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Ever since he came out of Ouyang Jingyu's study, Qiao Chuyang's heart was clearly uneasy.

His hands, which were holding the child, would sometimes tremble as well, and a bad premonition would well up in his heart.

As expected, after half an hour, Qiao Chuyang's intuition was confirmed. Looking at Ouyang Jingyu, who had arrived in front of him in a wheelchair, Qiao Chuyang felt even more uneasy.

"Yes …" What's the matter? "

Ouyang Jingyu snorted and walked over to Qiao Chuyang. He grabbed the baby from her bosom and placed it in the servant's arms. Then, he glared at Qiao Chuyang with a pair of black eyes that flickered with rage.

"Speak." "Where is Peter?"

His voice was as cold as ice in the middle of a waxing moon. There was not a trace of warmth in his voice.

"What are you talking about?" Hadn't Peter been in your hands all along? "You're asking me for someone else now. Mingli Hall, are you crazy?"

This matter made Qiao Chuyang sigh in relief. Perhaps it was not as serious as he thought.

Ouyang Jingyu angrily glared at Qiao Chuyang, his eyes exuding a bone-chilling, sinister chill. His large hands grabbed Qiao Chuyang's hair forcefully.

"I gave you chances, but you betrayed me again and again. Qiao Chuyang, am I really indulging you too much?"

Suddenly, a bloodthirsty glint appeared in her cold eyes.

With a slight push from Ouyang Jingyu, Qiao Chu Yang was unable to control himself. Small body. His slim waist smashed into Ouyang Jingyu's wheelchair.

A heart-wrenching pain spread throughout his body in an instant. Body, Qiao Qiuyang's eyebrows tightly knitted together in pain.

"Ouyang Jingyu, have you gone mad?"

Even if he had to suffer, he had to figure out the reason.

Qiao Chuyang's eyes were filled with stubbornness as he glared furiously at Ouyang Jingyu.

"Peter ran away."

Ouyang Jingyu softly said, but his voice was filled with a fatal chill.

"He ran away?" There was a moment of excitement in Qiao Chuyang's eyes, but when she saw Ouyang Jingyu's pair of black eyes flashing with a furious light, she quickly withdrew her smile.

"He ran away is your reason. Why are you tormenting me? "Ouyang Jingyu, don't make me think that you're a stupid man that will vent his anger on women if you fail."

Ouyang Jingyu coldly snorted. Cen Shuyin's thin lips curled up into an ice-cold smile.

"Do you think that a man who has been beaten half to death will have a chance to escape without your help?"

"Me?" It was only then that Qiao Chuyang realized that the matter was not simple.

She struggled to raise her beautiful watery eyes.

"Ouyang Jingyu, don't tell me you think that I am responsible for Peter's escape? "Even if I were capable, do you think I'd be able to transport a man like that out of the house?"

"What do you think?" Ouyang Jingyu's sharp and clear hand forcefully clasped onto Morning Road's pink cheeks.

"I'm giving you one last chance. Where is Peter?"

Qiao Chuyang frowned deeply.

"I don't know."

"Pa …" Ouyang Jingyu's big hand slammed onto Qiao Chuyang's face. The unprepared Qiao Chuyang was beaten like a deflated ball. He fell to the ground and let out a painful scream.

"Damned b * tch, you're still covering up for Peter even now, so if you don't tell me where he is, I'll hit him until you say it."

Ouyang Jingyu's bloodthirsty eyes were like that of a judge from hell.

Qiao Chuyang struggled to sit on the ground and stand up.

"Ouyang Jingyu, I really didn't let Peter go. I admit that I had planned to do this, but I didn't even have a chance!"

Ouyang Jingyu sneered. His pair of black, sharp eyes were as cold as ice. They were like sharp blades that shot right at Qiao Chuyang's face.

"I ask you, have you ever been to my study looking for a key?"

"To your study?" Qiao Chuyang was shocked. For a moment, he wanted to blurt out what he had been through. However, as the words were about to reach her mouth, she chose to deny it.

"I didn't." In any case, there was no monitor. Even if he went there himself, Ouyang Jingyu wouldn't have any evidence.

"Qiao Chuyang, do you think there is no monitor in the study?" Ouyang Jingyu's meaningful gaze suddenly turned abnormally cold and bloodthirsty.

"Yes …" Is there? " The expression on Ouyang Jingyu's face gave Qiao Chuyang a bad feeling.

"Gangzi."

At Ouyang Jingyu's call, Gangzi, who had been standing guard outside the whole time, walked in with a computer in his hand.

"Show her."

Gangzi pressed the button on the computer gently and then placed it in front of Qiao Chuyang.

When he saw the scene on the screen, Qiao Chuyang took a deep breath. His legs suddenly lost all of their strength, and he fell to the ground.

The screen clearly recorded everything he did from the moment he entered the room to the moment he left his room. It also clearly captured every single movement he made.

"I …" I was sure I had been to your study, but I couldn't find the answer. I didn't let Peter go when I opened Peter's key. "

Qiao Chuyang almost knelt down in front of Ouyang Jingyu. She knew that if this misunderstanding was not resolved, then what awaited her was an unimaginable cruelty.

"Ah …" Ouyang Jingyu's cold hands mercilessly grabbed Qiao Chuyang's shoulders, causing him to scream out in pain.

"At this point, you have nothing to be trusted with. Qiao Chuyang, if you let Peter go, then you will be the one to take the punishment for Peter."

Ouyang Jingyu forcefully lifted Qiao Chuyang up from the ground, the cold chill from his body seeped into Qiao Chuyang's bone marrow.

"Why? "Why don't you believe me?" Tears the size of beans rolled down her cheeks.

"Do you have anything to believe in? "First, you left me in a cruel manner, then turned me into a cripple. Now, you let go of Peter, who knew the whereabouts of my son. Qiao Chuyang, I really want to believe you. However, the scene before me makes me unable to believe you."

Ouyang Jingyu's solemn eyes were filled with an icy chill.

"Take this bitch down here and tie her up as you like with Peter."

Ouyang Jingyu ruthlessly pushed Qiao Chuyang to Gangzi, then he moved his wheelchair and left the room first.

Gangzi sighed lightly. When he saw Qiao Chuyang's miserable expression, he felt guilty for a moment, but …

"Young mistress, I have no other choice."

Qiao Chuyang, who was already immersed in pain, didn't even pay attention to the meaning behind Gangzi's words.

By the time she reacted, her hands and feet were already on the chair, and she didn't even have the slightest chance to move.

The dark environment accompanied Qiao Chuyang's life once again.

For three days in a row, other than the dishes that were delivered, Qiao Chuyang did not receive a single ray of sunlight. After three days of torture, his delicate face lost all of her moisture and his eyes that were originally full of radiance could not help but look at the tightly shut door.

The sound of a familiar wheelchair sliding filled Qiao Chuyang's heart with pain. She knew that her tormentor had arrived.

Ouyang Jingyu's arrival brought forth the light that he had imagined. However, the cold saber in his hand was constantly stabbing at Qiao Chuyang's heart, which was riddling it with thousands of holes.

"Want to know what it feels like?"

Ouyang Jingyu moved his wheelchair over to Qiao Chuoyang and picked up her pretty face. The cold edge of the blade pressed against her skin, bringing with it a bone-piercing chill.

On his face that was as perfect as a statue, there were traces of evil. Evil.

"You … "You're not human?"

Qiao Chuyang looked at the knife on his face in horror. He could only change his expression. Only a person with such an attitude would be willing to suffer like this.

"I will torture you slowly because you owe me this." Ouyang Jingyu's cold voice was filled with malice as he spat it out from his lips. The faint smile on his lips caused Qiao Chuyang's heart to be filled with unease.

"Don't worry, I will be light."

Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips parted once again, but the words he spoke were like the winter moon in the winter. It was able to directly pierce through Qiao Chuyang's entire body. Body.

The smile on Ouyang Jingyu's face was like the confusion and numbness of a prey. When you weren't paying attention, it would swallow you whole.

"Draw then. If you can turn me into a woman that can embarrass you, you can slash my face with the knife in your hand. Life is worse than death now."

Qiao Chuyang's words made Ouyang Jingyu's face turn livid. His long and narrow black eyes flashed with a furious light.

"I will not let you die, because I will torture you bit by bit. You will slowly wither in my hands. "

The knife in Ouyang Jingyu's hand slipped and slid into Qiao Chuyang's shirt collar.

With a slight push, Qiao Chuyang's shirt was like a rag. He mercilessly threw it onto the ground, exposing a large portion of his snow-white skin.

"Ah …" The sudden coldness that spread through his body made Qiao Chuyang exclaim in surprise. By the time she could react, the knife in Ouyang Jingyu's hand had already pierced through his insides. The clothes were off.

Two snow-white fruits that were as soft as jade were clearly revealed in front of Ouyang Jingyu. The dark red fruits on them were trembling with nervousness, emitting an alluring light. Tease.

"You are indeed despicable. Even in such a situation, you actually have such a reaction. Qiao Chuyang, you have really made me look at you in a new light."

A merciless ridicule, filled with malice, came out of Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips.

Qiao Chuyang snorted coldly. The corner of his beautiful and enchanting mouth curled up into a mocking smile.

"You caused me to become what I am today."

"Did I create it?" Ouyang Jingyu's eyes gradually became clouded with a frightening gloominess. He forcefully lifted the blanket that had been covering his legs. It revealed his shriveled up legs, which couldn't even hang his pants. Legs.

"Qiao Chuyang, this was caused by you. You made me fall from heaven straight into hell. You made me live on a wheelchair for the rest of my life."

Ouyang Jingyu's voice became colder and colder, and his bloodthirsty eyes spewed out a terrifying amount of anger.

Looking at Ouyang Jingyu's shriveled up face. Leg, Qiao Chuyang fell silent. She did not speak another word, but her long eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly's.

"Your double. I'm not the one who caused the legs, so everything has nothing to do with me. "

"It has nothing to do with you?" Ouyang Jingyu's large hands clenched together tightly. His gloomy eyes instantly flashed with a trace of disgust and ruthlessness.

"Can a single sentence that has nothing to do with you change everything? Qiao Chuyang, are you naive or stupid? "

The knife in Ouyang Jingyu's hand slid down bit by bit. Everywhere Qiao Chuyang went, his clothes would be ruthlessly cut open. The icy edge of the blade would stick to Qiao Chuyang's skin at all times.

Ouyang Jingyu's angry eyes gradually turned ice-cold. It was as if even the air had become ice-cold because of this.

"What exactly do you want? Ouyang Jingyu... A game in such a state, do you really feel like it's very fun to play? " The coldness of his body made the already weak Qiao Chu Yang shudder.

It's already responding." Ouyang Jingyu had an evil expression on his face. He then used the tip of his blade to pick up a bit of red from Qiao Chuyang's chest. His voice was filled with warmth. "Concealed.

"You …" Qiao Chuyang hated himself. She couldn't control her body. His body wasn't attracted to Ouyang Jingyu.

"What about here? Are there any reactions? "

Ouyang Jingyu's knife slowly slid down until it was between Qiao Chuyang's legs.

"Ah …" With Ouyang Jingyu's gentle slip, Qiao Chuyang could clearly feel a warm current flowing from his right leg.

"You … You demon. " Qiao Chuyang endured the pain on his leg and shouted at Ouyang Jingyu.