My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Mr. Xu left Jiang Jiusheng to stay overnight at Xu's house, and Shi Jin naturally followed him. What was different from the past was that he didn't have to climb up the window and could sleep with her in a dignified manner.

There was fish for dinner. As soon as Jiang Jiusheng sat down at the dinner table, his stomach began to churn.

Her morning sickness was very early and severe. She vomited everything she had eaten two hours ago. She squatted in the bathroom and retched for a long time without getting over it.

Shi Jin felt extremely distressed and patted her gently on the back: "Is it uncomfortable?"

Jiang Jiusheng's face turned pale, but he shook his head and said, "It's okay."

She was a patient person, so Shi Jin wiped the corners of her mouth with his fingertips.

She raised her head and said, "Dirty."

Shi Jin has a mysophobia.

But he shook his head: "It's not dirty." He leaned over, kissed her lips, and kissed her again, "Baby, thank you for your hard work."

A man can never put himself in her shoes for the pain of a ten-month pregnancy. He loves her, but he can't do it for her. However, don't forget the sin she suffered, and don't take it for granted.

Jiang Jiusheng smiled and crawled into his arms: "It's not hard, I'll be happy to have children for you."

Shi Jin kissed her face, helped her up, and got a glass of water for her to rinse her mouth with: "We're not going to the dining table anymore. I'll bring it to the room for you to eat." He took out a tissue and wiped her mouth, "What do you want to eat?" ?”

She thought for a while: "Porridge."

Recently, she can't smell meat or fish, and can't eat anything oily or heavy.

She only ate a little fruit at noon and afternoon tea. Shi Jin touched her face and felt that she had lost some weight: "White porridge is not nutritious enough. Can I make vegetable and lean meat porridge for you?"

"good."

He didn't eat either and went to the kitchen to make porridge for her.

The servant asked her to do it, but Shi Jin refused. His Shengsheng's appetite had been spoiled by him, and she was pregnant with a baby, so she couldn't eat food cooked by others. He thought that from now on, he would cook three meals a day for her.

Shi Jin's cooking skills were very good. There was meat in the porridge, but it didn't taste fishy and was very light. Jiang Jiusheng rarely ate a lot. Because of her pregnancy, she was rather sleepy. It was only after eight o'clock after dinner, and she felt sleepy. .

Shi Jin was afraid that she would slip in the bathroom, so he stayed at the door and didn't go anywhere. When she came out, he had just answered a phone call. After hanging up, he went to get a hair dryer and helped her dry her hair before hugging her. Bed for sleep.

"Shengsheng, you go to sleep first."

She was a little sleepy and her eyelids were heavy: "What about you?"

Shi Jin helped her tuck in the quilt: "I want to go to the hospital."

"Did something happen?" She held on to sleep and tried to get up.

Shi Jin tucked her back into the quilt: "Qin Xing has taken off the ventilator and resuscitation is ineffective." His voice was low and emotionless, "Wait for me at home. I'll go and come back."

"Okay, drive carefully."

He kissed her forehead and turned off the bedside lamp.

When he arrived at the hospital, everyone from the Qin family had already arrived, whether they were direct descendants, concubine descendants, or even descendants. The whole room in the ward was silent and as silent as a cicada.

Qin Xinghui's removal of the ventilator was not that unexpected. He had wanted to be fengfeng for half his life. Rather than lying in the hospital waiting for the court to sentence him to death, he would rather commit suicide and at least die with dignity.

The man had been dead for more than an hour, and the body was covered with white cloth. There was a room full of people, but no one mourned for him, no one.

Shi Jin spoke with his usual expression of calmness and self-possession: "The Qin family will straighten things out in the next few days."

Qin Xing was arrested, and as expected, the next step was the dirty water of the Qin family. Whether it was clearing it out or covering it up, Shi Jin had to give the order.

His voice was not loud, but he spoke loudly in the quiet ward: "If you don't want to stay, find the company's legal team. Compensation will be dealt with according to the procedures. It's okay not to leave. I won't pursue the past matters. In the future, Qin will not allow anything to happen." Any shady transaction."

The Qin family is about to retreat completely.

"Is there anything you don't understand?"

After Shi Jin asked, the ward became silent and no one made a sound.

Everyone present knows very well that the Qin family has changed its owner. Qin Xing and the Qin family will become history. From now on, it will be Shi Jin's world. If you can't fight him, you don't dare to fight him, or you have to go out. Household, or look up to him.

The most ambitious family in ordinary times lost its backbone after Qin Mingli's death. Zhang's head turned white and felt lost. They had been fighting and killing for half their lives. In the end, it was all in vain. The Qin family was gone, and so were the people.

"Uncle Hai, you stay here to take care of the funeral affairs."

After leaving a message, Shi Jin left the ward.

Outside, the people from the police station were still guarding. Huo Yining was sitting on a chair with his long legs stretched out. When he saw Shi Jin coming out, he waved.

Shi Jin sat over.

Huo Yining said: "The group of people who took refuge in Su Fu have all been recruited. They are involved in many of the Qin family's industrial chains. They should all be shut down in a short time."

The Qin family is going to have a big hemorrhage this time, and many industries will basically be abolished, especially the service industry, which is most closely related to underground transactions.

Shi Jin was a little absent-minded: "Yeah."

A don't care attitude.

Also, Shi Jin is not short of money.

"There are still some people on the branch line whose whereabouts cannot be traced. They should have found new owners." Huo Yining put up one leg and lay back. The light above his head was a bit dazzling. He raised his hand to block it, "You Qin The family's trading branches are all independent of each other and have nothing to do with each other, so it is not easy to find out. If someone from the Teng family in Mianzhou really had a hand in it, it would be an even bigger problem to find a needle in a haystack."

Su Fu caught more than half of the fish, and the rest was probably caught in the net. Apart from the Teng family, Huo Yining couldn't think of anyone else. After all, the three pillars of the Qin family couldn't eat the fat meat of the Qin family.

Shi Jin didn't answer the question and asked, "Where's the Su family? What's their attitude?"

"Indifferent." Huo Yining pressed his cheek, "Su Fu acted alone this time and did not involve the Su family. The Su family did not care at all."

This attitude is a bit abnormal.

Shi Jin didn't answer, looking thoughtful.

Huo Yining asked him: "Do you know what the situation of the Su family is now? Is it really hidden or hidden?"

He shook his head.

Huo Yining didn't expect it, and was a little surprised: "You don't know?" That meant that the Su family was hiding well enough.

Shi Jin casually mentioned: "In the early years, there was a fourth young lady in the Su family. In recent years, she has become the fourth master again."

Sometimes male and sometimes female?

Interesting, Huo Yining looked at Shi Jin with interest.

He chatted slowly and unconcernedly: "The young master of the Su family has been hidden. Even his gender has been tightly covered. He has real power but does nothing."

No matter what happened, he still had real power. Huo Yining laughed: "In that kind of family, can someone like this be the young master?" He thought that everyone was like Shi Jin, who crawled out of the wolf's den, preying on the weak and capable of killing people. Bite all over.

Shi Jin was absent-minded and didn't know what he was thinking about. He said in a casual tone: "Su Jin has a poppy field in the Golden Triangle. His second wife was kidnapped and brought up the mountain. She hid her eyes for several years, but her enemies still paid attention to her." , the Su family retreated from the world after they died. The fourth son of the Su family was born to Su Jin’s second wife. He was different. Few families like ours were as lucky as him. He was not born with a knife in his mouth. He was born with jewels in his mouth, Su Jin hid him as a treasure."

Most people who do underground business are like Qin Xing, who are ruthless and cruel. Su Jin is an exception. Rumor has it that he loves his stolen wife more than his own life.

Huo Yining exclaimed: "I didn't expect Mr. Su to be a lover."

It's not just love...

Su Wen had just finished work and had not even changed out of his costume when Liu Chong took his cell phone over.

"Su Wen, your dad is a son slave, right?" He threw the phone to Su Wen, "Look, there are sixty-four missed calls."

Which old father can make sixty-four phone calls to his son without interruption? Liu Chong admired Mr. Su, whom he had never met before, with admiration.

Su Wen took off his suit jacket, rolled up his sleeves and lay down on the lounge chair. He took the phone and kicked his feet to indicate that Liu Chong could kneel down.

Liu Chong snorted, why are you pretending to be mysterious?

The phone rang once and then the call went through. Su Jin shouted over there happily: "Ask, ask!"

He was an old man who lived his life on a knife's edge. Why was he still not calm at all? Su Wen frowned: "What's wrong?"

Su Jin said excitedly: "You finally called me, I'm so touched."

"..."

This girlishness coming to my face...

Su Wen asked with a serious and cold face: "What's the matter?"

"Will you come back next week?" The tone was full of expectation.

Su Wen crossed his legs and said, "I have something to do."

Hearing that he had something to do, Su Jin felt disappointed and a little aggrieved: "It's my sixtieth birthday next week."

Father and son, one is cold and the other is hot, nothing alike.

Su Wen said, "I will send you the gift."

Su Jin immediately asked again, still unwilling to give up and looking forward to it: "Can't you come? I don't want a gift, so you can come."

This is a fake Mr. Su.

Even acting coquettishly!

Are you just pretending to kill people with a gun?

Su Wen almost relented, but he still didn't agree: "I heard there will be a competition next week."

When Su Jin heard this name, he felt sad and asked him loudly: "Is it more important for Yu Wen to listen to it or for me?"

Su Wen licked his teeth: "Are they comparable?"

Of course not, he is his biological father!

Su Jin was pleased: Sure enough, his biological son still feels sorry for his father.

But the next sentence is: "She is the most important." He said it without hesitation, decisively and neatly.

"..."

Son, pick it up.

Su Jin angrily scolded: "I forgot about my father when I had a wife!"

Su Wen sat in his chair and couldn't muster any energy, so he said in a low voice, "I'm not a wife yet."

The father was surprised: "You haven't caught up yet?"

It's not that he's proud of his son, he has that vixen-like face and it's totally fine to be fascinated by him.

Su Wen said "hmm" feebly.

Across the screen, Su Jin could feel the helplessness and powerlessness of an older virgin. He couldn't stand it anymore: "Look at you, you are so slow-moving. You should learn from your father and me. Your mother asked me to be kidnapped in the mountains." Yes, don’t make those twists and turns, listen to your father and me, just use force, sleep a few more times and you will be honest, the child will be devoted to you for the rest of his life."

Su Wen sneered: "I heard your nonsense!"

Okay, he was talking nonsense. He thought that when he chased his wife, the poppies all over the mountains and fields asked him to break them off and give them to beauties. He wished he could use cannonballs to blow down the moon and give them to his wife.

The hero did not mention his former bravery, but he still talked about business. Su Jin was a little unsure: "Let me ask you, you really don't care about Biqing, do you want to get some money?" No matter how you say it, it's all Su.

Su Wen didn't even think about it: "No, if she has the guts to cause trouble, let her clean up the mess by herself." His temper was spoiled by his father, he was impatient and very irritable, "I don't want the Su family's muddy waters. Come on, don't tell me these things."

He always didn't care about the Su family's troubles.

Su Jin was afraid of making his precious son angry, so he quickly coaxed him: "Okay, okay, don't be angry. You just act your role and pursue your wife. I will take care of the rest for you. Your father, I have a very good body and a good body." I can support you for decades."

The torrent is hard to retreat from, and the Su family cannot survive alone. What Su Jin can do is to try his best to keep his son clean and relaxed.

"dad."

Su Wen usually yelled like an old man, but suddenly he spoke seriously. Su Jin was a little flattered: "Eh?"

"Can our Su family still be clean?"

His mood was very low, just like when he was a child holding a photo of his mother and asking his father to sing a lullaby. Su Jin felt that his heart was so soft that it was broken to pieces.

"Why do you have to clear your name?"

The Su family has been in this business for so many years, and the interest relationships in the middle are complicated. It is not easy to clean up. Even if the Su family wants to retreat, their enemies will not let them.

Su Jin asked again: "Why do you have to clear your name?"

"I want your daughter-in-law to marry into a family with a clean family background." He paused for a while and then added, "I want my daughter-in-law to not have to worry about her life all day long, and my future children to not have to hide her."

His mother died because of the Su family.

Su Jin felt sad and distressed, but it was his father who couldn't help his son. His son was all about that little girl. She was just like him when he was young. She was indeed his son, and she looked a lot like him.

After thinking about it for a while, Su Jin gave him a suggestion: "If you like that little girl so much, you might as well go swimming, and I'll think of a way to get you into the national team. You can get along with her day and night. It's easy to get to the top first."

Su Wenlan'er said, "I'm not going."

"Afraid of being persuaded to quit again?"

"..."

Which pot won’t be opened?

Su Wen lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were very long, covering up the loss and weakness in his eyes: "If it weren't for me, she wouldn't have to give up gymnastics, for fear of hurting her again."

"Ask, it's not your fault."

He pursed his lips in a self-deprecating tone: "It's my fault."

Yu Wenting joined the national gymnastics team at the age of eleven and won his first Olympic gold medal at the age of fourteen.

There are many legends about her.

She is the world record holder in artistic gymnastics, the youngest Olympic champion in the sports world, and the only double champion in individual events in the domestic gymnastics team so far.

At the age of seventeen, at the peak of her gymnastics career, she suffered a finger ligament injury and retired due to the injury. Six months later, she turned to swimmer and started her journey again.

The next day, the wind was light and the clouds were clear, and the long-awaited winter sun shone brightly on the earth.

Xie Dang was a delicate person. The heating was on in the ward, and there was a humidifier on the cabinet. It was misty. Yuwen rushed and threw the half-cut apple to him. He touched the phone and picked it up: "Listen."

It's Yuwen Ting.

"Brother, I will return to China tomorrow."

Yuwen Chongchong raised his lips in a good mood: "Will you train in China from now on?"

"Well, we can see each other more often in the future."

"I'll pick you up tomorrow."

Yuwen heard the brisk tone and was very happy: "Okay."

The brother and sister chatted without a word, Xie Dang scolded him, and Yuwen threw a pillow at him, stood up, and went outside to pick him up.

At the door, a figure was walking back and forth timidly, but did not come in.

Xie Dan knew who it was with his toes, and shouted angrily: "What are you doing at the door? Come in!"

Tan Mobao crept in, his head drooped, holding a large foam box in his hand. He glanced at Xie Dang and said softly, "How is your head?"

Such a timid look!

Xie Dang originally wanted to scold her. She had been missing for so long, which made him frightened. However, the words changed their taste and he still did not curse: "It's nothing." Looking at the foam box in her hand, "That's it." What?"

She carefully put the box down and said, "It's pig brains." She said sincerely, "I went to the market to buy it and kept it fresh with ice. It's enough for you to eat for a week."

One week……

Xie Dang felt his stomach churn and rolled his eyes: "I don't like eating pig brains." He felt like vomiting when he saw it. Master Xie had been feeding him for half a month.

Tan Mo Bao is a true biography of Master Xie. The fallacies are exactly the same, and he is very persistent and firmly believes: "It is necessary, the form complements the form, you have to eat more pig brains."

Xie Dang raised his chin: "Then you should keep it for yourself." You pig brain!

She lowered her head, wringing her fingers, pursed her lips and remained silent for a long time, looking embarrassed.

Xie Dang just wanted to say her.

She suddenly choked out: "I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

She raised her head and looked at him with a guilty look on her face: "If I hadn't dragged you to drink, you wouldn't have been hit."

Why are you like Jiang Jiusheng, everyone is rushing to take responsibility?

Xie Dang snorted: "You are such a pig-brained person! If it weren't for you, I would have died long ago."

Although he clearly meant well, he had a bad temper, never had a good tone, was extremely awkward, and held his neck against her. He has this kind of temperament and is very aggressive. Once he gets acquainted with you, he can be like a god. If he is not an acquaintance, he will look down on you!

Tan Mobao lowered his head, still reflecting: "It's still my fault. If you hadn't gone to the bar, you wouldn't have -"

Xie Dang was too lazy to listen: "Are you healed?"

not good.

The spot on her back where the brick hit her still hurts and is bruised. The doctor said it would take a while to recover. The hole on the back of her head has not healed yet, but she hid the wound with her hair.

She straightened her back, jumped twice on the spot, and endured the pain in her back: "It's all better. I'm a rough person, and my recovery ability is off the charts. It was just a skin injury, but now I'm fine."

No matter how rough she is, she is still a girl.

Xie Dang's tone became softer, with a hint of instruction: "If you encounter this situation in the future, don't rush forward without fear of death."

Tan Mobao scratched his head: "I'm afraid of death. How can I not be afraid of death?"

Xie Dang snorted at her: "Afraid of death, why don't you run away?" He didn't know who it was at the time. He was like a fool. He was hit by bricks and was covered in blood without knowing how to run.

stupid.

She should be fed ten boxes of pig brains!

She stopped making jokes, her eyes were bright and washed, and she looked at him, sighing and saying, "What will you do if I run away?"

Xie Dang was stunned.

She stood neatly, as if in a military posture, with her hands close to the seam of her trousers. She was too serious to look like her: "Brother Dang, that time I helped you in the parking lot, you said you owed me a favor and you would pay it back in the future. I want to use this favor today.”

Xie Dang looked at her for a while: "What do you want me to do for you?"

"As long as you don't do anything, don't say anything, just listen to what I want to say." Before he could agree, she seemed to have summoned up the courage to stare into his eyes intently, "It's not that I'm not afraid of death. I am very afraid of death. I have panda blood and I am also afraid of bleeding."

Afraid of pain, afraid of being locked up, afraid of being trafficked.

Xie Dang raised his back teeth and wanted to speak, but held back. Then, he heard the girl who was usually careless say seriously: "But I am more afraid of your death."

He raised his eyelashes and looked at her.

She smiled shyly, not as bold as usual. There was no cunning in her bright and clear eyes, but pure purity: "I know, you like Shengsheng. It's normal to like her. It would be strange if you don't. , I like her too, she is my favorite girl."

Speaking of Jiang Jiusheng, she smiled again, the light in her eyes was gentle and gentle.

"I don't have any relatives, and there aren't many people I care about. I used to have Shengsheng, and I don't know when, there was another one." She raised her eyes and looked at Xie Dang, not her usual carefree look. There was soft light in her black and white pupils, and she said slowly but firmly, "Xie Dan, I like you."

Xie Dan's lazily resting hand suddenly pulled the quilt.

Then he looked away.

Tan Mobao scratched his hair: "You should have noticed, right? If I like someone, I will like it to death. I can't hide it even if I want to."