932: I feel like you and my Daughter have your Roles Switched

I feel like you and my Daughter have your Roles Switched

Qi Yusen walked downstairs to him, "Stop giving everyone a hard time at a time like this! If you run away now, what should Qingqing do? Chase after you or not?"2

"She's busy enough treating aunty's wound. As her boyfriend, you aren't helping but are adding complexity to her problems!"

Jun Yexuan rubbed his nose, "Brother, I apologize."

Qi Yusen grunted, "Then hurry up and get back up in there!"

Jun Yexuan nodded and went back into the house with Qi Yusen. 

Quan Zexi glared at him and sighed, "I feel like you and my daughter have your roles switched. She's more responsible and manly than you while you behave like an emotional housewife! You cause problems all the time!"

Jun Yexuan, "..."

The sight of his third brother being blamed made Mu Jinghang laugh out loud. 

Jun Yexuan gave him a harsh look then said to Quan Zexi, "Don't worry uncle, it won't happen again."

Quan Zexi hissed and then ordered Wan Kaiyi, "Go deal with the dead bodies outside."

Wan Kaiyi, "Yes, sir."

The group waited for Qiao Qing to remove the bullet from He Wanqing's back and bandage up her wounds. 

Afterward, Quan Zexi carried her up the stairs. 

They passed by the first bedroom up the stairs and Quan Zexi had no intention of stopping. He Wanqing grabbed onto him, "Hey, hey, hey, this is my room. Why aren't you stopping?"

Quan Zexi turned to look and saw that it was the room they prepared for He Wanqing. He felt bad.

"You sleep in my room tonight." He then leaped on.

Behind those two, Jun Yexuan and Qiao Qing exchanged glances and laughed. 

He Wanqing's brain short-circuited. After Quan Zexi placed her onto his bed, she still questioned him, "Is it faster to heal here? But your bed isn't much softer than mine? Plus, if I sleep here, where do you sleep? My room?"

Quan Zexi, "..."

He Wanqing's naive and truly confused expression made Quan Zexi want to shoot himself in the foot. 

Sadly, the younger generation followed him to their room, which made things very awkward for him. 

Quan Zexi glared at everyone, "Why are you guys following me?! Go do whatever you should be doing!"

Qiao Qing crossed her arms to enjoy the show, "What are you nervous about? Mom is waiting for a response from you."

Quan Zexi, "..."

"Are you trading rooms with mom?" Qiao Qing nodded to herself, "That would be good. This room has a bigger window and has better lighting. It'd be good for my mom to rest in."

She then turned to Wan Kaiyi, "Butler Wan, as you can see, my dad wants to trade rooms with my mom. You can order the maids to reorganize their toiletries and clothes."

Quan Zexi, "..."

Wan Kaiyi saw how dark Quan Zexi's face was and suppressed a chuckle, "Yes, young miss, I shall get to it right away."

"Stop right there!" Quan Zexi ordered.

Wan Kaiyi stopped and looked at him.

Qiao Qing looked over as well as she pretended to be confused, "Dad, what else can we do for you?"

Quan Zexi, "..."

His mouth opened then closed while his fists tightened then loosened. His chest heaved again and again yet he didn't even end up making a fart. 

His well-cared-for face turned darker and darker. He acted as if someone owed him $8 million dollars. 

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