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“Cough, cough.” Qi Zheng dryly coughed and reproachfully glanced at Qi Mo. “You hurt this girl’s face, what should we do now?”
Although he said that, he did not stop Qi Mo at all when he slammed Qi Ling’s head onto the wall.
Qi Mo eerily smiled. “The Qi Family might lack some things but not spirit herbs. No matter how marred her face is, it can be remedied! However, I can’t let her use them for free, Qi Su must pay to buy them!”
He had wanted to beat this darn girl up since a long time ago and vent his years of dissatisfaction toward Qi Su on Qi Ling.
Although there were a lot of bystanders, no one came forward to help Qi Ling and merely pointed their fingers and wagged their tongues from the side. Human kindness was nothing more than this.
Qi Ling soundlessly cried, tears drenching her face. Blood ceaselessly flowed from her forehead. Despair about the world filled her large eyes as she watched the populated street.
“Little b*tch, even if Qi Su comes this time, he can’t save you!” Qi Mo sneered and pulled on Qi Ling’s hair again as he walked to Qi Zheng’s side.
“Dad, let’s have someone take this girl back first.”
His words caused Qi Ling to shudder. She broke her silence and suddenly started screaming at the top of her lungs, “No! I don’t want to go back! Brother, save me! Sister Yun, save me!”
Qi Zheng frowned. This girl called Yun Yueqing “Auntie Yun,” so who was this Sister Yun?
However, Qi Mo did not ponder over it anymore and tossed Qi Ling to the side. He ordered the Qi Family’s guards, “Take this girl back to the Qi Family!”
“Yes, Eldest Young Master.” A guard went up and grasped Qi Ling’s arm before walking out of the crowd.
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