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

Qing Wan's face changed drastically, and her voice trembled, "Jiang Mosui!"

The terrified voice penetrated the fire and was caught by Xiao Chi, who was not far away.

His breath was caught in his throat, and he turned around without hesitation, then rushed back to the study room with a wet coat on his head.

Because the outer clothes could cover very little area, after running for a distance, Xiao Chi's hands were covered with blisters caused by the fire.

The young master, who was raised in a wealthy family, had never suffered such hardship. It hurt so much that tears welled up in his eyes, but he never stopped.

He walked through the billowing smoke and saw Qing Wan wrapped in a quilt, trying to use tools to move the fire in front of him.

Xiao Chi's face was filled with ecstasy at surviving a disaster, but before he could utter the words that were about to come out of his mouth, the chandelier on the ceiling that was burned out suddenly came down with a bang.

He had no time to dodge and his left leg was crushed under the rubble.

The broken glass was already red from the flames, and now when it touched the flesh, it pierced into the skin with a crackling sound.

"what!"

Xiao Chi's face turned pale from the pain, he was sweating profusely, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve. The veins on his neck and forehead were tense and throbbing due to the severe pain.

Qing Wan turned around when she heard the voice and was surprised when she saw him. "Xiao Zhi, why are you here?"

Xiao Chi pushed open the chandelier with great effort, panting and limping to his feet. He was in so much pain that he saw stars and his thoughts were in a mess. He couldn't even hear Qing Wan's words clearly.

He just remembered to take Qing Wan away.

Yes, he wanted to save her.

No matter what, I don't care, even if I die.

He must take her out.

He, Xiao Chi, is not a good person, but he is definitely not a coward!

Blood flowed all over the ground as he walked, and even the pieces of flesh burned by the glass were shaking.

Xiao Chi turned a blind eye, gritted his teeth, grabbed Qing Wan's hand, and covered the quilt she was wearing with his wet coat that he was holding tightly.

"I, come, take you away."

He couldn't even speak clearly about the pain, but he held Qing in his arms without hesitation and dragged her out.

"No, no, Jiang Mosui is still in there."

Qing Wan was crying her heart out and turned around to see a figure in the firelight.

Jiang Mosui's body had been engulfed by flames, and his gaze fell calmly on Qing Wan.

When she turned around, he smiled, and the light in his eyes fully reflected the fire.

--goodbye.

——And, I love you.

——Dong Xi.

Qing Wan's tears fell to the ground, and she was dragged out of the room by Xiao Chi.

When Xiao Chi rushed downstairs, he was almost dying.

The leg that was hit had been burned so deeply that the bone was visible, and the fact that he had no protective clothing made the situation even worse.

Qing Wan supported most of his weight. She tried numerous times to share the wet and heavy quilt with Xiao Chi, but was held down tightly by him.

"I'm fine."

He breathed weakly and wrapped Qing Wan tightly again. After making sure that she was not seriously injured, he pulled the corner of his lip.

"Dong Xi, did I save you once?"

Qing Wan, who had practically dragged him out, took a breath and lowered his head to answer, "If you get out alive, I'll admit it."

"But I feel like I'm dying."

"No." Qing Wan glanced at the gate that seemed to be just around the corner, gritted his teeth and quickened his pace.

The surrounding fire had completely ignited the entire villa, and the flames shooting into the sky caused debris and ruins to fall everywhere and hit the ground continuously.

If Qing Wan hadn't used her spiritual power to block part of the fire, she and Xiao Chi would have been roasted to death long ago.

Fortunately, the injured person lying on top of her was in so much pain that he was unconscious and didn't notice anything.

Qing Wan lowered her eyes and saw Xiao Chi's completely destroyed left leg, as well as the various blisters and burns on his body, which almost completely disfigured him.

What goes around comes around, cause and effect will be determined by fate.

Although she was the one who drove most of this, she did not predetermine the fate of these people.

Because she understood that what price they were destined to pay and what their fate would be were not something she could fully control.

The Tao is above, destiny belongs to God, and fate follows nature.

Qing Wan retracted his gaze and quietly quickened his pace.

However, when they reached the door, the wind suddenly blew, and the already raging fire suddenly rose higher. The raging flames burned through the roof beams, and the crumbling house collapsed inward.

Qing Wan's eyes changed slightly, and when he was about to use his spiritual power, he was suddenly pushed from behind, and he fell out.

"Boom!"

The huge noise resounded through the sky, startling a bunch of birds in the forest.

Qing Wan stared blankly at the ruins in front of him. The fire was getting smaller and smaller. The wall connected to the door frame served as the boundary. Inside was in ruins and everything was desolate. Outside, the sun was shining brightly and it was a beautiful spring day.

The sound of sirens continued to ring in my ears, and the noise and clamor seemed to come from a long distance away.

Qing Wan's expression was still a little dazed. She curled up her fingertips. The blood that Xiao Chi left on her hands was still warm and moist.

Fate is never reasonable.

"Xixi!"

A panicked voice suddenly fell into Qing Wan's ears. She turned around subconsciously and saw Song Yanshu rushing over in a hurry.

His expensive and well-dressed suit was now covered in dust and even mud, obviously he had fallen hard.

But Song Yanshu, who was so scared that he went crazy, didn't care about all this. The moment he saw Qing Wan, he almost cried for joy.

Nothing.

Fortunately it's okay.

The man who had always been scheming, insidious and cunning had tears in his eyes. He knelt on the ground and hugged Qing Wan, almost as if he was relieved.

"Great, you're okay, that's great."

His voice was hoarse, and he was relieved as if he had survived a disaster.

However, the next second, he caught a glimpse of Qing Wan's exposed ankle, which was red, swollen and ruptured, and the swollen blisters were even more shocking.

Song Yanshu's pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart felt as if it was cut by a knife, even breathing became difficult.

He saw that Qing Wan hadn't said anything, and even when she looked up at him, she was still silent.

Song Yanshu thought she was frightened, so he quickly picked her up from the ground and coaxed her gently in a low voice.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'll take you to see a doctor. The pain will go away soon. Don't be afraid."

He walked anxiously, carried Qinglan into the car, and asked the driver to go straight to the nearest hospital.

Qing Wan didn't say anything. She lowered her eyes and pinched the blood on her fingertips, which felt a little cold.

It was just like the blood her master had splashed on her face thousands of years ago.

Tsk.

So, succubi really hate being dirty.

Qing Wan frowned slightly and nervously kept rubbing the blood on his hands with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to rub off the skin.

Song Yanshu noticed her abnormality at the first moment and quickly reached out to stop her.

"what happened?"

As he asked in a gentle voice, he pulled out a wet tissue from the side, patiently pried open Qing Wan's slightly trembling hands, and wiped the blood off them bit by bit.