Chapter 1812 - The Qi Family Finding Trouble (3)
Ghost Emperor Wild Wife: Dandy Eldest Miss
Translator: Zen_ Editor: Rock
âCough, cough.â Qi Zheng dryly coughed and reproachfully glanced at Qi Mo. âYou hurt this girlâs face, what should we do now?â
Although he said that, he did not stop Qi Mo at all when he slammed Qi Lingâs head onto the wall.
Qi Mo eerily smiled. âThe Qi Family might lack some things but not spirit herbs. No matter how marred her face is, it can be remedied! However, I canât let her use them for free, Qi Su must pay to buy them!â
He had wanted to beat this darn girl up since a long time ago and vent his years of dissatisfaction toward Qi Su on Qi Ling.
Although there were a lot of bystanders, no one came forward to help Qi Ling and merely pointed their fingers and wagged their tongues from the side. Human kindness was nothing more than this.
Qi Ling soundlessly cried, tears drenching her face. Blood ceaselessly flowed from her forehead. Despair about the world filled her large eyes as she watched the populated street.
âLittle b*tch, even if Qi Su comes this time, he canât save you!â Qi Mo sneered and pulled on Qi Lingâs hair again as he walked to Qi Zhengâs side.
âDad, letâs have someone take this girl back first.â
Take her back?
His words caused Qi Ling to shudder. She broke her silence and suddenly started screaming at the top of her lungs, âNo! I donât want to go back! Brother, save me! Sister Yun, save me!â
Qi Zheng frowned. This girl called Yun Yueqing âAuntie Yun,â so who was this Sister Yun?
However, Qi Mo did not ponder over it anymore and tossed Qi Ling to the side. He ordered the Qi Familyâs guards, âTake this girl back to the Qi Family!â
âYes, Eldest Young Master.â A guard went up and grasped Qi Lingâs arm before walking out of the crowd.
With strength called up from somewhere, Qi Ling opened her mouth and chomped on the guardâs arm. The pain made the guard let go, and Qi Ling took advantage of the opportunity to swiftly run in the other direction.
âYou want to run?â Qi Moâs gaze was menacing. He swiftly reached Qi Ling and tightly clutched her shoulder. âLittle b*tch, let me see where you can run now.â
Qi Lingâs face turned pale, but she suddenly saw the two approaching figures, and her eyes lit up. âBrother! Sister Yun!â
Qi Su caught sight of Qi Ling in Qi Moâs hold at first glance, especially the bright red handprint on her face and the profusely bleeding wound on her forehead. Pain stung his heart.
âXiao Ling!â
Swish!
Before Qi Mo could react, a shout was heard from in front of them, and a tornado approached them head-on, sending his body back a few steps.
Qi Su frantically protected Qi Ling in his arms and furiously glared at Qi Mo. Then, he looked down at the girlâs flushed face with heartache, his eyes full of guilt and pain.
âXiao Ling, Brother wasnât able to protect you. Are you okay? Does it hurt?â
Looking at Qi Suâs anxious face, Qi Ling shook her head. Her eyes were sparkling as she raised her hand to gently wipe away the youthâs tears.
âBrother, Xiao Ling doesnât hurt. Donât cry. It really doesnât hurt...ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Her cheek and forehead were clearly hurting, but she could not say it out loud, because she didnât want to make her brother sad...
Qi Su set Qi Ling down, turned to Yun Luofeng and solemnly requested, âMiss Yun, please help me take care of my sister.â
Originally, everyone was focused on Qi Su and did not discover Yun Luofeng behind him, but Qi Suâs words made everyone turn to look at her...