After rejecting the marriage, the head of the Qin family was crushed by me.

Chapter 25

Qian Zhemian sneered and threw the man back to the ground: "You want to touch Qin Yelan? Beat me first."

She dialed a number and went out: "Xiulian, I have six people here. You can go and send them to the international prison."

"Yes, Master." Xiulian didn't say much, and appeared in front of Qian Zhelian half a minute later. "I heard that the R country laboratory said that there is a blood sample for Master. Why don't you let me drop by?"

Qian Zhemian pondered for a moment and nodded: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Xiulian shook her head: "It's not hard, this is my responsibility."

She took a step forward and said softly: "Master, stay away from Qin Yelan... You see, you are being implicated by him this time..."

"Just like you do things for me without complaining, because that is your duty as my shadow. In the same way, it is also my duty to protect him." Qian Zhemian looked towards the horizon with a far-away gaze, " The Qin family has placed orders with the Killer Alliance for 15 consecutive years, and even paid five times as much money to invite previous leaders to take orders in person, just to protect him. One can imagine his importance, not to mention, in my mother's suicide note , and let me protect him."

"So, your remaining two or three years of life will be wasted on protecting him?" Xiulian frowned fiercely, "Master, is he worth it..."

"Maybe it's not worth it? But I have no choice." Qianzhe Mian tilted his head and looked at the woman in front of him, "Xiulian, after I leave, you can cut your hair short. I just suddenly realized that you seem to have short hair." It looks better.”

Xiulian's eyes suddenly turned red, tears welling up in her eyes. After a while, she was crying out of breath: "Master..."

"Don't cry." Qian Zhemian raised his hand to wipe away her tears, "I stand at the top of the world and see the darkest human nature. I have no regrets in this life. My life is very meaningful."

"Xiulian, from today on, you are no longer my shadow. From now on, you must live for yourself."

Xiulian nodded and left with choked sobs.

Watching her retreating back, Qianzhe Mian put away his rare overflowing emotions and dialed a number.

"Mo Yanru, send Yun Xi to my house."

After hanging up the phone, Qianzhe Mian found her car and looked at the road conditions. There were no cars on the road and not a single person in sight. She could race home.

In less than 5 minutes, Qian Zhemian quickly climbed out of the car, grabbed the bag on the passenger side, pushed open the courtyard door, and strode in.

This is Qian Zhemian's home. The construction started six years ago. From laying the foundation to bringing in the furniture, Qian Zhemian himself is responsible for everything from the plants in the yard to the furniture in the house to the lamp on the bedside. , a doll by the window, which Qianzhe Mian picked out himself.

The yard was empty and spotless. As he walked through the yard, almost without pausing, the door slowly opened. Pushing open the black door, the lights in the house automatically turned on. What he saw was black - black tables and chairs, Black pot, black refrigerator, black sofa...

Looking at the neatly arranged black furniture, Qianzhe Mian nodded with satisfaction, walked up to the second floor, opened the door and entered one of the rooms.

The room was a little stuffy. Qian Zhemian opened the window and turned on the lights. The whole room was composed of pink and white. There was a test tube rack on the desk with three empty test tubes, a test tube brush, and next to the test tube rack. A stack of books.

Qian Zhemian frowned. Yun Xi, the child, had brought the test tube into the room again. She was suffering from a headache when she heard the sound of a car engine coming from downstairs.

Qian Zhemian looked down from the window and waved: "Come up to the second floor."

"Master!" Yun Xi shouted excitedly and rushed to the second floor.Mo Yanru followed behind and closed the door helplessly: "Ancestor, can you please slow down?"

Yun Xi didn't care about that. She rushed into the room, threw herself on Qian Zhe Mian, hugged Qian Zhe Mian's slender waist tightly and refused to let go.

Chizuri Mian was not surprised by this and knocked on the table: "Did you bring the experiment into the room again?"

Yun Xi's hand froze, she had a grimace on her face, looked up at Qian Zhe Mian pitifully, and gently tugged on Qian Zhe Mian's clothes: "Master... I really didn't mean it. …”

"Okay, okay." Qianzhe Mian couldn't bear to see her acting coquettishly, "Be careful next time."

Mo Yanru stood at the door, watching this scene and holding his forehead. He was used to this scene every time. .

Qian Zhemian pulled Yun Xi off her body, and skillfully took out the bedding and pillows from the closet. She made the bed in three strokes, took out the bath towel and pajamas, and looked at Yun Xi who was standing aside: " It's getting late, let's go take a shower. At eight o'clock in the morning, there will be an exam at the Institute of Psychology, and we have to go there."

"In terms of public opinion, you should pay more attention." Qian Zhemian looked at Mo Yanru, "The attack yesterday morning was probably just the beginning."

Mo Yanru nodded, turned around and went out, finding her room with ease. She was about to open the door and go in, but she was stunned when she accidentally saw the screen of her mobile phone.

He slowly turned his head and looked at Qian Zhemian: "Sister, should I praise you as the crow's mouth, or the prophecy emperor?"

"What, is there really a public attack?" Qianzhe Mian took his mobile phone and looked at it. Her eyes suddenly turned cold. She patted his shoulder and said, "Let's go, it's time to get busy."

The two of them went to the study on the third floor side by side, and the computer started up. Qian Zhelian's fingers brought up an afterimage, and strings of codes poured out from her fingertips.

Qianzhe Mian answered the phone and heard Rong Shi speak hurriedly: "Teacher! I don't know who posted the attack on the Internet this morning, and claimed that we pulled civilians out to block the gun!"

"Well, I saw it. Leave this matter to me. You can go and do whatever you want. Don't be affected."

The official account of the Institute of Psychology has been compromised, and many people are questioning whether Rong Shihe Yanyan is qualified to sit in the positions of president and vice president of the institute.

With a cold face, Qianzhe Mian hit the "enter" key. In an instant, the online entries about the attack on the institute disappeared without a trace. Not only that, all related photos were also deleted.

Some people are unwilling to give up and want to send the photos they saved, but find that the source files in their mobile phones have also disappeared.

People have speculated whether this matter has offended the interests of some big bosses.

On the other side of the planet, several people were sitting around in a dark room. They were happily counting money, but the atmosphere was broken by a phone call.

"What did you say? All the photos have disappeared? All the relevant entries have disappeared?" The man sitting in the middle stood up, "This is impossible! This entry should not be deleted even by the people from the software background. It fell!"

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