"Sitting in the study, looking at the documents with a blank face, will the president be there?" Qi Yuan walked to the door of the bedroom step by step and asked Tang Le.

Tang Le thought for a while and nodded, "No problem, then what?" ”

Qi Yuan sneered, "Then, of course, scare them to death, and your chance for revenge will come." ”

Tang Le nodded, his eyes a little more excited.

As the son of destiny in this world, Tang Le was killed by Qi Sheng in his last life, and as the heir of the Tang family in this life, he was killed by his son Qi Sheng.

This child of destiny is truly miserable.

After Qi Yuan finished speaking, Tang Le went to the study and sat down and started acting.

"Brother Sheng, why is it so cold at home?" Song Yan walked out of the bedroom in a nightdress and turned on the light in the living room.

Seeing that the room was lit up and relaxed, Song Yan was wearing a nightdress, although he was already middle-aged, but due to good maintenance, his face had not changed much.

Even now, the body still retains the original girlish feeling, those eyes are as bright as water, and there is a feeling of pity when frowning slightly.

The whole body exudes the aura of being kind and simple and needs to be protected.

The coldness in Qi Yuan's eyes became heavier, disgusting her was not enough, when did she leave her hundreds of millions of inheritances?

looks like a little white flower, the type of heroine she doesn't watch TV series.

Bah! Slut, swallow her money.

"Xiaoyan, your body is weak, maybe there is a problem with the air conditioner, you wear thicker." Qi Sheng's calm voice then sounded, and he walked out of the bedroom in a couple's pajamas.

took the coat in his hand and put it on Song Yan, compared with back then, Qi Sheng's life is more mature and indifferent.

After all, the excellent brother at the beginning has died, and even the Qi group that his brother laid down is his.

When people reach middle age, Qi Sheng has no impatience when he was young, and he has calmed down and has the temperament of a successful person.

Dog things, dare to grab the country she just arrived? Can't kill him!

Qi Yuan saw the position of the two, and the wrench in his hand was thrown out accurately.

The wrench carried a hint of the power of the rules, like a heavy blow on the huge chandelier in the living room.

The chandelier began to shake sharply from side to side after receiving the impact, and then fell directly because it could not bear the weight.

"Xiao Yan!" Qi Sheng hugged Song Yan and rushed to the side.

Song Yan was shocked by this change, standing in place, watching the chandelier falling overhead getting closer and closer, and then he heard Qi Sheng's voice and was protected by him and rushed to the side.

The loud sound of the chandelier smashing on the ground woke up Qi Sheng from his sleep. When he opened the door, he saw the chandelier smashing into the living room.

And Qi Sheng fell not far from the living room with Song Yan in his arms, just near the stairs.

Their bodies were all scratched by glass, especially the fine glass slag behind Qi Sheng.

"Dad! Mother! What's going on? Qi Sheng hurriedly went downstairs, walked to the two of them, asked about the injuries, and took out the phone to call for first aid.

Song Yan looked at Qi Sheng lying on his stomach, and his face turned pale.

"Brother Sheng, how are you? Don't scare me, I'm afraid. Song Yan touched Qi Sheng's face with trembling hands and wiped the blood on his face.

Her voice was shaking, and the crying appearance was really distressing.

Qi Sheng snorted and woke up, seeing Song Yan let go of the hand he was holding and moved his body with difficulty.

Song Yan sat up and kept saying that you don't die, you don't die.

Qi Yuan looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly felt a little sick to his stomach, the living room was already half dark, Qi Sheng turned on the kitchen light, and the three of them sat at the top of the stairs with the help of the kitchen light.

Qi Sheng found the medicine box at home and helped the two of them do simple processing.

Qi Yuan snorted, borrowed the power of the Heavenly Dao to cut off the power supply, and when darkness came, Song Yan stared at him with fear.

"Brother Sheng, I'm afraid." Song Yan sat next to Qi Sheng, holding his arm and said pitifully.

"Mom, it's okay, it's just that there's a problem with the electric switch. Soon the ambulance arrived. Qi Sheng soothed and put away the medicine box.

In the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, he couldn't help them treat their wounds, and the three of them could only wait for the ambulance to arrive.

But in the dark, the slightest sound can be infinitely amplified.

The sound of the door opening sounded, and Song Yan couldn't help but look at the door.

"I'll take a look, it's supposed to be an ambulance." Qi Sheng was about to get up as he spoke, but was pulled by Song Yan.

Because Song Yan knew, she remembered that she locked the door.

Song Yan held Qi Sheng's hand tighter, but with the other hand, he grabbed Qi Sheng, "Xiao Sheng, don't go." ”

The fear in Song Yan's words was even heavier, and Qi Sheng had no choice but to sit down and continue to wait.

But things obviously haven't stopped yet, Qi Yuan followed the concealment of the Heavenly Dao, and directly began to make noise according to the past habits of "Qi Yuan".

Open the door to change shoes, make coffee, and go upstairs to the study.

This is the habit of "Qi Yuan", who was the president of Qi's all along.

In the dark, the sound of a coffee machine suddenly sounded in the kitchen, where the power had been cut off. At first, Song Yan and Qi Sheng didn't think about it in that direction, and they knew that the familiar piano music sounded.

"Qi Yuan" has always been a delicate and elegant person, and his favorite thing was the piano, but because his parents gave up the piano, he came to Yanjing alone to start a business.

Even after the establishment of Qi's Group, "Qi Yuan" is still accustomed to listening to piano music every night when he goes home to make coffee.

The soothing piano music sounded out of thin air, making Song Yan instantly creepy. It was as if she had seen the once familiar man in the darkness repeating his nightly life.

"Brother Sheng, is it him, is it him......" Song Yan was already delirious because of the successive shocks.

Qi Sheng, as the president of a company, is a big man, so he is naturally much calmer, and he keeps comforting Song Yan.

But soon the sound of piano music approached, the rattle of the coffee machine stopped, and footsteps appeared.

Qi Yuan held his mobile phone in his hand, and piano music was playing on his mobile phone, and approached the stairs according to the original habit of "Qi Yuan".

After all, it was Hanhan who she watched grow up, and this fright was just collecting interest.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Song Yan knew that with his habit, he must have to go upstairs.

The fright and fear had made her lose her mind, and she immediately moved to the side, not daring to stay at the top of the stairs.

"Mom, there's glass!" Although Qi Sheng was also a little stunned in his heart, he was still more worried about Song Yan's safety.

Song Yan let out a boo, telling Qi Sheng to shut up and keep quiet, and then moved to the side like a demon, and the palm of his hand was scratched by the glass and did not stop.

Qi Sheng stepped aside and quickly grabbed Song Yan and held the person in his arms.

The footsteps came to the stairs and suddenly stopped, Qi Yuan looked at the finished piano music, drank Coke and changed to another piano song single loop.

The footsteps on the stairs stepped on the hearts of the three people with every step, as if the heartbeat rate was synchronized with the footsteps.

"Study! Dad, confidential documents in the study! The footsteps disappeared, and Qi Sheng heard the sound of the safe being beaten, and immediately stood up without fear.