Seven Nights of Forbidden Love: Good Morning, Chief!

Wen Jingran didn't know what was in the needle, but it was definitely not a good thing.

She slumped to the ground, stepping back step by step.

There was a look of horror on his face, and cold sweat broke out all over.

"no, do not want."

"I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

"I beg you, don't do this to me!"

She continued to back away.

A bodyguard caught her and pressed her to the ground.

Old man Qin slowly walked over holding the needle, with a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth: "Wrong? What do you think this is, your sentence is wrong, so I want to get everything clean. Where is it? Cheap thing?"

Seeing, the needle is approaching.

Wen Jing yelled out in shock.

At this moment, someone shouted: "Stop it."

Wen Jinglan was stunned, and when he looked up, he saw Qin Muli sitting in a wheelchair, shaking the wheelchair, and walking towards her.

Wen Jingran seemed to see hope all of a sudden, broke free of the bodyguard's hand, and ran over and grabbed Qin Muli's hand: "Help me, you help me!"

Since Qin Muli was injured, the entire Qin family seemed to have a tacit understanding, respecting him on the surface, but in the heart, he had long been abandoned.

Father Qin looked at him with an indifferent expression from beginning to end; "Why are you here?"

"dad."

Qin Muli didn't seem to show any impatience at all, and was still respectful: "You killed her, and the two children of Yishen couldn't come back. She was still injured."

"What did you say first?" Old man Qin interrupted him impatiently.

Qin Muli smiled and said, "The heir of the Qin family, his wife cannot be an ordinary person. You have already selected a candidate. It was because of your uncle, and the other party's background is indeed good, but now it is different. Up."

"Rather than killing Wen Jingran, you might as well take advantage of her and let her do things for you."

"Anyway, her life is in your hands, she will definitely listen to you well."

Wen Jingran's eyes opened incredibly wide.

Old man Qin cast his eyes away thoughtfully, swallowed carefully, and made up his mind: "Yes, yes, I will definitely do it! Please, give me a chance!"

Father Qin's old face wrinkled deeply, and it took a long time before he calmed down: "Take her down."

Wen Jingran glanced at Qin Muli worriedly before walking away with the two bodyguards.

The people in the house also had a tacit understanding, and they all walked away silently.

Inside the house, only their father and son were left.

Old man Qin frowned and looked suspicious: "Is this your truth?"

"Of course." Qin Muli smiled sincerely: "Now that I am already like this, I can no longer fight with Qin Muchen. It's better to just fulfill him. Besides, you are my father. You saved my life and shared the sorrow for you. I'm better at Qin's house."

Half-true and half-false, seemingly true or false

Over the years, in the Qin family, Qin Muli has long been able to develop all his skills.

Old man Qin frowned: "Don't cause trouble, you just have to rest in peace."

"I know." Qin Muli smiled gently.

Since the injury, he has been much gentler.

Qin Muli pushed the wheelchair, walked out slowly, smiled at the corners of his lips, and suddenly became cold: "You never considered me as the heir. How could I not know about this!"

He is just a tool.

Qin Muli pushed the wheelchair, suddenly stopped, and looked at the person walking towards him, his dangerous eyes narrowed slightly.