"Get out of the way." Qi Yan threw out two cold words from his thin lips.
"Xiao Yan, please stop being so willful. Come back with me, okay?"
She came here from afar, how could she just give in?
"How long are you going to hold a grudge against us for what happened back then? Dad is very worried about you, and I really need you..."
The rest of her words were drowned out by the fist that suddenly swung towards her. Qi Miyun closed her eyes in fear.
At the critical moment, the fist deviated and hit the wall behind it. At the same time, a low growl sounded in his ear, "Don't mention the past to me. None of you are worthy."
Qi Miyun trembled, her voice choked with sobs, "Okay, I won't mention it. I came here today to ask you to come back with me. No matter what, you will always be the eldest young master of the Qi family. The Qi family needs you."
The eldest young master of the Qi family?
Qi Yan's cold expression was filled with sarcasm. "Don't come and disgust me."
When they threw him here, who would have thought that his last name was Qi?
Where were the Qi family members when he was lying on the hospital bed dying?
"Next time someone from the Qi family steps into this place, they will never walk out unscathed like this time." Throwing down these words, the young man turned and left mercilessly.
Qi Miyun's sobbing voice could still be heard from behind: "No matter what, as long as you still have the surname Qi, you will leave here sooner or later..."
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Tang Qiqi locked himself in the room, trying to calm himself down by reading.
But the quiet environment did not make her unable to calm down. Instead, all her thoughts were taken away when Qi Yan left.
Where did Qi Yan take the person? Would he do something impulsive in anger?
Tang Qiqi slapped himself on the head without any hesitation.
Qi Yan never hits a woman, let alone her sister.
But all that remained in my mind was the pair of sinister and dangerous black eyes before he left.
The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became. Tang Qiqi finally couldn't sit still anymore and pushed the door open and walked out.
When I passed by the living room and turned on the light, I unexpectedly saw someone sitting on the sofa.
The young man lowered his head, crossed his hands over his brows, and narrowed his eyes slightly to hide his emotions, but loneliness emanated from his body.
Just like that tall, clear, cold figure turning away with a bit of loneliness in the sunshine.
That's heartbreaking.
When Tang Qiqi approached, a strong smell of alcohol hit his nose.
Her heart felt like it was being grabbed by something, the pain was so clear that her breathing froze at that moment. She raised her hand without caring about anything else, just wanting to comfort the injured boy.
Before their hands touched, Qi Yan suddenly raised his head.
When their eyes met, the person on the sofa suddenly stood up, grabbed her with his big hands and hugged her tightly.
"Seventh Brother."
"Um."
Qi Yan's tone was calm, without any ripples.
But Tang Qiqi could hear the depression in it.
"Give me a hug."
The sound was so soft, almost inaudible.
Like a wounded wolf cub who meets someone who can keep him warm, he begs for a hug pitifully.
Tang Qiqi's heart softened, her mind went blank and she didn't care about anything. She raised her hand and placed it on Qi Yan's back.
The head buried in her shoulder, every breath was like a breeze brushing past her ears, with a bit of warmth, swallowing her heartbeat bit by bit.
Neither of them spoke again. In the silent air, only the heavy and rapid breathing remained.
After an unknown amount of time, Tang Qiqi, whose body was restless due to the breath exhaled by Qi Yan, moved his lower body uncomfortably.
With this movement, the heavier breath sprayed more accurately on her most sensitive neck.
The person who finally couldn't bear it anymore asked tentatively, "Qi Yan?"
"Um."
A low but magnetic voice passed over his shoulder and reached his ears, and the numbing feeling made Tang Qiqi feel like he was electrocuted all over.
Tang Qiqi tried hard to suppress the rising heat, cleared his throat and asked, "Are you... okay?"
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