Outside the gate, the squatting media and protesters looked at the black Maybach slowly opening up, and immediately cast curious glances.

When it became clear that it was Zhou Qichuan who had rescued all the trapped workers and disappeared, everyone immediately surrounded them like a nest of peaks.

The bodyguards guarding the gate saw that Zhou Qichuan was back, and they also quickly opened the gate, and dozens of bodyguards rushed out to open the way for Zhou Qichuan.

Zhou Qichuan sat in the car, the window was closed, leaning back in the chair and closing his eyes, as if he didn't notice anything outside, even if the reporter outside the window asked too loudly, his brows didn't move.

He Wu slowed down the car very slowly, and under the opening of the bodyguard, the car drove into the mansion little by little, and then the gate quickly closed again.

Song Zhiyuan was still lying on Zhou Qichuan's lap, hiding herself tightly, and she didn't raise her head and straighten up until the car stopped in front of the main building.

The next second, she pushed the door to get out of the car, but before she turned around, she was pulled by Zhou Qichuan.

Zhou Qichuan lifted his eyelids and looked at her, smiling helplessly, "You can't wait for me for a while." ”

Song Zhiyuan turned his head and frowned, "......"

The expression is a little disgusted!

Zhou Qichuan smiled again, so innocent, "You really can't rely on me." ”

Song Zhiyuan silently rolled his eyes and turned his head away.

After a few minutes, Zhou Qichuan finally calmed down, and the two of them pushed the door left and right to get out of the car.

After only walking a few steps, before entering the main building, he heard the sound of smashing inside and Zhou Jiangyuan's roar.

Zhou Qichuan stopped and looked at Song Zhiyuan beside him, "How about you go back to the car and wait for me?" ”

Song Zhiyuan shook his head, "It's not good." ”

Zhou Qichuan smiled, held her hand tightly, and took her to stride towards the main building together.

The housekeeper and the servants in the room finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the two of them coming back, and hurriedly raised their voices and shouted, "Second Young Master, Second Young Lady, you are back." ”

Zhou Jiangyuan, who was furious, heard this voice, and immediately turned his head to look, and when he saw Zhou Xuchuan and Song Zhiyuan, who had ten fingers clasped together and walked in like no one else, there was even a flash of killing intent in his eyes.

Su Mujun and Zhou Zhiqing, who had been frightened and shrunk into a ball on the ground, and didn't dare to move, saw them come back, as if they had seen a life-saving straw, and a bright light flashed in their eyes.

"Zhou Qichuan, the scenery is enough, I finally know that I am back."

This time, Zhou Jingyu finally knelt on the floor, and his face was still colorful, and nine times out of ten he was beaten by Zhou Jiangyuan.

Seeing Zhou Qichuan, he gritted his teeth and sneered, if he could, he couldn't wait to rush over now, pick Zhou Qichuan's skin, and eat Zhou Qichuan's meat.

Zhou Qichuan lifted his eyes, and his eyes swept towards Zhou Jingyu without any emotion.

In the next second, he let go of Song Zhiyu's hand, rushed to Zhou Jingyu's face, and directly slammed his fist into it without anyone expecting it-

"Bang!"

Zhou Jingyu fell to the ground in response, and blood overflowed on his already colorful face.

"Zhou Jingyu!"

After a punch, Zhou Qichuan was not relieved at all, leaned down and grabbed him by the collar, picked the person up, and then punched down again, smashing in the same place.

"Stop!"

Seeing that Zhou Qichuan was still going to fight, Zhou Jiangyuan rushed over, picked up the golf club that was originally used to beat Zhou Jingyu and was about to swing it down at Zhou Qichuan's back.

"Be careful." Song Zhiyuan screamed, didn't even think about it, and pounced directly and hugged Zhou Qichuan from behind-

"Boom!" "Hmm-"

In the next moment, a heavy pole was directly waved on Song Zhiyuan's back, and with a heavy muffled sound, Song Zhiyuan couldn't control it, and let out a painful muffled snort from his nose.

Only then did Zhou Qichuan react, threw away Zhou Jingyu, who was still in his hand, turned around suddenly, and hugged Song Zhiyu, who couldn't straighten his waist in pain.

"Iris, wife, how are you?" Looking at Song Zhiyuan, whose little face was pale and almost twisted into a ball in pain, Zhou Qichuan's frightened voice began to tremble.

Su Mujun and Zhou Zhiqing shrank aside and watched this scene, almost dumbfounded, and didn't dare to say a word.

Zhou Jiangyuan was also a little stunned.

He used all his strength just now, and he wanted to kill Zhou Qichuan directly.

Who would have thought that Song Zhiyuan could pounce on him and block it.

However, Song Zhiyuan is by no means a good thing, and it was only after Zhou Qichuan married her that he became more and more disobedient and acted more and more against his will.

"Wife, how are you, don't scare me, you speak!" Looking at Song Zhiyuan's painful appearance, Zhou Qichuan was really worried and scared, and his big palm touched her pale little face, and he trembled.

"I'm ......" Song Zhiyuan closed his eyes tightly and tried to open his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound.

It hurts, it hurts, she feels like her spine is broken, and every cell in her body has a kind of pain that is torn.

How can it hurt so much? Song Zhiyuan has felt this kind of physical pain in his life.

"Wife......" Looking at the person in his arms, Zhou Qichuan's eyes gradually turned red, and his voice trembled.

In the next second, he picked up Song Zhiyuan horizontally and walked out quickly.

"Rebel, you stop me!" Zhou Jiangyuan roared angrily, "The news that Jing Yu embezzled public funds from the entertainment city project to fill gambling debts, did you let them out, ah?" ”

When Zhou Qichuan heard this, his footsteps paused, but he didn't look back, just word by word, and his voice was ruthless like never before, "What Zhou Jingyu has done, you know best, this time, he will wait to be in prison." As for the Zhou family, whether you can still live depends on your attitude towards my wife next, if any of you dare to touch her finger again, the Zhou family will only become a thing of the past. ”

When the words fell, he hugged Song Zhiyuan tightly and strode away.

"Son, son-" Su Mujun shouted, wanting to catch up, but where could she catch up.

Zhou Jiangyuan didn't know if he was shocked by Zhou Qichuan's words or what, his body suddenly trembled, he fell into the sofa, and then slowly turned his head to look at Zhou Jingyu, who fell to the ground like a dog, and his pupils were suddenly enlarged......

……

Zhou Qichuan rushed into the car with Song Zhiyuan in his arms and ordered He Wu to drive to the nearest hospital as fast as possible.

Looking down, Zhou Qichuan looked at Song Zhiyuan, who was hugging Song Zhiyuan who was hunched and shrunk in his arms, and his big palm carefully probed her back, wanting to touch the place where she had been hit by a golf club.

Unexpectedly, he just touched it, and Song Zhiyuan let out a painful "hiss~" and gasped.

"Wife, what does it hurt, tell me?" Looking at the woman with wrinkled eyebrows and nose in his arms, Zhou Qichuan was really in a hurry.

Song Zhiyuan was still a little painful and couldn't open his eyes, and replied to him tremblingly, "My whole body hurts-"

.......