After marrying the blind president, she became crazy sweet

Chapter 696: Change of opinion on Qian Mo

At that critical moment, Qianxue was extremely anxious and reached out her hand without thinking.

She firmly grasped Qianmo's hand that was raised high and holding the scalpel. Her voice trembled slightly due to nervousness and worry: "Qianmo, stop it, stop it!"

At this moment, Qianxue's eyes were full of panic and anxiety. She stared at Qianmo closely, as if conveying to him the fear and anxiety in her heart.

Qian Mo's eyes were like a furnace burning with anger as he stared at the disheveled man on the ground. His chest was heaving violently, and he was obviously still immersed in anger and unable to extricate himself.

Hearing Qianxue's dissuasion, he didn't even turn his head, and with a hint of unwillingness and stubbornness in his tone, he said to Qianxue: "He was so arrogant and unreasonable just now, he had no manners at all, and he scared you badly. How could I let him go so easily?!"

The joints of the hand that was holding the scalpel turned white due to the force, and it seemed that if Qianxue said one more word, he would continue to carry out his "punishment" regardless of the consequences.

Qianxue was extremely anxious and she quickly glanced around.

The fierce fighting scene just now attracted a large group of curious onlookers.

They formed a dense circle, each of them stretched their necks, their faces filled with expressions of wanting to watch the fun and not mind getting involved, and they were whispering to each other.

Qianxue knew very well that Qianmo was a famous plastic surgeon in Country H, and his reputation was well-known in the industry.

If today's farce was filmed and uploaded to the Internet, the consequences would be disastrous, and it might cause irreparable damage to Qianmo's career and reputation.

Thinking of this, Qianxue's heart tightened. She subconsciously grabbed Qianmo's wrist, and her tone was a bit threatening and pleading: "If you don't let him go, I will ignore you, and I will really leave!!!"

As she spoke, she pretended to let go of Qianmo's hand, but her eyes were full of reluctance and worry.

"Hey--"

In the end, Qianmo sighed helplessly, and the anger on his face was gradually replaced by helplessness.

He slowly lowered the hand that was tightly holding the scalpel and put the scalpel back into his pocket, his movements revealing deep reluctance.

Then, he grabbed Qianxue's hand, as if he was afraid that she would really leave him, but he finally compromised.

There was a hint of grievance and annoyance in his tone: "Don't leave, I'll let him go!"

Seeing Qianmo finally give in, Qianxue breathed a sigh of relief and her mood became better.

However, Qian Mo was still furious, and turned to the man and said viciously: "I can let you go, but you must apologize! You must apologize sincerely!"

The look seemed to warn the man that if the apology was not sincere enough, he might attack again at any time.

The man was frightened by Qian Mo's aura and trembled. He nodded hurriedly and stood up tremblingly from the ground.

He first looked at Qian Mo cautiously, then bowed deeply to Qian Xue, his voice trembling with fear: "I'm sorry, beautiful girl, I was mean just now, I was rude, I didn't know how to respect others, it's all my fault, I apologize to you, I will never be so outspoken again in the future!"

Qianxue looked at the crowd of onlookers around her with some embarrassment and felt her face getting hot.

She quickly waved to the man, indicating that he didn't need to apologize anymore, then pulled Qianmo and hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd like a frightened deer.

As they left, the onlookers gradually felt that there was nothing exciting to watch, so they dispersed in twos and threes. The airport returned to its usual busy and noisy state, as if the fierce conflict just now had never happened.

Qianxue took Qianmo and walked in the spacious square. The breeze blew gently, ruffling their hair.

Qian Mo was keenly aware that Qian Xue's mood seemed a little off, and a trace of doubt rose in his heart, so he took the initiative to ask: "Are you angry? Why are you angry? Is it because I went too far?! Are you scared?!"

His eyes were full of concern as he stared into Qianxue's eyes, trying to find the answer from her expression.

Qianxue stopped and slowly turned her head to look at Qianmo.

Her eyes were full of worry, and her tone was filled with a hint of anger: "What are you talking about? How could I say that you are despicable?

I just did that because I was worried about you. I always thought you were the gentle and elegant type, but who knew you were so good at fighting and even took out a scalpel.

If I didn't stop you, would you really dig out his eyes?!"

As she spoke, she gently patted Qianmo's hand, as if blaming him for his impulsiveness.

"yes!!!"

Qian Mo answered without hesitation, with a hint of stubbornness in his tone.

"Yes!"

After hearing this, Qianxue patted Qianmo's hand in silence and said, "If you dig out his eyes, you will go to jail! Besides, there were so many people here, and you are a celebrity. If they recognize you, it will have a very bad impact on you!"

Her eyes were full of worry as she kept persuading Qianmo.

After hearing this, Qian Mo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, his eyes full of tenderness: "It seems that you are worried about me, Qianxue, you are such a good person!"

That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, instantly dispelling the tension and gloom in the air.

"You are a good person too!"

Qianxue smiled and responded, a genuine smile on her face.

Qian Mo's expression suddenly became a little strange, and a barely perceptible loneliness flashed in his eyes: "I'm not a good person! Not as good as you think!"

His voice was low, as if he was telling a dark secret.

Qianxue looked at him with confusion and said firmly: "How could it be! You are a good person in my heart and it will never change."

Her eyes revealed trust and dependence, which warmed Qianmo's heart.

Qian Mo smiled awkwardly, with a hint of bitterness in his smile: "Qian Xue, if I do something wrong in the future, can you choose to forgive me?!"

His eyes were full of anticipation and a little uneasiness.

"Then it depends on what the mistake is."

Qianxue smiled mischievously, her eyes sparkling.

Like the stars twinkling in the night sky: "If it is a small matter, I forgive you, but if it is a big matter, I will not forgive you.

But I think you won't do anything particularly wrong, am I right? ! " She tilted her head and looked at Qian Mo innocently.

Qian Mo looked at Qian Xue's innocent appearance and smiled inexplicably.

There was an elusive meaning in the smile: "I hope, I hope...it's not a big deal in your heart!"

There seemed to be a heavy burden hidden in his words, which made it difficult to understand.