Chapter 122

The dagger was immediately kicked to one side by others. Seeing Qin Lang slashing ah Shuai with a knife so ferociously, everyone at the scene was startled. The girls saw the blood and jumped into the boy's arms and screamed.

Liang Hui and they were stunned. They wanted to see a good play, but they didn't expect it would be the result. This put them in danger.

"What are you doing? Call the police Qin Lang roared loudly.

"Oh..." The onlookers reacted and immediately took out their mobile phones to call the police.

"Let's go!" Liang Hui called out to his four attendants and a Shuai. He ran faster than the rabbit. He ran out of the youruo bar first, and the four attendants ran away in a hurry, regardless of ah Shuai.

A Shuai covered his injured arm and turned to leave. He was blocked by the young people in the bar and threatened to take him to the police station.

"Let him go." at this time, Qin Lang gazed at ah Shuai and said to the young man who stopped him. Anyone can see that he was just instructed by Liang Hui to do things without any judgment of his own.

The young people slowly made way for marshal. He covered his injured shoulder and walked out of the bar slowly.

When Liang Hui and others are gone, Qin Lang breathes a long sigh of relief.

The people in the bar cleaned up the mess in the bar, said hello to Wu Yiyuan and left one after another.

Wu Yiyuan has been sitting beside Qin lang. she smears the bruised area with iodine and expresses her thanks to Qin Lang.

Wu Yiyuan accompanied Qin Lang to the bar, and Qin Lang was about to leave.

"Slow down on the way, goodbye." Wu Yiyuan waved goodbye to Qin Lang, but it only affected her elbow injury. Wu Yiyuan suddenly covered her elbow with pain.

"How are you?" Qin Lang quickly went back to her side, a look at her elbow, a small piece is purple red, Qin Lang know such injuries, a little move will be very painful.

"It's OK. I'll just go back and take some medicine myself..." Wu Yiyuan smiles at Qin Lang faintly. She doesn't want to delay Qin Lang's return home.

"How do you go home?" Qin Lang glanced at the bright red Porsche parked at the door of the bar, frowned at Wu Yiyuan and asked.

"Er Although I can't drive, I can call a taxi, so you can leave it alone. "Wu Yiyuan thought at this time that she couldn't drive at all in her current situation.

"Give me the key..."

"What do you want the key for?" Wu Yiyuan took out the car key in a confused way. Qin Lang grabbed it and helped Wu Yiyuan to go to Porsche: "let's go, I'll take you home"

Qin Lang drove the car to Wu Yiyuan's neighborhood and helped her into the room.

Qin Lang asked Wu Yiyuan to tell him where the medicine box was, and he brought it to Wu Yiyuan.

Wu Yiyuan is sitting on the sofa in the living room. Qin Lang takes Wu Yiyuan's arm and carefully spreads the medicine on her arm.

Looking at Qin Lang's expression of meticulously and seriously applying medicine, and then thinking of the situation in the bar, Qin Lang was like a supernatural soldier who sacrificed his life to save her. Wu Yiyuan was a bit crazy.

At this time, she was like a purple hazel fairy. She really waited until she stepped on the seven color clouds to pick up her most precious treasure, special happiness.

In the two people, one look focused, the other obsessed, "danger" is getting closer to them.

Qin Lang felt a little wind passing by. He looked up and saw a dark shadow falling on his head. He immediately released Wu Yiyuan's hand and subconsciously hid from him.

"Jiajia, don't!" Wu Yiyuan gave a loud cry.

Fortunately, Qin Lang hid in time and was not hit. He stood up and saw that it was a 12 or 3-year-old girl in pajamas, holding a rolling pin in her hand. Just now, she hit him, but the little girl couldn't hit him and rushed to him with a rolling pin.

"Jiajia, what do you do?" Wu Yiyuan hugged Jiajia and said reproachfully.

"He's a bad guy. He bullies you. I'm going to drive him out..." Jiajia said persistently. She glared at Qin Lang, but for Wu Yiyuan's arm, she would have rushed to fight Qin Lang.

Qin Lang found that Jiajia's expression and voice were very childish, and did not look like she was 12 or 3 years old at all.

Wu Yiyuan hugs Jiajia and says a lot of good things, but Jiajia doesn't listen to her. Wu Yiyuan is anxious. She simply releases Jiajia. She points to Qin Lang and says to Jiajia, "go, hit him. Let's make mom sad. Go!"

Wu Yiyuan is sitting on the sofa. She pinches her hair helplessly, looking sad and angry.

"Mom, I won't hit him. Don't get angry with Jiajia. I won't beat him." Jiajia lost her rolling pin and sat beside Wu Yiyuan, holding Wu Yiyuan's clothes in her small hand and admitting her mistake.

"Not really?"

"Don't fight, mom, don't be angry with Jiajia." Jiajia's face is still worried. She is afraid that Wu Yiyuan will be sad.

"Well, Jiajia is so good that her mother won't be angry." Wu Yiyuan hugged Jiajia, and she looked at Qin Lang: "Qin Lang, come here."Qin Lang sits opposite Wu Yiyuan and Jiajia. Qin Lang finds that Jiajia is quite beautiful, but she is quite different from Wu Yiyuan in appearance, and her expression is a little stunned.

"Jiajia, my mother would like to introduce you. This is Qin Lang's big brother. He is a good friend of his mother. If you see him later, you can't be as rude as you are today, OK?" Wu Yiyuan looks at Jiajia and says.

"Yes," Jiajia said without hesitation.

Qin Lang nods to Jiajia in a friendly way, but Jiajia obviously agrees well. Her eyes are still full of strong hostility.

Wu Yiyuan sighed helplessly.

"Did we wake you up? Go, mother will take you back to your bedroom to sleep. Qin Lang, you can sit here and wait for a while. "Wu Yiyuan, holding Jiajia's hand, walks into a bedroom.

"Mom, tell Jiajia a bedtime story, or Jiajia can't sleep, tell the story of the last astronaut who went to heaven"

"OK, the astronauts are floating in the space station Outside the porthole is the vast space, and the astronauts suddenly hear the sound of "dada Da" coming from the porthole

"Ah, ghost, Jiajia is afraid. Is there a ghost outside the porthole"

The conversation between Wu Yiyuan and Jiajia is faintly heard in the bedroom. Jiajia seems so naive. Qin Lang, sitting on the sofa, can't help smiling.

More than 20 minutes later, Jiajia fell asleep. Wu Yiyuan gently closed the door and walked out of her bedroom.

"I'm so sorry just now..." Wu Yiyuan goes to Qin Lang and apologizes to Qin Lang for Jiajia's impoliteness.

"It's OK, sister Wu. Jiajia is..." Qin Lang is still very interested in Jiajia. He can't guess the identity of Jiajia. Although Jiajia is called Wu Yiyuan's mother, he doesn't think it's as simple as that.

"Jiajia is a child I adopted. She is born with intelligence problems. She is 13 years old this year, but her intelligence still stays at the level of 3 or 4 years old." Wu Yiyuan's expression was obviously dimmed.

"Oh, so it is..." Thinking that Jiajia had such an unfortunate experience, Qin Lang also had a lot of pity for her: "by the way, how did she suddenly want to hit me, is it what I have offended her?"

Qin Lang saw Jiajia for the first time today. Why does it seem that she is very angry with herself?

Wu Yiyuan's face flashed a little unnatural, and she immediately gave a faint smile.

"Nothing. Maybe she was excited when she saw a stranger coming home at night."

"so?" Qin Lang is aware that Wu Yiyuan seems to have something to hide himself, but he doesn't say anything. He stands up and says, "I'll go first."

"if you want to leave, it's so late, I think you'd better stay here for a night. There are many guest rooms in my house, which is not in the way of trouble." Wu Yiyuan actively urged him to stay.

It's almost 3 o'clock in the morning, and it's really hard to go back. Qin Lang lives in Wu Yiyuan's house.

The next day, Qin Lang gets up early. Wu Yiyuan has already made breakfast for him and Jiajia. When they are eating at the table, Qin Lang finds that Jiajia is still staring at herself with hostility.

However, after Qin Lang got to know Jiajia's situation, he was not dissatisfied with Jiajia, but only regretted.

"Mom, I want to go out and play!" After dinner, Jia Jia begged Wu Yiyuan.

"Jiajia, I can't do it today. I'll wait another two days. When my mother has time, I'll take you to the playground." Wu Yiyuan touches Jiajia's head and soothes her. Jiajia looks very lost.

"Sister Wu, I think there is a fitness device below. I'll take Jiajia to play for a while." Qin Lang looks at Jiajia's dejected appearance, and he can't bear it.

Wu Yiyuan also really agreed, and told Qin Lang to take Jiajia to play in the fitness machine for a while. Don't delay your own business.

Although Jia Jia doesn't like Qin Lang very much, she has to compromise in order to play.

When she came to the fitness equipment in the community, Jiajia seldom played with these things. Everything was strange. Qin Lang taught her the same thing about how to operate each fitness machine. Jiajia suddenly felt that Qin Lang understood everything and respected him.

Jiajia's eyes lit up when she saw Qin Lang do more than 30 rounds on a horizontal bar like fitness machine that she had no way to start. She clapped her hands and jumped with excitement.

Unconsciously, Jiajia's hostility to Qin Lang is much less, and her heart is full of respect for Qin Lang.

"I want to ride a horse!" Jiajia said excitedly to Qin Lang.

"Riding a horse?" Qin Lang can't feel his head. Jiajia walks up to Qin Lang and asks him to squat down. Next, Jiajia rides on Qin Lang's neck. Jiajia claps Qin Lang's head happily and cries: "drive..."

Dare you, is this riding a horse? Qin Lang is speechless. Jiajia is wearing a short skirt, sitting on his neck. The skirt blocks his sight. How can he go? What's more, Jiajia slapped Qin Lang on the head. The young master of the world's first generation family of Qin Langtang hall was "bullied" by a 13-year-old girl. I don't know how many people are crying and laughing.Qin Lang walked blindly for 1 or 200 meters. Jiajia finally let him go. Looking at Jiajia, he could see that there was no hostility in his eyes. Qin Lang was gratified that this morning's tossing was not wasted.