"Qiao Chuyang, stop right now."

When Ouyang Jingyu and Feng Jing Yu rushed to the restaurant, they were shocked by the frightening scene before them. The order from Ouyang Jingyu caused Qiao Chuyang's hand to tremble, and the knife to be deflected, successfully allowing Shui Qing'er to avoid the danger of disfigurement.

"Ah!"

Shui Qing'er was so scared that she lost all her arrogance. She threw herself into Ouyang Jingyu's arms. The scene just now had caused her to lose all her luster. She looked at Qiao Chuyang with a face that was like ashes.

"Pa!"

Ouyang Jingyu's right hand struck the wrist of Qiao Chuyang who was holding the knife heavily. The knife in his hand fell to the ground.

Qiao Chuyang leaned against the wall and slowly calmed down. His resentful eyes were stubbornly glaring at Ouyang Jingyu, who was leaning towards Shui Qing'er.

"Qiao Chuyang, how dare you hurt Qing'Er. Don't you like playing with knives? "Alright, I'll let you have a good time today."

Ouyang Jingyu's ashen and handsome face revealed a trace of evilness. Smiling sinisterly, he lifted the knife up with his right foot and landed gracefully in his hand.

"Didn't you want to ruin Qing Er's looks? I'll let you taste the taste of the knife on your face right now? "

Ouyang Jingyu's narrowed eyes burst forth with a dangerous and cruel aura. His thin lips curved up into a cold smile without any trace of warmth.

"No. It's your woman who deserves to die. "

Even in this situation, Qiao Chuyang could not forget how Qing'Er had insulted Uncle Wang's relationship with him. She was not convinced. She was not convinced why such a spiteful woman would be favored by Ouyang Jingyu.

"Ha, ha, ha!" Ouyang Jingyu laughed maniacally. The fear on Qiao Chuyang's face did not change in the slightest. The large hand holding the knife slowly approached Qiao Chuyang's skin.

The shiny blade carried a chill and was about to reach Qiao Chuyang's pale face. Qiao Chuyang lost all hope as she closed her watery eyes and prepared to endure the pain of this disfigurement.

"Jingyu, quickly put down the blade and understand the truth of the matter. "Cheng, otherwise, you will wrongly accuse a good person."

Seeing the critical situation in front of him, Feng couldn't care less about his awkward position. He quickly walked in front of Ouyang Jingyu and grabbed his knife hand.

"You wrongly accuse a good person?"

Ouyang Jingyu's slightly narrowed black eyes were like a huge black hole, filled with a bone-chilling magic. He fiercely glared at Qiao Chuyang, who was behind him, as if he could pierce through the wind. His body pierced through Qiao Chuyang's weak heart.

"You should know that Qiao Chuyang wouldn't do such a crazy action so easily. If he didn't force her into a corner, she wouldn't have used a knife."

The wind was deliberately using its own body. Her body blocked Qiao Chuyang, preventing Ouyang Jingyu from doing anything that would harm her due to a moment of anger.

However, he didn't know that this subconscious action had caused Ouyang Jingyu's expression to become even more dark and serious. The blood energy in his eyes caused him to spit out a terrifying amount of anger.

"Uncle Wang, you really wronged the young mistress. You can't blame me for this. It was my fault that you had her do such a thing."

Uncle Wang, who had been scared silly, was still in a trance. He quickly arrived in front of Ouyang Jingyu and looked at him with tears streaming down his face.

"What the hell is going on?"

Ouyang Jingyu put down the knife in his hand. His pair of black eyes were filled with an incomparable coldness. They were like a pair of daggers that were shot at Uncle Wang's body.

Although he was afraid that Shui Qing'er would give him a warning, Uncle Wang still told Ouyang Jingyu everything that had happened.

After he finished listening, his complexion turned ashen. His hawk-like black eyes fiercely glared at Shui Qing'er who was in Ouyang Jingyu's arms. He could not believe that Shui Qing'er, who had always been famous among the upper class, would say such a thing. Words flowing.

"Qing Er, is what Uncle Wang said true?"

Ouyang Jingyu slightly bent his body. His body was looking at Shui Qing'er who was in his arms. The meaningful look in his eyes suddenly became cold-blooded and bloodthirsty.

"I …" When she saw Ouyang Jingyu's cold and cruel eyes, she didn't know what to do.

If no one bullies me, I will not take the initiative to come over and bully her. She has always relied on herself as your wife, and from time to time, she provoked me, so my personality will absolutely not allow me to lower my head to her. You want to believe me? "

Shui Qing'er's rosy face was covered in tears. Her cheeks were covered in tears, making Ouyang Jingyu feel strong and unyielding in his heart. It instantly became soft. A pampered smile appeared on his face.

"Qing Er, like I said before, she is only a target for my revenge. It was just a target. You don't have to care, no matter what, she can't threaten your position in my heart. I just scared you, so I'll go out with you to calm down. "

With that, Ouyang Jingyu carried Shui Qing'er out of the restaurant, ignoring Qiao Chuyang's pained eyes.

"Let me help you back to your room to rest." Although Ouyang Jingyu knew that he had seen through his love for Qiao Chuyang, he still couldn't force himself to leave like this.

"No need, I can do it myself."

Qiao Chuyang stubbornly rejected Feng's good intentions. He held onto the table and struggled to stand up before walking towards the door with heavy steps.

Looking at Qiao Chuyang's proud and laborious back, Feng sighed softly in his heart. He knew that he should keep his distance from Qiao Chuyang, but he couldn't ignore the constant desire to see her and care about her.

He was entangled with Shui Qing'er. After some time, Ouyang Jingyu returned to the mansion. He even went straight to Qiao Chuyang's room.

The loud sound caused Qiao Chuyang, who was still not fully asleep, to slowly open his eyes. When he saw Ouyang Jingyu walking towards him, he felt an inexplicable sense of unease.

"You're back?" Qiao Chuyang lifted the bedsheets off his body, got off the bed, and carefully asked Ouyang Jingyu.

"You don't want me to come back? Or do you want to see the wind at your side? "

A complex expression that even he didn't understand flashed across Ouyang Jingyu's ice-cold eyes. However, when he thought about how the wind stood in front of Qiao Chuyang and used a doting smile to face her, Ouyang Jingyu felt an uncomfortable feeling in his heart.

"Wind?" Ouyang Jingyu's words made Qiao Chuyang unable to react for a moment.

"Isn't he your friend? "It's also because of you that he cares about me. Moreover, I rarely talk to him, so if you see him again, I'll have to trouble you to say a word of thanks to him."

Ouyang Jingyu quietly stood in front of Qiao Chuyang, looking at his chattering lips. Suddenly, he bent down. His big hand wrapped around Qiao Chuyang's waist and pulled her into his embrace.

He directly forcefully kissed her. On her beautiful little mouth.

"Ah!" The sudden kiss scared Qiao Chuyang. The strong scent of perfume on Ouyang Jingyu's body made Qiao Chuyang subconsciously want to push him away.

This action actually caused a nameless fire of anger to ignite in Ouyang Jingyu's heart. His handsome face, which had a cleaving line on it, was shrouded in black clouds. Tight outline. It was chilly.

Ouyang Jingyu forcefully bit Qiao Chuyang's lower lip, causing blood to spurt out. The fishy taste immediately filled their mouths.

Ouyang Jingyu nimbly stuck out his long tongue. On his enchanter-like face, there was an additional trace of a strange aura.

"It hurts."

Qiao Chuyang forcefully pushed Ouyang Jingyu's imprisonment away and used the back of his hand to wipe away the blood on his mouth.

"Ouyang Jingyu, you've changed. "Yes."

The pain in his mouth made Qiao Chuyang realize that Ouyang Jingyu had used a lot of strength just now. Otherwise, his blood wouldn't have been flowing.

"Remember what I said. Don't leave the smell of other men on you, or your grandfather will be the first one to make up for it."

After he finished speaking, Ouyang Jingyu directly explained. He opened his shirt. There was no trace of fat on his body. His body was clearly shown in front of Qiao Chuyang's eyes.

A hint of red immediately surfaced on Qiao Chuyang's pale face. He fainted. However, when he noticed the scratches on Ouyang Jingyu's back, it was as if a sharp knife had ruthlessly stabbed into his heart.

A trace of moisture immediately surfaced in his eyes.

"You … You were with Shui Qing'er just now? " She knew she shouldn't have asked, but she just blurted it out.

Qiao Chuyang's words made Ouyang Jingyu stop and understand. The act of opening the belt. The corner of his mouth curled up into a bloodthirsty sneer.

His big hand moved from the belt to Qiao Chuyang's chin and exerted a little force. A sharp pain rushed to his head and Qiao Chuyang was no longer able to control the tears in his eyes.

"You don't have the right to ask this question. Remember, don't forget your own identity. My whereabouts will not be reported to a female or a prostitute."

The pain on his chin caused Qiao Chuyang's face to turn pale and dark green. He trembled in pain. A pair of watery eyes that was filled with pain stared at the devilish man.

"Si!" Ouyang Jingyu waved his hand and Qiao Chuyang's clothes fell to the ground, revealing a white circle underneath. Due to excessive nervousness and pain, the waves fluctuated up and down, forming a beautiful scene that would make any man go crazy.

Ouyang Jingyu carried Qiao Chuyang by his waist and walked in the direction of the big bed.

Qiao Chuyang bit his lips. He knew that no matter what he did tonight, he wouldn't be able to dodge it. He subconsciously wanted to resist Ouyang Jingyu, but what he got in return was a force that would make him feel even worse. The passion within the trap …