Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

At the same time, Ying Lei and others are still dealing with the aftermath.

Watanabe Seiya and Watanabe Segyue were sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.

But Chu Junci and Mingyao, two people who couldn't compete with each other, sat together, smoking cigarettes, puffing on clouds, and chatting with each other.

Chu Junci couldn't imagine what he would do if something happened to Long Qingcheng today?

What Mingyao was thinking about was that he did not expect that Long Qingcheng was so important in Di Yuanjue's heart.

Chu Junci's voice was indifferent: "That Di Yuanjue is a man enough. He is still injured in such cold water. Why don't you just go down if you just say that?"

Mingyao glanced at him coldly.

"That guy in your family is really good at causing trouble. I wonder if he has to deal with the Xuanyuan family, so he has to choose now to cause trouble?"

Ming Huanghuang thinks she is a burden.

Chu Junci took a breath and retorted: "How can you talk? What the two of them do is none of our business. If you can make Di Yuanjue obey, go and talk to him. What are you doing here? Big tail wolf."

Mingyao rarely choked, and the cigarette in his hand was cut off.

If he could get Di Yuan Jue to listen to him, he would be like a god descending to earth.

He threw down the cigarette and crushed it with his leather shoe. In an indescribably cold voice, he stated his purpose, "Are there any more of those cannon barrels?"

Chu Junci: "???"

Mingyao: "Give me some, it looks really good. I'll give it a try too."

Chu Junci: ""..." Can you try this?

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At seven o'clock in the morning, the morning light was misty and the sea was calm.

Shadow Lei and Shadow Wind were busy for nearly an hour before they completely turned the sea area back to its previous tranquility.

The drizzle started at eight o'clock and kept falling.

On the way back, Long Qingcheng leaned tiredly on Di Yuanjue's body and fell into a drowsy sleep, but the sound of rain woke her up.

"Is it raining?" She raised her head and asked, staring at the handsome face.

Di Yuanjue leaned down and lowered his head, his voice was very hoarse, "Well, I just got off." His voice was gentle, but there was a hint of paranoia in his eyes, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Long Qingcheng rubbed her head, stood up, and shook her head, "No, go to the back..." Looking outside, but it was not on the way back to the villa, she immediately changed her words, "Where is this way to?"

Di Yuanjue replied firmly: "Hospital."

Long Qingcheng opened his eyes wide, feeling very unnecessary, "My wounds are not..."

"Ah Qing, listen to me, okay." The man breathed deeply, and his fingers climbed up her smooth back, stroking her gently, "We should also check the bruises on your waist and the bruises on your legs. We also need to determine whether the wound is infected. We will go to the hospital first, and then go back if everything is fine. "

Long Qingcheng felt 100% that the man in front of him would not let him go back.

She glanced at Di Yuanjue, hugged Di Yuanjue's suit tightly, and said in a soft and helpless voice, "But I really..."

"Long Qingcheng." The man's face suddenly darkened, and he even called out her name in a low and deep tone that made people's hearts flutter.

Long Qingcheng raised her head and looked directly into his eyebrows, very obediently, "Yes."

"No matter what happens in the future, I will stay by your side and face it together." Di Yuanjue's aura was very powerful, and his dark eyes were filled with unquestionable determination.

He touched her face and said in a gentle soothing voice, "So, treat her well and make me feel at ease." Otherwise, how should I leave.

"Okay, I promise you."

Long Qingcheng agreed in compromise, then moved her head into the man's arms, "You have to be careful over there. I will go find you after school starts here."

Di Yuanjue hugged the woman's waist deeply and buried her tightly in his arms. He wanted to bring back the people from the shadows and focus on protecting her during this period.

Never let anything happen to her.

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At 8 o'clock in the morning, Long Qingcheng was finally hospitalized under the pressure of Di Yuanjue.

She was so hopeless that she almost stared at the ceiling blankly, waiting for the test results to come out.

Fortunately, the examination results came out and everything was normal. Except for the wound on his leg, the bruises on his body would only go away in a few days. However, at Di Yuanjue's strong request, the doctor prescribed bed rest for a week.

Also arranging the rest together were Watanabe Seiya and Watanabe Segyue.

On that day, the entire floor of the luxurious VIP ward on the top floor of the hospital was under full martial law. All entrances and exits were guarded by multiple bodyguards. Not even a fly could fly in, let alone anyone who went out.

At this moment, Long Qingcheng was wearing a hospital gown and watching Di Yuanjue peeling an apple beside him.

She tilted her head and looked at the man beside the bed, and asked calmly: "Where is Watanabe Seiya?"

Hearing the sound, Di Yuanjue narrowed his cold eyes and said, "He's fine."

"Oh, can I go and see him?" Long Qingcheng asked cautiously.

Di Yuanjue handed over the apple, and stared at her deeply with his deep eyes, "Let's wait for another day, he is still unconscious now."

Long Qingcheng stopped talking and ate the apple obediently.

Half an hour later, Long Qingcheng fell asleep.

Di Yuanjue carefully pulled up the quilt, and then slowly exited the ward.

That tall and straight body was wrapped in an indifference that kept strangers away from him.

A pair of dark eyes showed a colder look than before, as if no one except Long Qingcheng could make any waves in his eyes.

The man took out the cigarette from his pocket and took a few puffs with a serious expression.

After about a few minutes, Shadow Lei walked over quickly, lowered his head and said: "Watanabe Seiye is awake."

The man whose hands and legs were shot by four of their bullets woke up quite quickly.

The man directly pressed the cigarette on the ashtray of the trash can and said, "Lead the way."

Ying Lei spread his hands to signal, and cautiously looked at the outline of his handsome face with his peripheral vision. He felt that the old man's aura was colder than before. It was clear that there was nothing wrong with his wife, but his aura made it difficult for people to get close to him. There was a very alienating air about him. Feel.

Ying Lei didn't dare to say anything and quickly led the way.

In the independent ward, Watanabe Chengye's pale face showed a hint of deathly bitterness.

Shadow Wind and Akun stood guard outside the door.

The elevator beep came, and the two of them looked sideways at the same time, and saw their boss walking over with one hand in his pocket and a strong wild aura.

Akun opened the door and stepped aside to make way, "Boss, the doctor wants us to visit the patient for ten minutes."

The man pursed his lips and said nothing, and walked into the ward with steady steps.

The person on the bed heard the sound, turned his head and looked at Di Yuanjue, his throat was a bit hoarse, "I didn't expect that the master of the Prime Minister's Office is actually you. The person I defeated was you, not her."

Di Yuanjue stood in front of the window, looking down at him with unfathomable eyes, "I only touched the Watanabe family, not the shrine. You know who I lost to."

Watanabe Chengye closed his eyes, and his broken voice was full of unwillingness, "Di Yuanjue, so what if you help her, all the people in the Watanabe family support me, they can't let Watanabe Chengyue become the heir, even if I’m a waste and it’s impossible.”

"As a man, you can't even protect your own woman, so what can you do even if you are an adult in the Prime Minister's Office? You loser!"