At a glance, Old Man Chi saw Chi Yang lying on the ground, his face covered in blood.

Completely indifferent to what happened, he looked at Chi Mo indifferently.

"Tie up the ink for me!"

"Who dares to touch me!" Chi Mo kicked over the chair and almost smashed everything in the room.

The crackling sound was deafening, things were flying everywhere, and no one dared to move the bodyguards who came in.

"Grandpa, my uncle wants to kill me!"

Chi Yang was helped up by the servant, his nasal cavity was still bleeding, but his hand dared to point at Chi Mo.

Chi Mo's eyes were cold, he grabbed the water cup and smashed it at him: "point it to me again, I'll chop your hand!" ”

"Whose hand do you want to chop off?" Chi Lao was frightened, and said with a cold face: "I see that you are becoming less and less interested in me." ”

"I never had you in my eyes." Chi Mo glanced at Chi Lao indifferently, and said with a cold face: "Take care of your grandson, and then give me careful thoughts, it's not as simple as a flesh injury." ”

After speaking, Chi Mo pulled Qiao Ran and wanted to go out.

But Qiao Ran was so frightened that his legs were weak and he couldn't walk.

Chi Mo directly picked up the person horizontally, and when he brushed over Chi Lao's side, he said in a cold voice: "I don't care how you treat me since I was a child, it doesn't matter." Please don't touch my people, and there will be another ...... I will kill your dear grandson and break him to pieces!" ”

Chi Lao knew Chi Mo's ruthlessness, but he had never seen him ruthless like this.

No, he had it once when he was twenty years old.

He wouldn't let him save the girl, and he stared at him with that gaze when he held the girl's body.

For a while, Chi Lao was speechless.

"Get out of here!"

Chi Mo gave an order, and the bodyguards surrounding the door immediately dispersed and made way out.

Chi Mo didn't hesitate to leave with Qiao Ran in his arms.

Staring at the backs of the two, Chi Lao turned his head to look at Chi Yang, his brows furrowed: "Who made you move Qiao Ran!" ”

Chi Yang's face was cold, his hands were clenched, and his eyes were full of hatred.

Today's shame, he remembers.

Sooner or later, it will make Chi Mo repay it a hundred times!

——

Qiao Ran was put into the back seat by Chi Mo, and the man buttoned up for her, and her cold face was very terrible the whole time.

He still had blood on his hands, some of which had rubbed against her clothes.

Seeing this, the man frowned and turned to look for wet wipes.

"Chi Mo!"

Thinking that he was going back, Qiao Ran immediately grabbed him.

Chi Mo hooked his lips and smiled, rubbed her hair, and said softly: "I won't go back!" ”

Although he really wanted to kill Chi Yang just now, now that he has come to his senses, he won't do that kind of stupid thing.

After a while, Chi Mo wiped his hands and came back, and the wound on it was obvious.

"You're hurt!" Qiao Ran held his hand and frowned.

Worried!

"It's fine." Chi Mo sat in and carefully checked whether she had been injured by Chi Yang.

Good thing no!

Otherwise......

He would really chop Chi Yang on the spot!

Seeing Chi Mo's nervous appearance, Qiao Ran's eyes were sour, and he threw himself directly into his arms, shocked: "Chi Mo, I thought I was miserable!" OK...... Good thing you came to me. ”

Chi Mo stroked the girl's hair, and the yin owl under her eyes slowly dispersed.

"With me, no one dares to touch you."

Whoever moves, must die!

"Chi Mo ......" Qiao Ran's body trembled slightly, holding him and refusing to let go.

In order to save her, he was also injured!

"Go to the hospital." Looking at the injury on his hand, Qiao Ran spoke worriedly.

——

When I came out of the hospital, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

After some tossing, no one ate.

"Are you hungry?"

Chi Mo held the girl's hand and asked softly.

Qiao Ran stared at his wanton face and remained silent.

How did he act like it didn't happen!

(Good night.) ）