After rebirth, the paranoid boss dotes on her

"you……"

As soon as Yang Chuhuai's words came to his lips, a heavy punch hit his left cheek.

The punch was even more powerful than last night, causing him to fall directly to the ground, with a trace of bright red blood instantly flowing out from the corner of his mouth.

Qi Xiaoyi bent down, grabbed Yang Chuhuai's collar with one hand, and said coldly: "Do you know what happened to the last scumbag who cheated on a woman?"

Yang Chuhuai's face was hurt and he couldn't speak.

Qi Xiaoyi then punched him again and said, "He's already waiting for you on the Yellow Springs Road."

Yang Chuhuai's eyes were full of stars.

Then, Qi Xiaoyi became ruthless and punched Yang Chuhuai on the left cheek one after another.

Last night he was hit on the right side of his face, and today he was hit on the left side of his face.

The two sides are symmetrical.

Yang Chuhuai struggled and tried to fight back.

But under Qi Xiaoyi's absolute strength and angry fists, he had no power to fight back at all, and even looked a little embarrassed.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

In the end, Yang Chuhuai fell to the ground, beaten half to death by Qi Xiaoyi.

Seeing that someone was about to die, the servant of the Wen family immediately went in to report to Wen Yu.

After hearing this, Wen Yu ran out of the house in a hurry without even having time to wipe the tears from her face.

"Qi Xiaoyi!"

After hearing Wen Yu's urgent call, Qi Xiaoyi regained his composure and gradually stopped.

At this moment, Yang Chuhuai was in a miserable state, his face was covered with bruises, his collar was stained with blood, and he looked particularly scary.

Qi Xiaoyi straightened his body, took a breath, and said to Yang Chuhuai: "I'll spare your life this time, but if you bully Wen Yu and make her cry again next time, I'll let you know what it means to live a life worse than death."

Hearing this, an extremely complicated emotion flashed across Wen Yu's eyes.

I was surprised, moved, and felt inexplicably at peace.

Is Qi Xiaoyi... venting his anger for her?

He wasn't like this before.

Wen Yu came back to his senses, walked over and pulled Qi Xiaoyi away, "Okay, you almost beat him to death."

"He deserves to die."

Qi Xiaoyi said with disdain, looking at Yang Chuhuai as if he was looking at a dead person.

Noticing that his left hand was stained with blood, Wen Yu unconsciously revealed a look of concern.

"your hands……"

Qi Xiaoyi calmly shook his left hand that was hurt from hitting someone, and whispered two words: "It's okay."

Wen Yu pursed her lips, said nothing, and just pulled him into the house.

When passing by the servant, Qi Xiaoyi instructed: "Call an ambulance for him. Don't let him die in front of the Wen family's door. It's unlucky."

The servant nodded and replied, "Yes, Master Qi."

Not long after, Yang Chuhuai was taken away by an ambulance.

In the room.

Before Wen Yu had wiped the tears from her face, she pulled Qi Xiaoyi to treat the scratch on the back of his left hand.

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

Wen Yu suddenly asked: "Why?"

She didn't look up at Qi Xiaoyi, but her soft voice still carried a slight choke.

Qi Xiaoyi asked in confusion: "Why?"

After another half moment of silence, Wen Yu slowly raised her head, her slightly red eyes staring straight at him.

"Why are you helping me? Why are you venting my anger? Why... defending me?"

Qi Xiaoyi did not rush to answer her question, but looked back at her quietly for a long time.

Then he asked, "Why do you say that?"

"I do not know."

Qi Xiaoyi smiled with his lips curved, slowly stretched out his right hand, and lightly brushed the remaining tear marks on her right cheek with his fingertips, his action full of endless pity.

"Because... I can't bear to see you being bullied by a bastard like Yang Chuhuai." His voice was very soft, and there was a sense of caution in it.

In fact, he wanted to say that he liked her.

But these words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter them.

Maybe it's just not the right time.

She had just been cheated by a scumbag, so we had to wait for her to recover for a while before doing anything else.

Moreover, his image in her mind has never been very good.

Wen Yu was caught off guard by his sudden tenderness.

She stepped back uncomfortably and muttered softly, "Haven't you bullied me enough in the past?"

Qi Xiaoyi's hand just stayed in mid-air.

His slender fingertips curled slightly, and then he silently withdrew his hand, and the gentleness that was inadvertently revealed also disappeared into thin air.

"So you hate me?"

Qi Xiaoyi couldn't help but ask.

Wen Yu was slightly startled, her eyes drooped and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

She didn't answer.

In fact, she never hated him from beginning to end.

On the contrary, she had an indescribable dependence on him.

Every time when she got into trouble, he was the first person she thought of.

But Wen Yu didn't intend to tell him these.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Qi Xiaoyi didn't continue to question her, but whispered: "Don't be sad for a bastard like Yang Chuhuai anymore."

Wen Yu hummed softly and responded firmly: "No."

After simply treating the wound, Qi Xiaoyi did not stay in the Wen family for too long.

Wen Yu stood quietly by the window in the living room, following the shadow of Qi Xiaoyi's car until it disappeared at the end of her sight.

I don’t know why, but suddenly an indescribable emotion surged in my heart.

Even she herself couldn't explain it clearly.

After thinking about it over and over again, Wen Yu still couldn't figure it out, so he simply gave up thinking about it.

She turned to the coffee table, picked up her cell phone and called Xiang Wanqiao who was far away in Gulang Island.

Gulang Island——

Xiang Wanqiao was sitting leisurely in a rattan chair on the balcony of her apartment, with her eyes closed, basking in the sun leisurely.

The breeze from the seashore blew by, carrying the fragrance of flowers and plants, interweaving with the tranquility emanating from her body.

Gu Jingzhan, holding a plate of bright red watermelon and a glass of low-alcohol cocktail, walked slowly from indoors to Xiang Wanqiao outdoors.

He placed the watermelon and cocktail gently on the small table beside him and said, "Baby, the watermelon and cocktail you requested have been delivered."

Gu Jingzhan became more and more proficient in calling him "baby".

Originally, Xiang Wanqiao was a little resistant to this name and refused to let him call her that because it sounded too corny.

But after being called so many times, she became immune to it.

Hearing Gu Jingzhan's voice, Xiang Wanqiao slowly opened her eyes.

She turned her head to look at the man, a satisfied and happy smile gently appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Well, the service is good."

Gu Jingzhan walked around to her, put his hands on the armrests on both sides of the rattan chair, bent his waist and leaned forward slightly.

"Is there any reward?"

Xiang Wanqiao glanced at him unhappily, then raised her delicate little face and quickly kissed him on the lips.

"Is this enough?"

Gu Jingzhan curled his lips in satisfaction, then leaned down, put his thin lips next to her ear, and whispered with a barely perceptible hint of temptation.

"Actually, my service in bed is pretty good too, baby, do you need it?"

Xiang Wanqiao rolled her eyes at him immediately, mercilessly pushed his chest, and rejected him bluntly, "No need."

Gu Jingzhan blinked, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes.

He said faintly: "But didn't you say you wanted to have a baby?"

"Even if you're giving birth, you don't have to do it every day!" Xiang Wanqiao said helplessly, "You're not tired, but I am."

"I won't let you move."

"..."

Xiang Wanqiao was speechless for a moment.

Afterwards, she couldn't help but complain: "Gu Jingzhan, you are now on the path of being a cool and domineering CEO and there is no turning back."

Gu Jingzhan didn't care at all, instead he said shamelessly: "It doesn't matter, I have a wife and that's enough."