White Swan

Chapter 52

He Haoyun clenched his hands into fists by his side, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, what do you want to do?"

"Nothing, just throwing garbage." He Chijie didn't raise his eyes, and lowered his head to brush off a little dust on his shoulders.

The strength of the bodyguard was so great that Qiao Fei was bent down, unable to keep up with the person who was pulling him, stumbled, and fell hard to the ground.

One of the bodyguards didn't know whether it was intentional or really careless. Before pulling Qiao Fei up, the toe of his shoe kicked him hard in the side.

Throw it out, just throw it out, it's no big deal, I've wanted to leave for a long time.Qiao Fei smiled wryly in her heart, but she didn't expect to be so embarrassed when she left.

"You fucking don't touch him!"

But before he was dragged to the door, Qiao Fei felt his hand loosen suddenly. When he looked back, He Haoyun punched the bodyguard who was holding him to the ground.

It happened a little suddenly, Qiao Fei was stunned on the ground for a second before getting up, and quickly retreated to the corner of the living room, tucking herself into the corner between the two walls.He glanced at the stairs outside the living room, reckoning that he would not be able to run there, so he could only give up after hesitation.

The half glass of brandy on the coffee table was thrown on the head of a bodyguard by He Haoyun as a weapon, and the delicate and expensive crystal wine glass was shattered all over the floor.

When all this happened, He Chijie just sat on the sofa and watched coldly, neither telling the bodyguards to stop, nor speaking to persuade his brother.

Those bodyguards didn't know what they were ordered before they came, and even the boss' younger brother was not shy, so they beat him up.

"What's the matter? Want to kill your own brother?" He Haoyun dodged a fist, raised his foot and kicked a bodyguard's stomach fiercely, and said to He Chijie in his spare time, "No matter what, Young Master He should do it himself. ? Or are you too precious to lift an arm?"

Qiao Fei had never seen such a scene before, and hid by the curtains in the living room, she didn't dare to make a sound.

No matter what, He Haoyun was still alone, and he was no match for three or four thick and strong men. He was hit a few times, and his forehead bone was swollen a little from being swept by the fist.

He Chijie didn't bother to respond when he heard it, but just sneered, and whispered something to the bodyguard who had been standing beside him without making a move.

The man nodded imperceptibly, took out a short stick from his coat, walked behind He Haoyun calmly, and raised the stick.

He Haoyun turned his back on him and didn't notice.

Qiao Fei happened to see clearly from the side, and he instinctively wanted to make a sound to remind him, but when he raised his eyes, he met He Chijie's eyes looking at him, those cold eyes were mixed with frost, and he hadn't had time to utter a word. The voice was directly muffled in the throat and choked out.

Fortunately, He Haoyun reacted quickly, and when the stick came down, he suddenly turned his head, and the stick hit his shoulder.He let out a muffled grunt, and helped the back of the sofa to stand still.

Several bodyguards did not continue to surround him, watching He Chijie waiting for his order.But the youngest of the He family just sat firmly on the sofa, as if what happened in the living room had nothing to do with him, and He Haoyun was not his own brother.

"Get out of here." He Haoyun supported the backrest, his face was slightly distorted due to the pain, and he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.

Seeing that the matter was almost over, He Chijie unhurriedly picked up the coat on the armrest of the sofa, dusted off the dust that did not exist on his body, and stood up calmly.

The butler has been waiting at the door of the living room, tremblingly hurriedly opened the door for Young Master He to lead the way, and invited the giant Buddha out of the villa.

He Chijie took two steps, turned his head slowly, and smiled at his younger brother: "He Haoyun, don't sit too comfortably in the position of the company's power holder. You can't take away what doesn't belong to you."

Before he left, he gave Qiao Fei a sideways glance, the corners of his mouth curled up, as if he had thought of something funny.

Although he was smiling, Qiao Fei had never seen such a cold look in his eyes. He suddenly felt that He Chijie was ten times more dangerous than He Haoyun.

He Haoyun is like a male lion, all the ruthlessness and fierceness are on the surface, but He Chijie is like a scorpion with venom, the danger is hidden under the skin, and only when he is stung does he realize that his life has been taken away.

After He Chijie left, the atmosphere in the living room calmed down a little. He Haoyun sat back on the sofa, didn't speak, just covered his shoulders, and couldn't tell what he was thinking.

Qiao Fei never thought that an elder brother could watch his younger brother being beaten indifferently, and this elder brother was even the chief culprit who caused his younger brother to be hurt.

He didn't know where the short stick was supposed to hit, he just felt that they were not like brothers, but more like sworn enemies.

He gradually realized that he didn't really understand the origins behind the He brothers, and he began to be a little scared, fearing that He Chijie would really do something one day.

"Is your shoulder okay?" Qiao Fei asked softly, he has been shrinking in the corner of the living room and dare not come out, even his voice trembled uncontrollably.

He Haoyun didn't make a sound, staring at the shattered glass under his feet, wondering what he was thinking.

"You..." Before Qiao Fei finished speaking, the nanny and housekeeper gathered around from the door, and stood beside He Haoyun to show courteousness.

The housekeeper spoke first: "Second young master, you should ask the doctor to take a look at your shoulder, don't hurt the bone."

Qiao Fei was pushed aside like a forgotten doll.

He Haoyun wanted to raise his hand to tell the housekeeper to shut up, but just as he raised his arm, he frowned fiercely, his body froze and he couldn't move.

He seemed to have been injured a little bit, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, but he clenched his teeth and didn't make a sound.

After a few seconds of delay, He Haoyun stood up with the armrest of the sofa, pushed away the housekeeper who wanted to help him, and walked towards the door, "Call Dr. Zhang. Seal your mouths tightly, don't talk about it go out."

Even though he was injured, he still straightened his back, with the wind under his feet, he walked to the door within a few steps, picked up the coat on the hanger, put it on his shoulders, and walked out the door.

The housekeeper and the nanny hurriedly followed, opened the door for him and fetched his clothes.Nobody remembers a boy still huddled in a corner of the living room.

With the "bang" sound of the door closing, the surroundings became quiet.

The villa was quiet, Qiao Fei slowly stood up while leaning against the wall, and walked to the center of the living room.He felt like it was just a nightmare, only the broken glass on the floor and the crumbling furniture reminded him that what happened was real.

The place on her body where she was kicked was aching. Qiao Fei leaned on the sofa and slowly slid to the ground, hugging her knees in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, he took out the small blue stone from his trouser pocket, raised it to his lips and kissed it lightly.There is still a little warmth on the stone, I don't know if it is his illusion, it seems that there is a little cool pine and cypress fragrance.

"You come back, I want you to come back." Qiao Fei held the pebble tightly in her hand, shrinking herself to a small size, her voice muffled in her arms, "You promised, why haven't you come back yet. "