He was very good to Qin Si, and when Qin Si grew up, he secretly entrusted his love to his brother without knowing it.
If it hadn't been for Peony's appearance, she believed that her brother would have been with her.
However, things are unpredictable.
My brother didn't fall in love with her, but fell in love with a flower demon...
Moreover, they loved each other so deeply that they even decided to join hands to endure the catastrophe, and would rather die than regret it.[
She couldn't bear it, was jealous and resentful, and the man who was like a god in her heart was willing to die for another woman.
She secretly swore in her heart that she would break them up.
She thought of many ways to obstruct her, but she didn't expect that Sikong Chuye would easily resolve them all.
Sikong Chuye is extremely smart and knows the whole story.
He didn't point it out at first, but one day, when he couldn't bear it anymore, he told Qin Si that he didn't need to hold her responsible for her fault, but he would never treat her as his sister again.
After hearing this, she was completely desperate.
She could tolerate him not loving her, but she couldn't tolerate his indifference.
This cuts off all ties between them.
She left the Peony Gate angrily.
On a night of heavy rain, she got so drunk that she threw herself into a small wine shop on the street.
A beautiful and drunk woman is undoubtedly an attractive and tempting ambiguous scene at night.
A group of local gangsters took a fancy to her and came forward to tease her.
She also added ten-spice cartilage powder to her wine in advance.
She was angry and angry, but she felt powerless and could only watch the gangsters bullying her.
At this moment, a handsome and clear man came out of the heavy rain.
With a beautiful smile on his face, he waved his hand gently and the gangsters fell to the ground.
Qin Si was in shock. Seeing such a man who appeared like a savior, she said words of gratitude to him incoherently.
His body went limp and he almost fell to the ground.
He quickly stepped forward to support her, and his voice was like the breeze in the mountain stream: "Girl, are you okay?" [