a petite figure walked over and tugged on his sleeve: "Brother-in-law.
,Don’t be like this...Grandpa, he..."
Qin Muyuan pursed his lips and couldn't help but find it funny: that gun was pointed at her just now! But she didn't care and she came to persuade him?
"Tong Yao, do you hate the Qin family?" He suddenly leaned over, and the strong smell of alcohol sprayed on her little face.
She shook her head blankly
"Why?" He wondered
"Because...because you are a member of the Qin family and a good person!" Just as she thought at the beginning, everything about the Qin family made her feel attached to him because of him.
Qin Muyuan's eyes dimmed, he suddenly picked up the wine glass in his hand and took a sip.
"Hey, don't..." Before she could finish her words, he pulled her over, grabbed the back of her head and kissed her hard.
Roughly prying her lips apart, he poured the spicy wine juice in his mouth, sucked her uvula and forced her to swallow it.
"Uh... cough... um..." The spicy taste slipped into her throat, and she choked until tears welled up in her eyes, but he held her tight and refused to let her leave, sucking so hard that the tip of her tongue ached.
Despite the sweetness in her mouth, it was as if the strong smell of alcohol had ruined her fragrance...
The almost violent kiss made everyone around them blush and heartbeat, but Tong Yao choked and just wanted to fight desperately to get away.
"Cough cough cough..."
After finally taking a sip of strong wine, he left her red and swollen lips, wiped away the tears in her eyes, and said word by word: "Do you still think I am a good person? Yes?"