Chatper 220 (1/2)

Gong Zeyang and Qin Muchen stood facing each other, and silent gunpowder filled the air.

Gong Zeyang was raised as the heir of the Gong family since he was a child, so he naturally has some bearing, and he has always been proud of it.

But at this moment, he was standing in front of Qin Muchen, inexplicably feeling that he was a little shorter than Qin Muchen.

Gong Zeyang's expression darkened, and he met Qin Muchen's gaze without showing any weakness: "I don't know if Grandpa wants to see you or not!"

Qin Mu snorted coldly, took Su Ziyue into his arms, bypassed Gong Zeyang, and walked upstairs.

Gong Zeyang was so angry that his complexion was ashen, he looked at the backs of the two of them bitterly, and did not move.

And Su Yige's complexion was no better than his.

She stood by the sofa, clasped her hands, and trembled with anger.

Even though she was already gnashing her teeth with anger in her heart, she still maintained a calm face, after all, she has been playing the role of a famous lady since she was a child.

With a smile on her face, Shi Shi ran forward and took Su Ziyue's arm: "Let me go up with Ziyue, our two sisters also have something to say."

Su Ziyue sneered twice in her heart, pulled Su Yige's hand away calmly, and smiled all over her face: "I'll go by myself, but I'm going up to find grandpa, don't make it seem like it's a big deal."

After Su Ziyue finished speaking, she turned her head and gave Qin Muchen a reassuring look, then turned and went upstairs.

Before going upstairs, she still didn't forget to say to Su Yige: "Cousin, I'll go up first, we'll talk about it when we come down."

Su Yige was obviously choked by her "cousin", and with an ugly complexion, she forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Okay."

After Su Ziyue's figure disappeared, Qin Muchen turned around and went to the courtyard.

He lit a cigarette and took a sip when he heard footsteps behind him.

Qin Muchen recognized the sound of footsteps and knew who was coming.

Su Yige walked behind Qin Muchen, with lingering anger on his face, and his voice was not very polite.

"Qin Muchen, take care of Su Ziyue, don't let her provoke people everywhere!"

Although Su Yige's words were rambling, she believed that Qin Muchen could understand what she said.

Qin Mu lowered his eyes and glanced at the cigarette with a piece of soot accumulated in his hand, flicked it nonchalantly, and turned around when he watched the soot fall into the flower bed.

Behind him was the deep night, his eyes were as cold as this winter, he stared at Su Ziyue for two seconds, and after seeing Su Ziyue flinch unconsciously, he said lightly: "Are you talking to me? "

"You!" Anger appeared on Su Yige's face, and under the illumination of the street lamps, his already ugly face became even uglier.

She yelled at him: "Is there a third person here!"

Qin Mu Shen heard the words, and didn't speak immediately. He just took a puff of cigarette slowly, and then said slowly: "Oh, what did you just say?"

Su Yige knew in her heart that Qin Muchen said this on purpose, and couldn't help but sneer at him: "You don't have much talent, Su Ziyue is probably the only one who can fall in love with your face, you think she..."

"Did Miss Su have a bad time these days?"

Qin Muchen interrupted her suddenly.

"What?" Su Yige didn't realize what he meant for a moment.

Qin Muchen threw the cigarette butt in his hand to the ground, raised his foot to step on it, and while rubbing it with the sole of his foot, he said casually: "This is just the beginning, and you will have a worse life in the future."

He didn't raise his head when he spoke, as if he was just talking casually with people, and he seemed to look down on Su Yige very much.

However, Su Yige clearly sensed a sinister aura from him, she staggered two steps in fright, and stabilized her body dangerously: "What do you mean?"