When Qi returned home in the afternoon, he noticed that the atmosphere was wrong as soon as he pushed the door.

It's a very subtle feeling.

Most of the time when he enters the door, his little wife will happily greet him, the atmosphere is beautiful and harmonious, and his mood will become excellent.

Not only did I not see anyone today, but the air felt heavy.

Qi Ye's eyes condensed slightly, and he walked upstairs quickly.

The door was closed, Qi Ye kicked it open, and his black eyes swept over the scene in the room, instantly becoming extremely dark.

Things were lost everywhere on the carpet, and the house was as if it had been looted, and nothing was intact.

Ye Weilan was also missing.

The thick soft curtain trembled, and Qi Ye walked over quickly, and lifted the purple veil.

The man curled up behind the curtain raised his head, embarrassed, and shrunk back as if he was terrified.

Qi Ye touched her bloodstained hands at a glance, and her pupils shrank: "Lan! ”

Ye Weilan gasped slightly, and reluctantly pulled out a smile: "It's okay...... than having children...... A little better......"

Qi Ye picked her up and sent her to the bed, squatted down and pulled out the medicine box from the drawer, and treated the wound.

There were scratches on the snow-white walls, and her slender ten fingers and transparent nails were broken.

Qi Ye gently applied the medicine and bandaged it, and after taking off her clothes and carefully inspecting it, she made sure that there were no other injuries on the ground, and then stood up with a gloomy face.

"Don't go......," she said weakly, her eyes pleading.

"I'll go get you a glass of water."

"I stopped them from telling you, I don't have to live by hurting you forever, Qi Ye, every time I see the wounds on your body, I feel so sad......"

The wound is not on my body, and I will never experience that pain.

Qi Ye's eyes flashed with a hint of anger, and he sat down again.

Ye Weilan raised her hand, her fingers were wrapped in white gauze, and gently held his hand: "Qi Ye, I'm tired, can you sleep with me for a while?" ”

Qi Ye put his arm around her shoulder, Ye Weilan snuggled into his arms, felt the familiar breath of reassurance, and closed his eyes: "If you can go on like this, you must not let me leave you." ”

She had been worried that he would send her away because he couldn't bear her pain.

The unknown future is always scary.

Qi Ye lowered his head and rubbed his soft red lips, but did not speak.

A wistful smile appeared on her lips: "I want to stay with Qi Ye until I grow old, watch Xiaoxue and Xiao Jiu grow up little by little, and in the future, Xiao Xue will marry, and Xiao Jiu will marry a wife......"

Dreams are as good as hope.

Qi Ye listened to the sound of her breathing settle down, put the sleeping person on the bed, covered the quilt, and he quietly turned around and went downstairs.

The two female bodyguards who were responsible for taking care of Ye Weilan were waiting downstairs, they were a pair of sisters, dressed in cool costumes, who were specially selected to stay by Ye Weilan's side after being screened by layers of Yan Shi.

The two saw a man dressed in black walking down the stairs gracefully, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and his face changed.

Qi Ye walked to the sofa and sat down, with a lazy hand on his forehead, he didn't speak, but the air was so heavy that his heart was like falling into ice.

The two seemed to realize that they had done something wrong, and they were silent.

Yan Shi ran in from outside the door in a hurry: "Boss, what's wrong?" ”

At a glance, he saw the two female bodyguards standing aside, stroking their foreheads, no need to ask, it must be these two newcomers who have done something wrong.

He collected his emotions and put his hands in his trouser pockets: "Say it." ”