C17 Angry Bodyguards

"Boss Yang!" I told you to harm me, I told you to harm me! " Cai Desheng stood up angrily and rushed over to punch the old man in the face.

Old men don't let themselves be foolishly beaten and punched back.

The two of them gnashed their teeth and fought with all they had. It seemed that Xi Qiujie would forgive anyone who had beaten them.

Xi Qiujie pretended that he could not see her, and continued massaging her scalp.

The sounds of fighting grew softer and softer until it became a cheer of victory.

"Young Master Xi, I've won." Cai Desheng clenched his fists and raised his arms. Although his eyes were bruised, he could not hide the excitement and excitement in his eyes.

Qin Zixia saw that the old man was beaten until he was bleeding and unconscious. She felt a little bit better. Many women in the company could not escape from this kind of perverted man. She had wanted to take care of him for a long time. Now, someone was cleaning up for her.

She looked up at Xi Qiujie and smiled.

Xi Qiujie could see the meaning in her eyes. He raised his hand and the bodyguard behind him stepped forward.

"The old one has all the hair on his body. This one shall be delivered to the clouds of the dragon. "

Hearing the word "dragon and cloud", Cai Desheng fell to his knees, begging for mercy to Xi Qiujie.

It's a place for women to play. The customers who spent money were all either men or women. He heard that a lot of men came in and were carried out.

Xi Chujie brought Qin Zixia out, ignoring them. "He turned around and informed Song Xing." Second Brother, first help me make an appointment with another time, I will definitely pay you a visit to apologize. "

Qin Zixia vaguely understood something. She raised her head, and her eyes were filled with worry and guilt.

"Did I hold you up?"

"Come on, I'll deal with you when we get back." His tone was light, without any emotion.

When Qin Zixia returned to the North Courtyard, she saw a sandbag pressed on his body on a cold night when he was lying down on his stomach.

Leng Ye was her bodyguard, Xi Qiujie couldn't blame him for this incident. She looked pitifully at the cold night, her eyes full of sympathy and apology.

"Hubby, I told Leng Ye to go back first this time, it's none of his business." Because of her, the night was cold.

"I'm under the control of my wife?" Cold Night had already reported all the details of the incident.

The corner of Qin Zixia's eyes twitched as she grinned. While pinching his arm, she said with her doggy legs. How is this possible!? My husband is a tycoon in the outside world and also the head of the family. Leng Ye must have heard wrongly. I mean, 'tracheitis,' I suspect you have tracheitis. "

"So this is a problem with the cold night? "I'll add another sandbag."

"Yes."

Cold Night stood up and added a sandbag, maintaining his push-ups posture.

The regret in Qin Zixia's eyes deepened. Cold night, I'm sorry.

He led her up the stairs, opened the door, turned on the light, and threw it. Ribs and spine smashed against the wall. She frowned and made a sound of pain.

The man had one arm propped up against the wall. There were two flames in his eyes as he spoke furiously.

"Do you know what will happen if I don't show up today!" Every time he met her, it would always be like this. His heart could still bear it, could it be that she wanted to take his life three or four times?!

He can't get angry out there. I must teach her a lesson today.

"I know, there's still you!" Qin Zixia replied weakly.

Did he think that she was a god? Every time he encountered danger, he would rush out in time!

"You know? Knowing that she often put herself at risk, Qin Zixia, either I didn't give you the money to spend, or you yourself are a person who likes to cause trouble for me. "

The heavy words smashed into her heart, making her feel sad and angry.

"You think I'm in trouble? "If you dislike me, then I'll divorce you!" She had a mother who was severely ill at the hospital, a tangled father, and a past she could not bear to look back on.

Divorce if you're not prepared for it, before she's completely in love with him.

"Divorce, don't even think about it!"

Xi Chujie picked up Qin Zixia with one hand and slapped her hard, like a child who had done something wrong and was punished by his mother.

"Her hands kept hitting his chest, her feet kicked wildly." Xi Chujie, let go of me! "

She closed her eyes tightly, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes. She was filled with frustration: Xi Qiujie, what on earth do you think I am?

The tenderness he gave her was always short-lived.

The estrangement of the marriage left her with no real sense of security.

The next morning, her sleepiness gradually dispersed. Her entire body seemed to have been disassembled and reassembled. She endured the pain and reached for her phone. She opened the screen to check the time. It was over! She was late again!

The company's WeChat group seemed to be busy discussing something, constantly sending out notifications. She opened it curiously. The key information was that the old man didn't come to work today. Instead, it was her wife who was crying so hard that her eyes turned red.

Qin Zixia frowned slightly. Only Xi Chujie could close the door for an entire night. Was he trying to help her, or was he trying to show off his power?

She stirred, aching all over. A wry smile appeared on his face. She really couldn't get out of bed this time.

Outside the door, there were three rhythmic knocks on the door.

Qin Zixia knew it was Mother Li.

Mama Li came in with a white pill and a cup of warm water.

Qin Zixia took it and ate it like she was taking a cold medicine.

Mama Li stood to the side, still not withdrawing.

"Mom Li, is there something else?"

"Young Mistress, Eldest Young Master said that from today onwards, you are not allowed to go out. Also, this bank card is for you." Mother Li looked at Qin Zixia sympathetically.

The young lady must have been very upset. Now, she didn't even have the freedom to live her life anymore.

Xi Qiujie's furious voice once again resounded in his ears.

"Did I not give you the money to spend on Qin Zixia, or are you the one who likes to cause trouble for me?"

The corner of his mouth curved into a forlorn smile.

She wasn't willing to give him pocket money, but she was acting a little too miserably as a wife.

Thinking about it carefully, he was merciless and crazy on her last night. If he didn't give her any face, why should she be restrained?

This amount of money was like compensation for her last night.

Qin Zixia bound her bank card, transferred the money to Doctor Xue and paid him back.

She was not feeling well, so she lay down on the bed to rest. While she read, the mastiff slipped inside.

Every time the mastiff saw her, it would be very excited. It would pounce on her and rub her face, which was extremely itchy.

She couldn't stand it, and giggled.

Xi Chujie was halfway up the stairs when he heard Qin Zixia's hearty laughter and the mastiff's playful playing. He stopped in his tracks.

He pursed his lips, his expression one of displeasure, and strode like a meteor to the trash can, dropping the external ointment that he had just told Xue Qiming to open.

"Mastiff, hurry up and leave. Your father is a germaphobe." The mastiff lay on the bed, and Qin Zixia pushed it off the bed with a straight face.

Frowning, he unwillingly got off the bed and whined a few times. Feeling wronged, he laid next to Qin Zixia's slippers, patting them with his claws.

Xi Qiujie did not return home that day. Qin Zixia lifted her hand to look at her wristwatch. It was already early in the morning, it seemed like he wouldn't be coming back.

Qin Zixia looked around. Without him around, she really wasn't used to it and felt a little empty in her heart.

The mastiff was a intelligent dog, so it seemed to know that Qin Zixia was uneasy. He sat on the floor and stared at the door as if he was a guardian.

"Mastiff, come on, let your father be."

Hearing this, the Tibetan mastiff immediately jumped onto the bed, constantly scratching Qin Zixia's face, happily thinking of a child.

Who would have thought that the Tibetan Mastiff that was famous for its vicious nature would act like a spoiled child?

Without work, Qin Zixia slept wantonly.

At noon, she heard the mastiff barking loudly, as if someone had broken into his domain.

"Young Madam, young Madam, please step down and take care of the mastiff. We can't hold it back any longer." Mother Li anxiously called out.

Qin Zixia was woken up and frowned in displeasure. She ruffled her hair and went down.

"Woof woof woof!" The Tibetan mastiff kept pouncing forward, and it looked like Mama Li and the others were about to lose their hold on the mastiff.

"Mastiff!" she cried.

The Tibetan mastiff turned around and rushed over. It lifted its front paw and placed it on Qin Zixia's body, enthusiastically scratching her face.

"Zi Xia, I'm here to apologize. Take a look at all the gifts I brought." Xi Zixuan raised the gift in her hand and placed it on the sofa before retreating to his original position. From time to time, he would stare at the mastiff, afraid that it would pounce at him.

Apologize?

Qin Zixia suspiciously looked at Xi Zixuan. Xi Zixuan had never achieved her goals, and she did not care what methods she used. She certainly wasn't here to apologize. She slid the phone and tossed it back.

"Zi Xia, that's your favorite sugar-roll dish. The brand's taste is the same as the one you had when you were in high school." She looked fawning.

Qin Zixia wasn't in a hurry to ask her the final reason for coming here, so she replied with a light "Okay".

The light in Xi Zixuan's eyes darkened, and he immediately sat on the other side of the sofa, a fawning smile plastered all over his face.

"Zi Xia, look, we've known each other for eight years. Don't act like enemies just because of a man."

You made it look like your enemy? Heh! Back then, Xi Zixuan had beaten her to death.

Qin Zixia sneered in her heart and looked at her coldly.

She was scared when she was seen by Qin Zixia. Seeing that the other didn't seem to care about their old friendship, she started to panic. Why did this damned girl become so heartless?

"Zi Xia, what should I do for you to forgive me?" she begged.

"I want the truth about my eighteenth birthday." Qin Zixia enunciated each word with great difficulty as she squeezed out from the gaps between her teeth.

Xi Zixuan looked at Mother Li, who was standing beside Qin Zixia, with Xi Ji in her eyes.