Nine Hundred and Twenty-Eight I Don’t Want to Leave You (Part 2)

What would she do if she couldn't bear it and he wasn't around?

Will he really choose to listen to his uncle and abandon himself? Will she break up with him when they meet again soon?

Although he can still use hundreds of thousands of ways to keep her, the feeling of being actively abandoned will not be pleasant.

damn it!

Tang Jue slammed the steering wheel, upset by such random thoughts. For the first time in his life, he felt so uneasy and anxious. He was actually afraid that he would be abandoned by a woman again! He was also worried that she would be wronged in front of his family!

Tang Jue held the steering wheel with one hand, took out his phone with the other, and pressed the familiar numbers. However, when she heard the cold mechanical sound coming from over there, she remembered that her phone had been smashed by Qi Yu last night.

Manic depression.

Throw your phone on the passenger seat and press the accelerator to the bottom.

Qiqi...

How will you choose? Is he something she needs, or is he... dispensable to her?

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As soon as the car stopped, Tang Jue ran to the VIP building.

When he arrived, he saw a few bodyguards guarding the VIP room with cautious faces. Seeing him, everyone bowed respectfully and tremblingly: "Young Master."

"I asked you to look at her for me, and you just let her kneel inside alone?" He was upset, and his voice couldn't help but become a little unsteady.

His expressions were cold and sharp, and his eyes passed over their faces one by one, shocking everyone to their hearts content. The leader lowered his voice and said, "Miss Qi refuses to get up. There is nothing we can do."

When Tang Jue thought about Qiqi still kneeling inside for so long, how could he still be in the mood to lecture people? He just opened the door to the ward and went in.

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Qi Qi is afraid that Qi Yong will not want her if she really says he doesn't want her. By then...she will really not even have a family member...

She didn't want to lose anyone again, so she didn't dare to leave, and she just knelt in the hall.

The sadness was excessive, and the whole person felt a little groggy.

Hearing the movement at the door, he subconsciously raised his gray eyes.

At a glance, he saw Tang Jue coming in a hurry. Tang Jue also stopped and stood there looking at her.

The two people looked at each other, and when they came into contact with his eyes full of pity and intolerance, Qiqi felt that the grievances in her heart were suddenly expanded infinitely. The tears that had just been held back suddenly fell out of his eyes again.

Tang Jue has never felt so sorry for a woman. Even eight years ago.

Now, she was kneeling there like a pitiful little creature, with strong insecurity and grievance in her dark eyes, but more importantly, fear and panic. Like an orphan, afraid of being abandoned by the whole world again, she tried her best to please the people inside.

However, the people inside were cruelly unwilling to give her any response.

Tang Jue's breathing became tense.

He suddenly felt that there were some things that, to be honest, it was better to hide them from her forever. She is fragile and sensitive, kind and beautiful, and she is greedy and persistent for this family relationship. Once such a cruel fact befell her, it was hard for him to imagine how she would bear it. Even though he would stay by her side every step of the way, in the end, it was her, the poor little one, who really suffered all the pain.

Tang Jue walked over slowly, half-kneeling with his long legs, and his slender body was barely even with her. With his long arms, he hugged her directly into his chest.

Qiqi didn't struggle, like a child who finally had a sense of belonging, she cried repressedly in his arms.

That look made his shirt wet.

Tang Jue waited for her crying to calm down a little, then knocked her down and picked her up from the ground.

Qiqi lay in his arms, holding his shirt with both hands, with tears in her eyes, "Tang Jue, please let me down..."

"Let's go back first." Tang Jue's voice was very soft, like coaxing a child. Patient and gentle, "If you have anything to say, let's talk about it when we get back."

"I'm afraid..." Qiqi's fingers held on to his shirt, her fingertips almost pinching into her own flesh.

Tang Jue knew what she was afraid of. I'm afraid that once she leaves, those family ties that seem so weak now will really be gone.

"No matter how scared I am, I can't let you kneel here all day. Qiqi, you need to calm down, and your uncle also needs to calm down. Give each other some space." He looked at her from top to bottom, with a deep look on his face, and said Every word that comes out is very convincing and makes people feel reassured.

Qiqi couldn't say anything to refute, and she felt his chest was warm and comfortable, and she couldn't resist. Finally, she slowly closed her eyes and nestled herself into his arms. Feeling his warmth, the panic in her heart gradually receded, and her sobs also slowed down.

The whole person has returned to its former calmness and tranquility.

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Tang Jue carried her into the car. He carefully took out a tissue and wiped away the tears on her face. "Wait for me in the car. I'll go up and come down soon."

Qiqi held him tight this time and refused to let go, "Tang Jue, don't go... I beg you not to hurt my uncle."

Tang Jue sighed, "I can't."

Qiqi bit her lip, "My sister...you still let Jian Qing bully her..."

Tang Jue had nothing to say.

Qiqi's eyes, which were washed by tears, became clearer and clearer, and she looked at him steadily, "Violence can't solve any problems. Promise me, you won't do this again, okay?"

Tang Jue sighed.

I wanted to tell her that sometimes, the world is just so cruel. Some people can't be solved by other methods except violence. Moreover, if you show mercy to him, you may be hurt more deeply in return.

However, Tang Jue didn't say this at the moment. He just followed her words and nodded, "Okay, I won't go."

He held Qiqi's hand in his palm, lowered his eyes to look at her, and reached out to lift her skirt.

Qiqi subconsciously dodged for a moment. Tang Jue frowned, "Let me see."

"It's okay..."

"It's okay, I'll know after I see it."

As he said, he held her slender legs with one hand and turned her body halfway. When the skirt was lifted, the knees that were already slightly blue appeared in his eyes.

Various emotions were surging in his eyes.

Qiqi was afraid that he would be angry and that he would blame his anger on his uncle, so she just comforted him softly, "Don't be angry, I didn't kneel for long."

"I'll rub it for you when I get home." Tang Jue's facial lines were tense. The originally good-looking face now looked a little cold.

"My skin is white and my blood is like this, so I will get bruises after kneeling for a while. But it's okay, it will disappear in a few days." Qiqi tried to explain.

"Okay." Tang Jue looked at her sideways, "I said I wouldn't hurt him, so I won't hurt him. But, Qiqi..."

Tang Jue's hand touched the bruise with heartache, "Don't do it again next time. You are mine, Qiyong is not worthy of making you kneel."