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Ouyang Jingyu's craziness had caused Qiao Chuyang to spend most of his time in bed. She had been the target of ridicule for all the servants.

"Young Mistress, you've finally woken up. Quickly eat something. Young Master will be back soon."

Wang Ma carried a sumptuous meal with a teasing expression.

"I'm not eating anymore. Wang Ma, you go down first. I want to rest a bit more, and also go to Jingyu's study room to look for something."

The crazy night of love made it difficult for Qiao Chuyang to walk, but she still went to Ouyang Jingyu's study room to look for a book she hadn't finished reading.

After searching for a long time, he was unable to find anything. Just as Qiao Chuyang was about to give up, the bottom drawer of Ouyang Jingyu's desk was opened by Qiao Chuyang out of curiosity.

"There's nothing here? Why is Jingyu locked up every day? " Qiao Chuyang looked at the item on it briefly; he really did not think there was anything that needed to be locked.

Just as she was about to close the drawer and leave, her hand touched a hidden button.

When she opened the secret compartment in the drawer and saw what was inside, she took in a breath of cold air. Her face instantly turned pale and she fell to the ground.

Could it be that she was being intimate during this period of time? Mi, is this really just a game?

The pain could no longer be described with words. Qiao Chuyang held onto his chest in pain as tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

Her long eyelashes fluttered back and forth like a butterfly.

Qiao Chuyang did not know how he got back to his room. All she knew was that his head hurt.

When Ouyang Jingyu returned to the mansion at night, he saw a few pale-faced and trembling servants standing outside Qiao Chuyang's room.

"What's going on?"

Seeing Ouyang Jingyu, a few servants let out a long sigh of relief.

"Young Master, you're back. If you don't come back soon, someone will really die. Why don't you go in and take a look at Young Mistress?"

Ouyang Jingyu's sword-like eyebrows slightly rose.

"What happened to her? Isn't it nice when you call in the morning? "

The servant pushed Ouyang Jingyu forward. He entered the room.

When he saw Ling Yun in the room … In the chaos, Ouyang Jingyu's face suddenly changed. His long and narrow black eyes narrowed dangerously.

"Qiao Chuyang, you better explain to me clearly how the room became like this."

In bed. When Qiao Chuyang saw Ouyang Jingyu, the corners of his lips curled up like the petals of a flower as he sneered coldly.

She slowly got off the bed and slowly picked up the broken pieces of glass on the floor.

"I'm not in a good mood, I threw everything off, but don't worry, after you shower, I will clean up. Ouyang Jingyu, you have a lot of money, so you don't need to worry about this small amount of money."

Qiao Chuyang's calm tone and mocking words made Ouyang Jingyu's face turn even more ashen. A bloodthirsty light suddenly covered his sinister icy eyes.

He slid across the wheelchair and walked in front of Qiao Chuyang. His cold hands grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up from the ground.

"Ah …" Ouyang Jingyu didn't even have the slightest trace of gentleness in his movements. Qiao Chuyang, who was picking up the glass shards, viciously slashed at the shards as he let out a cry of pain.

Looking at the blood dripping from the back of his hand, Qiao Chuyang smiled.

"Call the doctor."

Qiao Chuyang shook his head.

"There's no need to scream, just a little blood. She won't die. Moreover, a woman with a dead heart, it's one thing for her to die early or late."

"You …" Ouyang Jingyu was so angry that his face turned ashen. The hand that was on Qiao Chuyang's shoulder increased his strength. His sharp black eyes were as cold as ice. They were like sharp blades that shot at Qiao Chuyang's face.

"What are you doing? Qiao Chuyang, don't think that just because I've doted on you so much, you can act recklessly here. Don't ask me to remind you of your identity. You're not qualified to be in front of me. To vent your feelings, you know? "

Qiao Chuyang let out a cold snort. His slightly raised red lips curled up into an ice-cold smile that did not contain any warmth. There was a monstrous rage contained on his beautiful face.

"Yes." I'm one of your hair. Alright, I'll give it to you right now. Blast, don't you like me? Body? "Alright, I'll let you do it right now. I'll let you do it one at a time."

With that, Qiao Chuyang forcefully slapped Ouyang Jingyu's hand away and removed it. His clothes were all standing in front of Ouyang Jingyu.

"Qiao Chuyang, what are you doing? Are you done yet? "

This was the first time that Ouyang Jingyu didn't know what to do.

"Tell me, what happened? Wasn't it good last night? Didn't I leave this morning? "

Qiao Chuyang coldly snorted and said nothing, directly sitting on Ouyang Jingyu's wheelchair.

"I am one of your hair. "Ouyang Jingyu!" "Let it out."

Qiao Chuyang's actions completely infuriated Ouyang Jingyu. He waved his hand and threw Qiao Chuyang out.

"You want to go crazy, but I don't want to go crazy with you here. Qiao Chuyang, listen carefully, I'll give you one night of crazy time, if you are still like this tomorrow morning, I'm sorry, but I will cut you open with the people beside you. Remember, I, Ouyang Jingyu, have spoken and I will keep my word."

With that, Ouyang Jingyu turned and left the room.

The sound of the door closing reached his ears, and he fell to the ground. He painfully covered his tear-stained face with his hands.

Why? Why did God arrange this? Why did you arrange for me to meet such a man?

"When did Young Mistress react in such a way?"

Ouyang Jingyu icily asked the servants standing in front of him.

"This afternoon, when Young Mistress woke up, she said that she would go to your study to look for a book. When she came out, she would smash things when she got back to her room."

"She went to the study?"

The servant nodded.

Ouyang Jingyu immediately ordered the servant to push him into the study. Just as he had guessed, when he saw the drawer that had obviously been opened, Ouyang Jingyu instantly understood the reason behind Qiao Chuyang's abnormality.

"No one has to go to her room tonight."

Qiao Chuyang's reaction today had given the servants a fright. Thus, after hearing Ouyang Jingyu's instructions, the two servants in charge of taking care of her let out a long sigh of relief.

Qiao Chuyang, who had been tormenting himself for the entire night, arrived at Ouyang Jingyu's study the next morning within the time Ouyang Jingyu had requested.

Having not slept for the entire night, her face looked extremely haggard.

"Why my drawer?"

Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips parted, and a bone-piercing chill ran through his body.

"If I don't open your drawer, how would I know that all your favors are your revenge?"

Qiao Chuyang did not say that he had accidentally seen it. There was a monstrous rage on his beautiful face.

"Qiao Chuyang, how dare you! How dare you!" "Come into my study and rummage through my things."

Ouyang Jingyu's pair of sharp black eyes were as cold as ice. They were like sharp blades that pierced Qiao Chuyang's face, and his cold voice sounded like a ghost beside Qiao Chuyang's ear.

Qiao Chuyang walked in front of Ouyang Jingyu and tears of grievance rolled down her beautiful face.

"Tell me, in your heart. I really will always be the target of your revenge, your hair. The target? "

Ouyang Jingyu coldly snorted and mercilessly grabbed Qiao Chuyang's wrist with his large, cold hand. The strength was so strong that Qiao Chuyang was unable to control himself as he squatted down in front of him.

I once loved you, but when you chose to leave with Peter, Qiao Chuyang, the love in my heart had completely disappeared with your ruthless departure. When you chose to bomb me to death, I told myself that if I did not die, I would make you live in a world of fire and water from now on.

An icy cold voice was spat out from Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips.

The pain in his heart began to subside. As it spread outwards, the last remaining hope completely disappeared from Ouyang Jingyu's merciless words.

She stubbornly wiped the tears off her face.

"I said that I wasn't present at the scene, but you don't believe that one day, Ouyang Jingyu, you will pay the price for your foolish decision."

"Price?" Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips revealed a disdainful smile. His cold eyes were suddenly tainted with a layer of bloodthirsty red light.

"Even if I have to pay a painful price, I will make you bear it at the same time as me. Qiao Chuyang, when you enter my world, it means that everything about you is connected to me."

The ruthless hatred in Ouyang Jingyu's eyes made Qiao Chuyang feel a sense of fear as it instantly enveloped him, making her feel as if she couldn't breathe.

"Ouyang Jingyu, kill me. Let all of our grudges come to an end."

Qiao Chuyang raised his pair of deer-like clear eyes and looked at Ouyang Jingyu with anticipation. This life was worse than death; she was truly, truly, very tired.

"Don't doubt my words. If you die, I will let everyone die with you, including the treasures of the two geniuses."

Just one sentence was enough to destroy all the fantasies in Qiao Chuyang's heart. His beautiful face was filled with rage.

"Ouyang Jingyu, you're not a human, you're actually using your own child to threaten me!"

Ouyang Jingyu coldly snorted. His eyes shined even brighter than the stars, and they shined with a cold light.

"As long as I want, I can do anything. Don't challenge my bottom line, I will give you a minute to hand over the things I took from my drawer, or else …"

A cruel smile flashed across Ouyang Jingyu's carved handsome face.

Qiao Chuyang's pain was his happiness.

Qiao Chuyang raised his tear-stained face and the corner of his mouth that was like a flower petal curled up into a cold and emotionless smile.

"Ouyang Jingyu, I won't die. I also want to know the final outcome of this game."

Ouyang Jingyu laughed out loud.

"I want you to live in the deepest, darkest place in the world. I want you to stay alive in this world."

The cruel words were no longer able to pierce Qiao Chuyang's dead heart. She stood up without strength. There was no warmth on her pretty face. There was no expression on his face.

"Don't you want revenge? "Tell me, what do I do next?"

Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips curved up into a sly smile.

"I didn't think of it at the moment, but when I do, I'll immediately notify you. The game will only be more exciting if you join."

The low voice that sounded like red wine was like a devil to Qiao Chuyang. It was stabbing at her weak spot in her heart.

Qiao Chuyang glared at Ouyang Jingyu and walked out of the study without looking back.

As he watched Qiao Chuyang leave, an ice-cold cruelty flashed across Ouyang Jingyu's handsome face.

Qiao Chutian had thought that Ouyang Jingyu would find a way to torture him, but what he didn't expect was that Ouyang Jingyu hadn't appeared in front of him for a week.

This made her feel strange, but she also let out a long sigh of relief.

Qiao Chuyang sat down by the pool while holding the freshly poured wine in his hand. She, who had previously avoided drinking wine for the whole week, now liked the taste of wine. Time and again, he lost himself in the fragrance of the red wine.

After drinking a glass of red wine, a trace of seductive drunkenness appeared on Qiao Chuyang's elegant face.

This caused Ouyang Jingyu, who had just returned, to cover his eyes with a layer of desire. The fire of seeing.

The little demoness had never thought that after a week of not seeing her, she would be unable to stop herself.

Thinking of this, Ouyang Jingyu moved his wheelchair in front of Qiao Chuyang.

The familiar voice from the wheelchair, the familiar smell, and the familiar smell made the corner of Qiao Chuyang's lips curl up into a cold sneer.

What should come will eventually come. His peaceful life was completely broken by the appearance of this demon.