Chapter Thirteen
There were 256 employees and customers in Fei Leng Hotel that day, of which 150 died and 18 were seriously injured.
As soon as the news came out, there was a sensation all over the country.
But the strange thing is that compared to the murderer, everyone's attention is on another person.
Yi Qingju turned off the phone expressionlessly.
Every time I watch food broadcasts, people will brush Qi Weiran on the barrage, and some will scold her.
Also let people live.
From that day on, the number of bodyguards in black in the Qi family increased significantly, and the atmosphere was obviously dignified. Even Aunt Zhang's voice was lowered.
The only thing that hasn't changed, apart from Yi Qingju who raises pigs as usual, is Qi Weiran who is too busy to see anyone.
Just as she was about to turn off the bedside lamp and go to sleep, there was a sharp and piercing scream from the next room.
Yi Qingju got up skillfully, pulled on the slippers and rushed out.
Aunt Zhang and other nanny aunts live in the small building next door, and only two people live in the huge villa in the main building.
One is her, and the other is Qi Xi Nian who has been frightened and screamed by nightmares since he came back from time to time.
Pushing open the door, a small bag bulged on the child's bed, Yi Qingju walked over and pulled out the child who was about to suffocate her.
"Qi Xi Nian, don't be afraid."
The child who kept waving and shouting was held in Yi Qingju's arms.
Soothing the child's back, Yi Qingju stroked his soft hair soaked in cold sweat: "Good boy, it's all fake, don't be afraid." Obviously, he has gradually forgotten about it under the hypnosis of the psychologist
. But perhaps because he was young, he would still see those things in his nightmares.
Under Yi Qingju's soft voice of comfort, Xiaotuanzi finally came to his senses.
Seeing that he was fine, she put him back on the bed, tucked in the quilt, and was about to leave.
But a small hand stretched out and gently grabbed the corner of Yi Qingju's clothes.
The strength was not strong, and she could break free with a slight movement, but she didn't do so.
Scratching her head, Yi Qingju lay down on the children's bed specially made for Xiaotuanzi.
Pulling Qi Xinian, who was about to say something with wide-eyed eyes, into his arms, Yi Qingju patted his back lightly and did not forget to yawn.
"Tell you a story and sleep with your eyes closed, okay?"
Hearing Yi Qingju's words, the child said with a look of disgust, "Who wants to listen to that kind of bedtime story to coax children?
" The action of holding the Ultraman plush toy in his arms was not slow at all.
Even after getting her hand, she obediently shrank back into Yi Qingju's arms, staring at her with a pair of black grape-like eyes, as if urging her to speak quickly.
Yi Qingju thought to herself that the little kid was inconsistent when he was young, and he would get it when he grows up.
Clearing her throat, she spoke slowly——
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