Goddaughter CEO fishes for Qin Xun and Xia Ning

the next day.

Qin Xun left Xu Luoluo at the company and asked his driver to take him to buy some gifts and rush to Liu Xiaoquan's manor in the suburbs of Beijing.

When he first came to Beijing, he and Xia Ning took some time to go there.

Now that he was leaving in a few days, he needed to say goodbye to his master properly.

Otherwise, the old man would definitely pretend to accidentally reveal his dissatisfaction to grandma.

Grandma called Liu Jingya again.

Liu Jingya accidentally leaked it to Xia Ning.

Xia Ning is a filial son, so he will definitely bring me back to the capital to apologize.

Instead of going around in circles, it’s better to come to us now.

Qin Xun looked at the car full of gifts and sighed.

Ugh……

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

What is arena?

The world is full of human relationships and worldly wisdom!

……

In the manor.

Qin Xun had been here several times, so he didn't let the housekeeper lead the way. He walked to the living room by himself and saw that there was only one person in the living room.

It turned out to be Liu Yixin.

She was wearing a thin, loose-fitting nightgown and sitting on a large sofa, picking her toes.

Qin Xun took a look and frowned.

Although her toes look slender and white, there are six times more bacteria on women's feet than men's. How can they not smell?

Qin Xun pretended not to see it and continued walking inside, preparing to go to the study to look for Liu Xiaoquan.

Suddenly, he heard Liu Yixin calling him from behind.

"Hello, Qin Xun."

"You are so rude!"

"I'm a big living person sitting here, and you, an outsider, come in without even saying hello to the host family?"

Qin Xun ignored her and continued walking forward.

I heard Liu Yixin say again.

"Hey!"

"You lend me three million, and I'll pay you back four million during the Chinese New Year."

Hearing this, Qin Xun felt strange, stopped, and turned to look at Liu Yixin.

"Borrow money?"

A look of sadness immediately emerged on Liu Yixin's face. She crossed her hands over her chest and deliberately made herself look pitiful.

"I borrowed high-interest loans abroad and now I have to run back home to avoid the debt. I don't even dare to go back."

"If I can't pay back the money, they will...will..."

She lowered her head and bit her lip lightly.

"They are about to defile my innocent body!"

As she spoke, she threw herself onto the sofa, crawling on it with her peachy buttocks sticking out, making her graceful curves even more attractive.

"Woooooooo..."

Qin Xun looked at it silently for a moment and gently uttered two words.

"Damn, retarded!"

He turned and left.

Liu Yixin got up from the sofa, reached out to gently wipe the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes, looked at Qin Xun's departing back, and sneered.

"Damn it, impotence!"

"I'm giving you a chance to pay it back with my body, and you don't even want it?"

……

Qin Xun just found Liu Xiaoquan in his study and told him that he would be leaving in a few days, so he was pulled to the training room to teach him boxing.

It’s still Liu style Bajiquan.

Liu Xiaoquan watched Qin Xun throw a punch from beginning to end, nodded with satisfaction, and then carefully corrected some of the flaws that Qin Xun had deliberately revealed.

Two hours later.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the floor of the practice room.

Liu Xiaoquan was in a good mood as he looked at his closed disciple in front of him. He opened up and exclaimed in admiration.

"Qin Xun, you are really gifted."

"Literature can write poetry, and martial arts can fight."

As he spoke, he sighed.

"You are a good young man, don't just spend your time thinking about making money."

"Don't mess around with those girls like Xia Ning, Wu Yu, and Niu Xiaojun, who are constantly wandering around in the shit jar of the entertainment industry."

"The most important thing you should do now is to practice boxing and strive to gain a great reputation internationally!"

"If you are short of money, I can give you some pocket money every month!"

Qin Xun waved his hands repeatedly.

"Don't dare, don't dare."

"I am an adult, how can I still rely on my parents?"

Liu Xiaoquan smiled, and suddenly a dreamy look appeared in his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

"In a few days, when we go to the island country to celebrate Xia Zheng's grandson's 100th day, I'll find a few underground boxers from the island country to practice boxing with you?"

"The kind that sees blood?"

"You can't practice real kung fu without bleeding under your fists."

Qin Xun saw the excitement on his grandfather's face and felt helpless.

He didn't know what kind of life his grandfather had experienced when he was young, or why he had such an obsession with the ultimate in boxing.

Now that he is old, I want to do something big for him.

Qin Xun didn't want to spoil his fun, so he agreed.

"Okay, Grandpa."

"But my martial arts skills are average, so don't look for a boxer who is too good."

Liu Xiaoquan laughed out loud, a rare occurrence, and said.

"It's ok."

"You are already a first-class master. With my guidance, you will soon become an ultra-first-class master."

"Besides, if we were to watch you fight dirty, would we really be able to see you get beaten to death?"

As he spoke, he frowned and a hint of indignation flashed across his face.

"Especially Xia Zheng. If you are in danger, he will definitely shoot your opponent dead."

Qin Xun caught the indignant look on his grandfather's face and asked tentatively.

"Grandpa, did you fight with Xia Ning's grandfather?"

Liu Xiaoquan was startled, glanced at the door, a hint of remembrance flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his voice and said.

"Decades ago, when I was out there, I had some conflicts with Xia Zheng and we came to blows."

"He was drunk at the time and said he was drunk. I won unfairly, so we agreed to fight him on a deserted street the next day."

"I agreed."

Qin Xun thought that he had the aura of a bandit, but apart from being a tall and strong man, he probably had no martial arts skills. How could he dare to challenge the young Bajiquan master to a duel?

He is so brave!

But... Grandpa Xia Zheng is not an honest man. If he says he will fight me in a one-on-one duel?

Liu Xiaoquan continued.

"As a result, the next day, as soon as I entered the abandoned street, I was surrounded by more than 30 men, each holding a machete more than half a meter long."

"Xia Zheng came from the crowd holding a homemade gun, pointed it at my forehead, and said, 'Come on, one-on-one!'"

"No rules, one-on-one!"

Qin Xun was stunned!

He thought that Xia Zheng might lead a group fight, but he didn't expect that he would call more than 30 people at once.

And the funniest thing is, he actually pointed a homemade gun at someone's forehead?

A one-on-one fight without rules?

The truth is in your hands, you are the rules, who dares to challenge you?

Qin Xun thought that now that they were relatives, they would probably have another fight to get to know each other better.

He saw that Liu Xiaoquan's face seemed to be suppressing anger, and he dared not say anything or ask anything.

After a while, Liu Xiaoquan couldn't help but punch the floor with his fist and cursed.

"damn it!"

Qin Xun pursed his lips and tried to hold back his laughter.

It seems that people's minds are not innate, and they have to suffer a few losses before they can grow up.

My grandfather is usually quiet. Is it to maintain the mysterious image of himself?

In fact, he is a simple-minded old man?

Just imagine being hit on the head with a homemade rifle. It's really... cute!