Quick Wear: Everyone dislikes you, but you are always coveted by the boss

These words made Qing Wan stunned, "Get... married?"

The expression on Jiang Mosui's face became more and more fanatical, his pupils were shining with excitement, and even his breathing became a little faster.

The words that came out of his mouth suddenly enlightened him.

Why didn't he think of it before? As long as he got married, he could keep his Xixi in his own villa openly.

Then get pregnant and give birth to a child, completely cutting off other people’s thoughts!

Jiang Mosui was so excited that he couldn't say anything when he thought that the delicate and soft girl in front of him would become his wife and the mother of his child in the future.

He seemed to be possessed by a demon. He suddenly grabbed Qing Wan's hand, and his words were a little confused due to nervousness.

"I'm sorry Xixi, I know this isn't the right occasion, and this isn't how I would have imagined a proposal to be."

"But I really can't wait any longer. I love you, I really love you, but there are always some ignorant bitches around you, and I really don't feel safe."

"Xixi, let's get married, okay? We'll have everything a grand wedding should have. I'll use everything I have as a betrothal gift. Let me marry you, okay?"

This series of confessions made Qing Wan's eyes red in an instant. She covered her mouth, as if she was too excited to speak. She could only look at Jiang Mosui with emotion and nodded vigorously.

"Great! Great!!"

Jiang Mosui was so ecstatic that he wanted to hug Qing Wan tightly.

But the moment he got close to her, he suddenly remembered the wound on her waist and abdomen, so he suddenly released his strength and carefully held her in his arms.

Qing Wan also looked as if she had "finally waited for the day when everything will brighten up", and she leaned gently and tenderly in Jiang Mosui's arms.

But those phoenix eyes that were as clear and innocent as a deer were now carelessly suppressed, and the malice in them was as strange and evil as a monster with blood on the corners of its mouth.

It's really funny when Jiang Mosui says that he has no sense of security.

He probably forgot how Dong Xi endured the pain alone when he was flirting with Song Ya before?

But it doesn't matter. She will repay Dong Xi tenfold and a hundredfold for all the fear, jealousy, inferiority, and humiliation she secretly endured in the past.

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One month later, Nanshan Villa.

The night is dark and the wind is blowing coldly. The place that used to be quiet at this time is now brightly lit.

The doctors coming in and out walked in a hurry. Qin Tian, ​​who was standing at the door, was looking forward to it. After waiting for a long time, Lin Jun, who was on a business trip, finally arrived.

"How is the sir?"

Lin Jun, who had just got off the car, still looked a little tired, but he didn't dare to delay at all. He and Qin Tian strode in while asking about the situation.

"Very bad." Qin Tian frowned and took out the blue medicine bottle that had been in his pocket.

"When we found him, he had already taken all the pills. He not only had a severe stress reaction, but he even started to self-harm at one point."

Lin Jun paused abruptly, his eyes fixed on the blue medicine bottle, while Qin Tian next to him was still explaining the situation.

"He seemed to be waiting for someone all the time. He never slept. At first, he was fine. His mind and body were normal. He would always go to the garden and take care of the peonies tirelessly."

"But gradually, he started to get anxious, locked himself in the study, and smashed everything he could."

"After calming down, he felt extremely remorseful and blamed himself, mumbling some very strange words."

Lin Juan's bad premonition was pushed to the extreme, "What are you talking about?"

Qin Tian had a strange expression on his face. "He was begging his baby to forgive him. He said he didn't mean it, and even..."

"It was even the first time I saw Mr. cry."

This is something Qin Tian still can't believe.

That’s Jiang Si!

The devil that climbed out from the Avici Hell is cold and old-fashioned, like a monster.

Because his mother suffered from mental illness and his father was unfaithful and indifferent, he was abused before he was five years old.

The first time Qin Tian saw the child, he was being carried out of a small cabinet by the doctor.

His body was covered in blood, and some of the wounds almost exposed his bones.

But the child seemed to feel no pain. His eyes were dark, his face was expressionless, and he was as empty and numb as a corpse.

Qin Tian initially thought that he was frightened. After all, he was said to have been locked up in there for three days, during which time his mother had a paranoid attack and was trying to play hide-and-seek with him while holding the tip of a kitchen knife and smiling...

Pitiful.

He sighed inwardly.

But this compassion was broken within a few days.

Because Qin Tian discovered that the child was not frightened, he was born lacking in emotions, could not cry or laugh, and even inherited his mother's mental illness.

At the same time, he inherited his father's almost pathological indifference.

So, when his mother jumped from the building and died in front of him, Jiang Si, who was covered in blood, didn't even blink.

It seemed that the things dying in front of him were just like the kittens and puppies on the roadside.

Precisely because he was familiar with these things, Qin Tian was shocked beyond belief when he saw Jiang Si collapse for the first time.

Just as frightened as he was was Lin Jun, who was holding a blue medicine bottle with a complicated expression on his face.

He thought the drug was disposed of.

But I didn’t expect that Jiang Si secretly hid it and ate so much of it.

Lin Juan sighed, looked up and pushed open the door in front of him.

The smell of medicine was very strong inside. The person leaning on the hospital bed had lost a lot of weight, and his pale face had a numb and empty expression, silent as a pool of stagnant water.

His left wrist was bandaged and smeared with blood, and the back of his right hand, where veins bulged, was bruised and purple from the needle pricks.

"Sir." Lin Juan seemed to know nothing, with a kind smile on his face.

Seeing this, Qin Tian retreated silently and closed the door. Only Lin Jun and Jiang Si were left in the room.

He pulled out a chair and sat down, and said gently like an old man next door, "Are you waiting for her?"

Jiang Si's breathing stagnated for a moment. He slowly raised his head, his narrow eyes were bloodshot, and the pain and despair in them almost suffocated him.

After a long silence, he said in a hoarse and trembling voice: "I...can't find her."

"I don't know what I did wrong, she suddenly doesn't want me anymore..."

He spoke those few words with great difficulty, and his face looked bewildered, like a child who had done something wrong.

"I've been waiting for her, but nothing, nothing."