Chapter Twenty-Four: Even His own son can do it

Is her heart too big, or is she specially trained to control her emotions freely?

Qi Muli's eyes also followed.

raised his eyebrows, and the eyes of the peach blossom flashed.

"Haven't done it yet?"

He held his cheeks in a wicked manner, thoughtful.

The methods used by the eldest brother to torture the prisoners are full of tricks. Even if you are stubborn, you can't resist it.

This little girl still has the strength to laugh at him.

This only says one thing.

The eldest brother didn't do it at all.

"How did he get in? Did you bring it in? ”

After all the black-clothed subordinates withdrew, Qi Muchen's face was cold, and his sharp gaze swirled around Qi Muli and Qi Zixiao.

The breath of the whole body suddenly became dangerous again.

This sudden child is indeed too self-familiar.

At home, I saw that all the family members could greet each other familiarly, and it didn't look like they had just come to the door to recognize their father.

What is even more suspicious is that he found that this little guy is very familiar with the preferences of everyone in the family.

"My mother was coaxed by this grandson who fell from the sky, and forced my father to send his men to come with him."

Qi Muli shrugged.

Qi Muchen sneered.

Really.

There must be someone behind this child who is directing, and it is best to deceive their naΓ―ve mother.

Coupled with their wife-slave father, the wife is whatever she says. actually sent all the bodyguards of the Qi family to him.

Don't even think about the hidden dangers.

He strode forward and picked up Qi Zixiao mercilessly.

"Demon Daddy, let me go!"

Xiao Baobao kicked his little feet desperately, and his little face turned red.

"Little one." Qi Muchen's voice was cold, and his eyes were as cold as snow and frost.

"Don't think that if you have a blood relationship with me, you can do whatever you want in the Qi family."

Su Xiaoya was anxious, Xiao Baobao was also a five-year-old child. And how much strength Qi Muchen has in his hand, she knows.

After being carried for a while, Qi Zixiao was already a little out of breath.

She quickly rushed forward, reached out and grabbed Qi Zixiao, angrily accusing.

"Qi Muchen, you bastard, you can even do it to your own son!"

Qi Muchen narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Whew, Demon Daddy, I'm not going to let you continue to bully Mommy!"

The little Xiaobao was angry, holding his head high in front of Su Xiaoya.

"I'm going to take Mommy away! Otherwise, I'll die in front of your grandparents! ”

Su Xiaoya: ......

Qi Muchen suddenly lost his mind for a moment, how could this scene be so strange and weird.

The little thing held the bear child tightly in his hand, and his delicate face was full of tears. The big and the small all stared at themselves with very wary eyes.

How does it feel like ......

He's like a bastard who bullies his wife and children!

Qi Muchen snorted, leaned down slightly, and leaned in front of the little Xiaobao.

The voice was cold and tinged with a strong sense of oppression.

"Since you are my son, then you should know the rules of the Qi family."

"The Qi family will never allow anyone to calculate, especially since there is a president in the Qi family. Any disturbance will involve national interests. ”

He glanced indifferently at Su Xiaoya on the side.

"If I find out that there are spies in it, then no matter how much you are coquettish and cute in front of my parents, it will be useless."

After speaking, he slowly stood up, and walked away like an emperor surrounded by black-clothed men.

A trace of dazedness flashed in Qi Zixiao's clear big eyes, and it took a while before he lowered his head gloomily.