Zha Gong cried bitterly for me after rebirth

Murong Qin stood up abruptly, his face livid: "Bai Qingjiu, don't talk nonsense, if you have a temper, let's deal with it slowly at home, don't talk here..."

"I don't need to pretend that we are good anymore. I can't continue acting, because in front of my father, I don't want to lie to him again. We just broke up. I want to pursue my freedom. You can also pursue the person you really love. Wish You are happy."

Bai Qingjiu took a deep breath, and felt a little dizzy after speaking. He once thought that he would never have the courage to say something in his life, but he could say it with confidence and dignity.

Xia Yu finally couldn't bear it anymore, stood up and grabbed Bai Qingjiu's wrist: "Brother, calm down, we finally went home."

"Yeah, welcome home, I'm finally going to be the real me, instead of always being Xia Yu's brother in someone's eyes."

Murong Qin couldn't bear it and shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Bai Qingjiu evoked an indifferent smile: "Mr. Murong, this is my home, I didn't invite you here."

He paused, and then said: "Of course you are not for me, I am full, you continue."

Bai Qingjiu pushed Xia Yu's hand away, turned around and pushed the door out. The moment he felt the cold wind, he vomited out all the food he had just eaten.

There was only leftovers left in the room, Murong Qin put down his chopsticks very quietly, his face was terribly cold.

Xia Yu explained to his father: "Dad, don't listen to my brother's nonsense, my brother is just playing petty temper."

The old man sighed, and silently put away the bowls and chopsticks: "Your brother never plays with his temper, that's all, let him go, whether it's worth turning back, he knows in his heart."

Murong Qin turned around and walked out, whether it was worth turning back or not, he didn't care.

Xia Yu maintained a smirk in front of his father for a moment, and immediately went out to block Murong Qin: "Haven't you had enough fun?"

"Step aside."

"If I knew you would treat him like this, I would never have left him here alone."

"Xia Yu, who do you think gave you the opportunity to go abroad?"

Xia Yu clenched his teeth: "Is it because of me that you keep him by your side?"

"Oh," Murong Qin sneered, "So what if you are, so what if you are not, you have no right to ask so much, do your own thing well, or you will never come back."

"Murong Qin, don't think you can still control me like you did back then!"

With a slight smile on the corner of Murong Qin's mouth, he turned slightly to look at him, his eyes were disdainful and warning: "I said, there is nothing I can't get, but don't get me wrong, I'm not right with you."

"You don't want to touch him again."

"What does it have to do with you?" After Murong Qin finished speaking, his eyes darkened, and he walked away with heavy steps.

Bai Qingjiu walked in the alley, covered his mouth and sneezed, then stroked his lower abdomen, why did he have this little thing when he made up his mind to leave.

A business Bentley braked to a sudden stop in front of it, Bai Qingjiu took a sip, and stopped walking.

Murong Qin got out of the car, his black windbreaker was blown up by the wind, and he grabbed his wrist, the edges and corners became sharper because of his anger: "Bai Qingjiu, there must be a limit to nonsense!"

Bai Qingjiu turned his wrist, trying to break free but was pinched painfully: "I'm serious."

"What do you care about? What is it that makes you dissatisfied? Do you know that when I wake up and can't see you, I..."

Bai Qingjiu stared at him blankly, not understanding what he was talking about, this was not the attitude Murong Qin should have.

Murong Qin clenched his fists and restrained his emotions: "What do you want me to do? Say, I don't want the money, what do you want?"

Bai Qingjiu raised his head slightly, his nose was red from the cold, and murmured: "I want to leave you."

"Dream!" Murong Qin's anger level soared again, so go to hell with his demeanor.

Murong Qin turned back to the car and took a file bag, and took out a volume of paper from it: "Bai Qingjiu, don't you want to destroy the contract?"

Bai Qingjiu was taken aback. He hadn't seen this contract since he signed it five years ago. He often wondered whether Murong Qin could fall in love with him a little bit, even if the contract expired, for a lifetime , white sake is willing.

Murong Qin said: "If you want to end it, I will fulfill you."

After speaking, he staggered his hands, and the contract was split into two in an instant, and he tore it into pieces and waved it away.

Bai Qingjiu's pupils were dilated, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, but he couldn't catch anything. Sure enough, he never had a trace of affection.

He squatted down and picked up the fragments bit by bit, as if five years of beautiful fantasy, there was no fragment left in an instant.

Murong Qin picked him up: "This is what you want, are you satisfied? Bai Qingjiu, let me tell you, the contract is cancelled, you don't want to get the money, and you don't even want to leave."

As he spoke, he pushed the white sake into the car, pulled off his tie, and wrapped his struggling hands one by one.

Holding the few pieces in his hand, Bai Qingjiu shouted: "No, let me go!"

Murong Qin made a knot, his fierce eyes seemed to eat him, Bai Qingjiu struggled violently, raised his foot and kicked his knee, and then he was grabbed by his ankle and oppressed him.

"Don't come over, don't press my stomach..."

Bai Qingjiu fell into the carriage in a shameful posture, his hands and feet were completely imprisoned, Murong Qin's knees pressed against his vitals, and the torn place was so painful that he couldn't speak at once.