Early the next morning, Zhou Jiangyuan sent an official email to the entire group, announcing that Zhou Qichuan would temporarily assume the position of president of the group and assume the position of president.

The whole group was not surprised to see this email.

First, Zhou Qichuan, like Zhou Jingyu, is Zhou Jiangyuan's own son.

Second, Zhou Qichuan's ability is obvious to everyone, and he is indeed much stronger than Zhou Jingyu.

In the past three years when Zhou Jingyu sat in the position of president of the group, if it were not for Zhou Jiangyuan and Zhou Qichuan, it is estimated that Zhou would have been tossed by Zhou Jingyu.

Zhou Qichuan temporarily assumed the position of president of the Zhou family, and did not express a single word of opinion on the Zhou Jingyu and Liu Yanyan incidents, allowing the incident to continue to ferment.

But he did one thing, that is, to protect Song Zhiyuan, and not let Zhou Jiangyuan and Zhou Jingyu find out, the driving force behind this incident was Song Zhiyuan.

Zhou Jingyu deliberately attempted to kill someone, and so far, the police have no strong evidence to prove that he instructed the doctor to kill Liu Yanyan's mother and son, so after being detained for 24 hours, he was released on bail by the lawyer arranged by Zhou Jiangyuan.

It's just that Song Zhiyuan didn't expect that after she got home from work, as soon as she entered the house, she saw Zhou Jingyu sitting in the living room.

"Zhikite, I'm back." Seeing Song Zhiyu, Zhou Jingyu stood up, smiling, like a male host.

Song Zhiyuan seemed to sneer, and smiled faintly at him, "It's really rare for the eldest brother to deign to come to pray for Chuan and me." ”

Zhou Jingyu also pulled the corners of his lips and smiled, but his eyes were cold, he walked towards Song Zhiyuan, and in front of Uncle Zhang and the servants, he reached out to pick Song Zhiyuan's chin, and said, "Zhiyuan, the three-month period is about the same, you can divorce Zhou Qichuan." ”

"Huh!" Song Zhiyuan looked at him steadily, let him pick his chin, and let out a low smile with incomprehensible meaning, "Big brother came to Qichuan and me just to tell me this?" ”

"Of course not." Zhou Jingyu's face was gloomy for a moment, "What, you forgot our agreement at the beginning?" ”

Song Zhiyuan shook his head, "Big brother's words, how dare I forget, but ,——"

Just when Song Zhiyuan's voice had not fallen, the familiar sound of a car came from outside the door.

It was Zhou Qichuan who came back.

"But what?" Zhou Jingyu glanced out of the floor-to-ceiling window, and suddenly gritted his teeth and asked coldly.

Song Zhiyuan pursed his lips and said helplessly, "However, Zhou Qichuan didn't agree." You also know, in terms of strength, I can't compare to Zhou Qichuan; him, I'm sure I can't kill him; As for scolding, Zhou Qichuan is thick-skinned, no matter how I scold him, I don't mind! ”

Looking at Song Zhiyuan as if he was a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, Zhou Jingyu was so angry that he almost bit his back tooth socket.

He pinched Song Zhiyuan's chin with his hand and forced, "Zhiyuan, you are really getting more and more-"

"What's my wife getting more and more about?" As a result, before he could finish speaking, a deep, cold voice interrupted him.

Lifting his eyes, Zhou Qichuan stopped the car directly at the gate and walked in from the gate in order to be faster.

"Second master." Uncle Zhang hurriedly greeted him, with a look of joy on his face.

If Zhou Qichuan doesn't come back, they can't do anything about Zhou Jingyu, they can only watch him bully Song Zhiyu.

Zhou Qichuan glanced at Uncle Zhang, bowed his head lightly, and then, with one hand, he squinted at Song Zhiyuan and Zhou Jingyu with dark eyes, and walked towards them.

"Zhou Qichuan, it's just the right time for you to come back!"

Zhou Jingyu stared at Zhou Qichuan viciously, and when he was still three or four steps away from them, he directly clenched his fists and smashed at him-

"Be careful!" Song Zhiyuan immediately reminded.

"Boom!" "Ah~"

Squinting at Zhou Jingyu, who was rushing towards him, Zhou Qichuan flashed quickly, directly making him fist swing in the air, and then making up for it in the back and kicking him directly on the ass.

Zhou Jingyu was originally a little unable to brake the car because of inertia, coupled with Zhou Qichuan's ten-percent kick, he went straight forward, until his head hit the cabinet in front of him, and with a heavy muffled sound, he stopped and fell to the ground.

The posture of the fall...... Tsk, don't be too aggrieved!

Song Zhiyuan looked at it and smiled very unkindly, Uncle Zhang and the maid wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to laugh.

Knowing that the master had a personal matter to solve, Uncle Zhang beckoned and hurriedly retreated with the servant.

Zhou Qichuan's chin was obviously red, but Song Zhiyuan, who was smiling brightly at the moment, felt a little more comfortable.

You know, just when he came in, he saw Zhou Jingyu pinching Song Zhiyu's chin at a glance, and his first thought was to kill Zhou Jingyu directly.

Stepping up, glancing at Zhou Jingyu, who was shrunk on the ground like a dog with a painful face, and couldn't get up at all for a while, Zhou Qichuan walked towards Song Zhiyuan, raised his hand, and gently rubbed his slightly rough fingertips on her chin, asking, "Does it hurt?" ”

Song Zhiyuan pouted and nodded, "Well, it hurts." ”

Looking at the person in front of her, her little expression and voice that seemed to be disgusted and delicate were almost full of electricity, and she called Zhou Qichuan at once.

I couldn't suppress it, and the crispy numbness sensation surged up in the limbs of my body.

"Zhou Qichuan, you dare to do it to me?" fell to the ground, and after nearly ten seconds, Zhou Jingyu finally recovered, struggled to get up, and pointed at Zhou Qichuan and shouted.

Zhou Qichuan stretched out his long arm and hugged Song Zhiyuan into his arms, and then, he lightly lifted his eyes and looked at Zhou Jingyu, a pair of dark eyes narrowed dangerously, and said in a deep voice, "Zhou Jingyu, if you beat my wife again, I won't do it to you." ”

"Sure enough, Liu Yanyan's video was forwarded by you, isn't it?" Zhou Jingyu gritted his teeth and asked.

The video of Liu Yanyan making trouble in the lobby on the first floor of Zhou's family with a knife was not only posted on major social networking sites, but the most terrifying thing was that it was posted to an unknown number of WeChat private chat groups.

In this way, no matter what Zhou's PR thinks, it is impossible to stop the continuous spread of the video.

"In the past 30 years, has my eldest brother only grown a body and no brains?" Without waiting for Zhou Qichuan to answer, Song Zhiyuan asked with a cold sneer.

"Song Zhiyuan, you dare to scold me?" Zhou Jingyu's face was hideous, intertwined with pain and resentment.

"My wife didn't scold you." Zhou Qichuan glanced at the person in his arms, lifted his lips and smiled, "He just doesn't look down on you in his heart." ”

Song Zhiyuan immediately glanced at him with disgust, "Don't say that, I will continue to mix in the Zhou family in the future." ”

"Heh-" Zhou Qichuan smiled, lowered his head and imprinted a kiss on her forehead, "Don't worry, your husband is here." ”

He and Song Zhiyuan sang and sang, it was a perfect match, Zhou Jingyu looked at these two people, and he almost went crazy.

"Zhou Qichuan, do you think that Dad asked you to temporarily act as president, are you the real president of Zhou?"

Zhou Jingyu stared at the two of them with tears in his eyes, and sneered hideously, "I'll tell you, don't dream, whether it's the president of the Zhou family or the entire Zhou family, it can only be mine." ”

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