Chapter 250

Ethan finished, took out a gun from his waist and put it on Ling Xiaohan's forehead.

Say say, a word does not agree to take out a gun, frighten Ji Qianchen cannot breathe.

She tightly grasped Ling Xiaohan's arm, and her lips were purple. She was afraid that the man would shoot Ling Xiaohan.

Ling Xiao held her palm in cold and broad hands, and stroked her trembling hands, as if to reassure her.

Lingxiong, Avril and others saw the fierce battle here and hurried over.

"Mr. Ethan, calm down." Ling Xiong stares at Ethan's gun seriously.

Issa pushed the wheelchair to come over, pulled the rigid father, "Dad, you can't shoot, kill him, I'm not alive."

Ling Xiao coldly raised his eyebrows and eyes, reached Ji Qianchen's side, and comforted her softly, "look, so many people protect me, don't worry."

Ji Qianchen pinched his arm.

At this time, he wanted to comfort her.

Shouldn't we try to get that old man to put his gun down?

Ethan glanced at his daughter coldly. "He beat you like this, married other women, and you spoke for him?"

Ethan is the leader of the Yi family, and he controls the French military and political power. The wealth of power can not be underestimated, but he has only one daughter. Although he is strict with her at ordinary times, he also indulges her arrogance and indulges all his efforts to help her get what she wants.

A few years ago, Ling Xiaohan was engaged to Issa. He thought his daughter would live a happy life.

Somehow, Ling Xiaohan suddenly asked for the cancellation of the engagement, like a runaway wild horse, completely out of his control.

Such an excellent and strong man, since he is unwilling to accept his daughter's love and submit to his command, he would rather destroy it.

"I will do my own business. If you kill him, I will have nothing."

ISAR drags her father Ethan's sleeve and asks for help.

"Yes, Mr. Ethan. It's not good to see the blood light at my birthday party today. It's my son."

Avril cut in.

"Hum, boy, I'll let you go first and hurt my daughter later. I won't be merciful under my gun."

Ethan put the gun back to his waist.

With a deep sigh, he left proudly.

People are gone.

Ji Qianchen was relieved at last.

They say they can't offend officers.

There's a point in this. If you can't move, take out a gun and put it on your forehead. You'll be shot dead.

"Han, do you know the consequences of offending my father? If he wants to kill a person, no one can stop him. If you know better, you will come back to me earlier. "

ISA is in a wheelchair, looking up at Ling Xiaohan.

Even to save his former fiance is to use the threat of arrogance.

"If you have the ability, you will let him kill me." Ling Xiao snorts at the cold.

Ji Qianchen stared at Issa and said, "Miss Issa, it's useless for you to bully and seduce like this. Maybe it will be more useful if you are charming."

"Miss Ben needs you to teach?" ISAR clasps the handrail and stares at Ji Qianchen coldly.

"Yes, I can't even teach you. Honey, let's go for a walk. It's too depressing here. "

"Well."

Ling Xiaohan took her waist and walked out of the banquet hall.

Isha, who is still in place, repeatedly ponders Ji Qianchen's words.

Do men really like coquettish women?

But she was born with pride and military and political family. How could she do such a shameful thing.

Outside.

Back against the corridor, looking at the beautiful scenery around the palace castle, Ji Qianchen breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's better to be comfortable here."

"Well."

Ling Xiaohan, holding the railing, fell into deep meditation.

"When did you become a soldier? How can I not know? "

Ji Qianchen takes the initiative to open up the topic.

"Do you understand that?"

"Can't you learn French for nothing? In other words, I can actually guess that it's nothing more than scolding you for abandoning Issa, marrying me, how to change your mind, or how you offended his daughter, how to die. I know all these routines. " Ji Qianchen stretched out and said softly.

"Read novels again?"

"Otherwise? I think I can be a writer as well as a designer. Make a book out of our story. "

"Well, OK, I'll publish it for you."

"When I have finished giving birth."

Ji Qianchen stroked his stomach, his head resting on his shoulder.

She didn't know how long it would last.

Every time I come to France, I feel like I am in an endless dark abyss.At any time, it may be swallowed up by various conspiracies.

"Go upstairs and show you my bedroom."

Ling Xiaohan took her hand and walked up the long stairs along the corridor.

Came to the second floor.

Ji Qianchen stood at the door of the bedroom, staring at the grotesque bedroom as big as the palace.

"Are you sure this is the bedroom?"

Ji Qianchen always thought that this kind of thing, the bedroom, does not need to be too big, warm is good.

This bedroom is so big, a person is in it, empty, even feel some terrible.

"Well."

Ling Xiaohan pulls her into the room and stands in front of a military uniform hanging on the white wall.

"Wow, so handsome, brother Bing." Ji Qianchen stares at the person in the picture, showing the eyes of Hua Chi.

The skin is tan, but the facial features are still beautiful, wearing a military cap and solemn uniform.

"After you graduated from college, did you really go to the army?"

"Well, more than a year."

"Super handsome, can I take this picture back? It's too wasteful to hang it here. It's better to hang it on the wall at home. "

Ji Qianchen looked up at the man who was in the army. He could not move his eyes.

"OK."

Ling Xiaohan goes to the dark gray curtain and draws it up.

The dazzling sunlight is covered, and the whole bedroom is dimmed in an instant.

Ji Qianchen is studying with a trophy.

The light suddenly dimmed and she almost missed his cup.

Ling Xiaohan hugged her from behind, chin against her left shoulder.

"I'm scared to death. I'm guilty of breaking your trophy."

Ji Qianchen quickly put down the transparent cup.

"I'll give it to you if you like." Ling Xiao's voice is full of magnetism.

"What trophy is this?"

"Ten piano competitions."

"How old did you get it?"

"Ten years old."

"Tut Tut, I'll take this trophy with me."

"By the way, why is this clay figure so like me?" Ji Qianchen reaches for a clay figure again. The light in Mingming's room is covered. She can only vaguely see something.

She would lie with her eyes open and say that the clay man was like her.

"This is my own mother, and you will take it with you?"

"Mother, take it away."

"Are you a thief?"

As soon as he entered his bedroom, he swept all the things in his room.

What fun!