Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

"Trouble, you say?" His Adam's apple rolled a little, and his fingers were a little cold after being outside for too long. He covered the warm cheek with no warmth, and pinched the other person's chin very roughly. In silence for a long time, he leaned forward, and there was something brewing in his eyes. Thick displeasure, "What should I do with you..."

Long Qingcheng: "..."

They were all thinking about each other, but his girlfriend was too powerful and he couldn't do anything. He hugged the person tightly, as if his body was trembling slightly, so subtle that it was difficult to detect.

She felt the displeasure surrounding the man above her and sighed. She just wanted him to concentrate on dealing with Xuanyuan Han, but she forgot that the man in front of her was extremely persistent in her own affairs.

Even to the point of paranoia.

She pulled her lips helplessly and looked at the well-dressed man. She hooked the man's tie and exerted force. The man suddenly leaned down and kept talking quickly before he propped himself up on the bed.

She held up the man's handsome face, covered it with a light kiss, "I just..." As soon as she said this, she felt that the back of her head was covered by the man, and then blocked.

It's so heartbreaking.

The kiss was very forceful, as if he was trying to teach someone a lesson from the inside out, not even sparing a single step.

Finally, when she was about to suffocate, Di Yuanjue put down the woman with one hand and left the red lips that made him linger.

Their cheeks were close at hand, and his gaze was deep and bottomless.

Those gentle and caring eyes are enough to heal all wounds.

He turned around and sat sideways on the bed, turned on the bedroom light, and the dark room suddenly became as bright as day. Long Qingcheng also stood up at this time, and the two sat face to face on the bed.

He sighed heavily, "Uncle will be released tomorrow."

Long Qingcheng looked at the man in front of him and raised his eyebrows, "Are you looking for someone?"

"Well, all the evidence has been submitted over there." Di Yuanjue said quietly, but his expression still showed a hint of coldness and unhappiness.

Long Qingcheng pursed her lips and raised the corners of her mouth in a slight arc. She jumped directly into the other party's arms, "I think too much. No matter what happens in the future, I will tell you as soon as possible."

Imperial Capital, in this realm of power, without the power to reach the sky, how could it be released in one day?

But Di Yuanjue did it easily.

Then, Long Qingcheng heard the man's hoarse voice raise his lips and say: "How can I be your boyfriend if I can't solve this problem?"

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The next day, eight o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Ping struggled all night. He didn't know what the outcome would be today, but a phone call told him that he could go to the detention center to meet Mr. Long. What, he was released?

Who can be released after being detained for just one day?

Damn, what is Miss Long’s identity? Is she so awesome?

This is not gnawing at the old, this is gnawing at the young.

Unprecedented.

He got dressed and quickly arrived at the scene with all the documents, only to find that there was only a low-key Mastondine car parked at the scene.

Just released, there is only one in the entire world.

Yesterday he looked at the official website, and today he suddenly saw the real thing. He suddenly felt that he was in a dream, and if it was released today, he was still in the dream at all.

In the dream, Zhang Ping looked at the young lady coming out of the car and blinked, as if it was not a dream.

He pinched his arm. The pain was not a dream.

He almost took a step forward and trotted over, smiling from ear to ear, "Miss Long, good morning. It's almost eight o'clock. Can Mr. Long really come out?"

Di Yuanjue, who was just a car window away, sneered when he heard these words.

He pressed down the car window, and his deep cold eyes were like cold light, shining directly into people's hearts.

Zhang Ping heard the deep magnetic voice behind him, which seemed to be filled with an imperceptible chill, "Assistant Zhang, are you doubting my strength?"

Zhang Ping turned around and almost shut down his phone.

But fortunately, the assistant who had been tempered for many years stabilized his mind and said solemnly, "I didn't know it was Mr. Di who helped me at the beginning. If I knew, how could I dare to doubt it."

Looking at Zhang Ping who bent down to apologize, she lazily leaned on the back of the car. The hundreds of millions of cars directly became a background. She squinted at him and smiled to ease the tense atmosphere, "Assistant Zhang, put it down. Easy, he was kidding.”

Zhang Ping smiled bitterly.

The Emperor of the Imperial Group, known as Master Jiu, who doesn't show timidity in front of him.

It was just rumored that Mr. Long's daughter had a good relationship with Master Jiu, but it was just a rumor, and he didn't take it seriously. Now, maybe sometimes the rumors are true.

While the two were talking, the iron door opened, and Long Qingyun was still a little dazed when he walked out. Because he had only stayed for a day, his clothes didn't look so messy, but he was a little tired.

When Long Qingcheng saw this, she raised the corner of her mouth and walked over. She called out, "Dad."

Long Qingyun frowned, with a worried look on his face, "It's you..."

Before he finished speaking, the man in the car walked out, and his tall figure immediately wrapped around the woman from behind. His tall and majestic figure suddenly appeared, and the air around him became a little empty.

Long Qingyun remembered that Long Qingcheng told him that he was on a business trip, so the reason why he was here now was because he knew about his affairs.

He immediately had a good impression of Di Yuanjue, a man who could put aside his important career and rush to his lover's side regardless of his own safety.

As long as at this moment, Di Yuan is definitely qualified to be Long Qingcheng's boyfriend, or even a good husband.

Di Yuan never expected that today's appearance would reduce a lot of difficulties for him to marry Long Qingcheng in the future, and he would even be listed as his best son-in-law.

On the day of the engagement, the two of them were extremely drunk. Long Qingyun held his daughter and cried heartbrokenly. Only Di Yuanjue, who was drunk and hazy, always shouted "Aqing, Aqing" even if he said he was drunk or not.

Of course, I regret it.

Back to the present.

Di Yuanjue nodded with deep eyes, "Uncle, as long as you're fine, why not go home and wash up first? We'll talk about other things when we get home."

What should Zhang Xue do next, and how should he deal with the group's dismissal.

Many things cannot be solved immediately.

Long Qingyun naturally agreed, but the car he got into belonged to his assistant Zhang Ping. From the moment he was arrested, the group had already removed Long Qingyun from his authority. Even if he returned to the company now, it would be of no use.

inside the car.

Long Qingcheng's slender fingers played with the man's fingers. She leaned into the man's arms, raised her head, and asked, "When will you leave?"

"After your mother was buried." His low voice reached Long Qingcheng's ears. She lowered her head and buried her head in his arms.

She had never imagined motherly love before.

Because I don’t want to, I don’t have despair.

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