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After returning to the mansion, Qiao Chuyang thought that he would definitely be tortured by Ouyang Jingyu. After all, he had made a fool of himself in front of his friends today.

For the next few days, Qiao Chuyang was in a state of unease. Whenever Ouyang Jingyu appeared, she would be extremely careful. Even when she ate, she would secretly observe Ouyang Jingyu's expression, afraid that there would be a cruel scene waiting for her in the next moment.

"Young Master, this is the news we just received."

Xu placed the materials that he had just received in front of Ouyang Jingyu.

Ouyang Jingyu simply swept a glance and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"Go and give Qiao Cheng some surprises, then give these surprises to that woman."

Xu nodded his head in understanding, turned around and walked out of the office. An hour later, Qiao Chuyang who was in the mansion saw the scene of Qiao Cheng being beaten up.

Her face instantly paled as she hurriedly picked up her bag and phone and took a taxi to the Ouyang Group.

Since everyone was clear about Qiao Chuyang's identity, he did not stop them from going to Ouyang Jingyu's office.

In her anxiety, she didn't even think about knocking on the door and directly barged into Ouyang Jingyu's office. The sound of the door opening was so loud that Ouyang Jingyu was so scared that he started picking at the room. The teasing woman landed directly on the ground.

"Heavens, how can there be such a rude woman in this world?"

The woman stood up from the ground in panic and smiled mockingly at Qiao Chuyang.

"Ouyang Jingyu, why did you do this?" "Why?"

Qiao Chuyang ignored the mocking look on the woman's face and rushed in front of Ouyang Jingyu. He threw the photos in his hands in front of Ouyang Jingyu, his eyes filled with pain.

Ouyang Jingyu had been looking coldly at Qiao Chuyang the entire time, but the woman beside him had walked up to Qiao Chuyang.

"Who the hell are you? Are you being polite? "

"F * ck off." Qiao Chuyang only said one word, but it was filled with authority. The woman was shocked and couldn't help but look at Ouyang Jingyu beside her.

"She's my wife." The woman did not dare to stay any longer. She quickly picked up the clothes on the floor and ran out of the office as fast as she could.

"Ouyang Jingyu, why are you so cruel? Why didn't you release my brother? " Thinking about how his brother was suffering inhumane torture, tears of pain flowed down Qiao Chuyang's face.

Ouyang Jingyu's sword-like eyebrows slightly raised, his thin lips curling up into a cold sneer.

"When he was surnamed Qiao, he was destined to live like this for the rest of his life. Qiao Chuyang, you better hurry up and become pregnant with my child. As long as you are not pregnant, your brother is treated like this every day. "

An ice-cold voice came out from Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips. There was no warmth in his eyes.

Qiao Chuyang looked at Ouyang Jingyu in disbelief.

"Ouyang Jingyu, don't tell me that getting pregnant is my own problem? Isn't it too insidious of you to use this as a threat? "

"Evil?" Ouyang Jingyu coldly snorted and locked his lightning-fast black eyes onto Qiao Chuyang's face.

"This is a condition you must accept. "But don't worry, I will send someone to give you some pictures of your brother. I will let you know what happened to your brother in one day."

The devilish smile on Ouyang Jingyu's face made him realize that he had no other choice.

"Alright, I will get your child pregnant as soon as possible."

With that, he bit his lips and undid his lips. Opening up his shirt, not long later, his face turned pale. filament. No. Qiao Chuyang, who was hanging up the phone, sat astride Ouyang Jingyu's slender figure. On his leg.

For her brother, she had given up on her pride as a woman. For the Qiao Family to leave behind its bloodline, she had given up all of her pride and forced herself to ignore the ridicule and contempt on Ouyang Jingyu's face.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry about your body right now. I'm not interested. " Ouyang Jingyu did not hold back as he lifted Qiao Chuyang from his lap. His eyes were filled with contempt.

"You …" Qiao Chuyang painfully covered his chest with his hands. A woman abandoning her dignity in exchange for men's heartless treatment was a fatal blow to Qiao Chuyang.

"Get out, don't hold up my work."

His cold voice was full of ruthlessness and coldness. Qiao Chuyang's face was filled with tears as he picked up the clothes on the floor and left Ouyang Jingyu's office.

Standing at the entrance of the Ouyang Group, Qiao Chuyang didn't know what to do next. Tears streamed down her face, attracting the attention of passersby.

Afraid that he would be caught by the reporters, Qiao Chuyang quickly wiped the tears off his face and pretended as if nothing had happened as he left the Ouyang Group. He walked aimlessly on the streets.

"Chu Yang, it's really you. I didn't expect to meet you here."

Qiao Chuyang didn't know how long he had been walking nor where he had been. It was only when a familiar voice reached her ears that she stopped and turned around to see Pei Zhanyue calling her name.

"What a coincidence." Pei Zhaoyue could hear the disappointment in Qiao Chuyang's voice, as well as a hidden pain. This made him very worried.

"Chu Yang, are you alright?" Afraid that the reporters would notice the footage and cause more trouble for Qiao Chuyang, Pei Zhaoyue stopped a few steps away from her. However, a pair of worried eyes still locked onto Qiao Chuyang.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Qiao Chuyang's relaxed appearance made Pei Zhanyue even more worried. If he could, he really hoped to be able to bring Qiao Chuyang away from this troublesome place and give her a peaceful and blissful life.

"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first."

With that, Qiao Chuyang walked forward quickly.

She knew that there were two pairs of eyes looking at her from behind, but she did not want to bring any trouble to Pei Zhanyue.

Seeing Qiao Chuyang's lonely back, Pei Zhanyue sighed and dialed Ling Qian's number.

Half an hour later, Qiao Chuyang punctually appeared at the coffee shop that Ling Qian had just agreed to meet up with.

"Qian Qian, what can I do for you?"

Ling Qian sighed and placed the coffee cup in front of Qiao Chuyang.

"My cousin was too worried about you, afraid that you would have an accident on the road, so he called me to accompany you."

"Zhan Yue?" Qiao Chuyang was surprised by the answer, but he was more touched.

"Help me thank your cousin, if there's anything you need, you can leave, I'll be fine."

Ling Qian shook his head as an alluring smile appeared on his face.

"Since you've already come out, let me relax a little. You don't even know how painful it is to be your cousin's secretary. Other than the reports, there are only documents you face every day. It's so boring."

Qiao Chuyang could hear that although Ling Qianqian's words were full of grievances, she was still very satisfied with her current life.

"Qian Qian, I really envy you. You can have your own life."

Ling Qian lightly patted Qiao Chuyang's hand a few times.

"Chu Yang, you can do it too. As long as you give up on those considerations, you can also live a good life."

Qiao Chuyang sighed softly.

"I also want to, but I have no other choice. All I can do now is to control my every day as much as possible, even if I want to give up on those concerns, I have to ask Ouyang Jingyu to let me go. If he doesn't, then I won't be able to live my own life."

Qiao Chuyang's voice was filled with helplessness. The thought of her brother being tormented made her heart ache. She hated herself for being so powerless that she could not even protect her loved ones.

"Let's go shopping. This way, you can relieve the tension in your mind."

Ling Qian pulled Qiao Chuyang's hand and walked out of the coffee shop without saying anything.

It wasn't until the two of them left that Pei Zhanyue, who had been worried about Qiao Chuyang, walked out from another table with his back facing them. He looked at Qiao Chuyang's back with deep emotions.

Although he had been strolling around the streets for the entire day. Her feet were hurting but Qiao Chuyang's mood was not relieved at all. In front of her eyes was the scene of her brother being beaten up.

"Young Mistress, here's your number."

The servant held the phone in his hand and woke up Qiao Chuyang who had his eyes closed.

Qiao Chuyang took the phone from the servant.

"I am Qiao Chuyang, who is this?"

When he heard the voice on the phone, Qiao Chuyang's sad face revealed a happy smile.

"Is it really you? "Where are you now?"

The servant did not know what the other party said, but he saw that Qiao Chuyang was getting happier and happier, sweeping away the haze that had been hanging over him all this time.

After hanging up the phone, a happy smile appeared on Qiao Chuyang's face.

The smile on Qiao Chuyang's face did not disappear until Ouyang Jingyu returned.