Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

The next day, at eight in the morning.

The weather in the capital has been a bit gray since yesterday, and it seemed like it was going to rain at any time. In the early morning, the wind started to rain heavily, and it didn't stop until the morning. Instead, it started raining harder.

Long Qingcheng got up early and finished packing, then waited for Di Yuanjue's car to arrive, but he didn't expect that only Yingxue would be waiting. Only after Yingxue informed her did she know that the condolences were over.

Di Yuan was definitely afraid that she would be cold, and it was raining heavily at that time, so he didn't come to call her.

It wasn't until the rain subsided that he let Yingxue take her over.

Suburban cemetery.

Long Qingcheng was dressed in a black casual suit and walked in with an umbrella in her hand. She glanced at the people on both sides of the road. They were all wearing uniform black suits and white flowers on their chests. The team was neat and uniform.

They send their brothers on their last journey.

In the shadow of the crowd, she found Di Yuanjue not far away. The man who was soaked by the rain stood there aloof, and his back looked very lonely, even a little sad.

They all say that Di Yuan is a murderous demon and an executioner. He is not a member of the Di family, but he can stand at the top of the Di family and control the lifeblood of the Di family. He must have poisoned the Di family.

He is a ruthless, selfless, selfish, and profit-oriented villain.

But is there really no love?

Is this a selfish villain?

If he was such a person, how could he have so many people following him? Today, she saw a different Di Yuanjue.

During the burial, everyone, led by Di Yuanjue, stood in the rain. Long Qingcheng turned sideways and saw that his dress today was more solemn than what he wore every day. Even the buttons on his collar were buttoned to the top. He looks very abstinent.

The rain wet everyone, the coffin was sealed, and the sound of live ammunition in the air was heard one after another, as if to say, let's go, brother, we will definitely protect Master Jiu.

The brotherly friendship instantly infected Long Qingcheng, making her eyes wet uncontrollably.

A sudden voice sounded at this time: "We are all orphans. It was Master Jiu who picked us up one by one. Master Jiu is our reborn parent. We will always sacrifice our lives for Master Jiu."

Yingxue spoke calmly, her eyes fixed on the other side. She brought a bouquet of chrysanthemums and handed it to Long Qingcheng. Her voice was clear, "Go, Miss Long."

She knew that what Master Jiu needed now was the people in front of him, not them.

After the ceremony, everyone slowly dispersed.

Only Long Qingcheng walked inside. She raised her umbrella to cover the rain on the man's head. She stayed beside Jiu Ye silently, without saying a word, and was only accompanied by the sound of the rain hitting the umbrella. Watching them.

After a long time, Long Qingcheng's hands felt a little sore. She looked at the chrysanthemums in her hands and moved her body slightly. The rain wet her shoulders. The moment she bent over, the man moved.

He held an umbrella in one hand, leaned over and surrounded the woman. His voice was hoarse, and a sexy subwoofer sounded, "Don't get caught in the rain, you'll catch a cold."

Nothing around him could shake him, but only the person he put in his heart for the first time affected all his emotions.

The man's slender fingers were holding the upper part of the umbrella pole. Although he was very close, there was still some distance if you looked closely. The girl put down the white chrysanthemum, then raised her head and looked at the man close at hand, raising her eyebrows slightly. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and ripples appeared in his heart, "No, I'm here with you."

The same words, spoken from different people's mouths, have different tastes.

……

After leaving the cemetery, Di Yuanjue had a villa here that was his private estate, and they drove there.

There was a faint smile on Long Qingcheng's lips, and her black and white eyes were impeccable. She pinched her fingers and said in a nonchalant voice: "After I go back, I need to prepare for the exam."

There was only one month left before the exam, and even if she was sure, she still had to pretend, read a book or something.

Di Yuanjue's suit had been soaked by the rain and was very sticky against his body. When he unbuttoned his suit and was about to take it off, his fingers paused slightly when he heard the girl's words. This meant that they had at least one Can't meet for months.

In just a moment, he took off his suit and threw it behind. The white shirt wrapped his strong muscles. The thin fabric stuck to the man's body, perfectly showing off his eight chest muscles.

Hormones filled the entire car.

Long Qingcheng couldn't move her eyes away from looking at Di Yuanjue. She felt like a nymphomaniac.

The man put his arms on his legs and looked at Long Qingcheng, "It's okay. You can work online."

"I..." Damn, you are so good at exploiting employees!

Ah, no, she is not an employee of Di Yuan Jue yet.

Long Qingcheng showed a meaningful expression, which obviously means you should judge it yourself. What you are saying to a senior high school student preparing for the exam is simply too subpar.

She didn't want to talk about it anymore, it was disappointing.

……

Ten minutes later, Long Qingcheng watched the car drive into a desolate manor, and his eyes returned to Di Yuanjue, "Master Jiu, is this manor your place to stay?"

The man's thin lips tilted slightly, "I don't come here often."

Only then will he come and stay all day.

Looking from the second floor, you can see the cemetery in the distance at a glance. It is said that the brothers who lived and died for Master Jiu are buried there.

Two people took the elevator in the basement and entered.

Long Qingcheng took a rough look at the interior layout of the manor. It was simple and cold, gray and white, with a cold atmosphere everywhere. It was indeed a place where few people lived.

In the living room, Long Qingcheng was sitting on the sofa, and Di Yuanjue was sitting opposite, lighting a cigarette and smoking it slowly. He asked in a voice: "Why did you decide to save Mr. Qin?"

Long Qingcheng hugged the soft pillow from the side and raised his eyebrows, "He died once. He is lucky to survive. Besides, Qin Wuyue is your friend, and I wanted to save him."

She just wanted to see what Qin Beiyuan would do for her grandson.

The matter between the two of them will not involve innocent people.

This is Long Qingcheng's consistent style.

Di Yuanjue leaned over and dusted off the soot, "The water in the capital is deep. If you come to the capital for business, ask Yingxue to follow you. This way you will be safer." The fights between those families will inevitably lead to anger.

Hearing this, Long Qingcheng flashed, with a smile in his eyes, "Thank you, Master Jiu."

At this time, Shadow Lei came from outside the door, and the two people who heard the footsteps turned their eyes at the same time.

Ying Lei said: "Master Jiu, the living room is ready."

Di Yuanjue took the opportunity to sit down, holding a cigarette to his lips, "Go take a shower, come down for dinner later, and then take you back to Dragon City."