Chapter 24: 24
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Under Ouyang Jingyu's instructions, Qiao Chuyang was like a golden silk bird that had been locked in a cage, and had lost all sense of freedom. Thus, every day he would be faced by the few servants in the mansion as well as the gossip about Ouyang Jingyu from the newspapers.
In his playworld, there was only one female lead, and that female lead was not his legal wife, but Shui Qing'er.
Reading the newspaper, the two kissed. A bitter smile flashed across Qiao Chuyang's heart as he watched the scene of the dense and varied banquet going on.
"Young Mistress, why do you have to keep watching when you are sad?" When the servants saw the pain on Qiao Chuyang's face, they all cast sympathetic gazes.
Qiao Chuyang's red lips slightly lifted into a mocking smile.
"I'm just passing the time. Uncle Wang, how is Grandpa lately? Did the doctor say when he could be discharged?"
Every day, he would ask Uncle Wang about his grandfather's condition, and it was the only thing that supported Qiao Chuyang's survival.
"The old man's condition is very good, but I need to stay in the hospital for a while before I can leave. Young Mistress, don't worry, I'll take care of the old man."
Qiao Chuyang nodded his head and ran back into the room. He put his sweater into Uncle Wang's hands.
"Uncle Wang, this is the sweater I knitted for grandfather. Help me bring it back to grandfather. Although the hospital's conditions are good, I still want grandfather to know that I will always support him."
Uncle Wang smiled and nodded. He carefully placed the woolen sweater inside his bag, then turned around and walked to the door after hearing a few more words of advice from Qiao Chuyang.
"Young Master, you're back."
Seeing Ouyang Jingyu, Uncle Wang's expression was very careful. He was afraid that if he said something wrong, it would anger this temperamental master.
Ouyang Jingyu nodded. He simply glanced at Uncle Wang, and then his eyes finally stopped on Uncle Wang's bag.
"What is this?"
Uncle Wang pointed to a corner of the bag and asked Uncle Wang.
"This is the sweater that Young Mistress made for the old man. I'm taking it to the hospital."
Ouyang Jingyu nodded. He raised his handsome face and looked at the nervous Qiao Chuyang. A trace of evil flashed across his eyes. Evil smile.
"Show it to me."
Uncle Wang glanced at Qiao Chuyang, then placed the sweater beside Ouyang Jingyu.
Ouyang Jingyu glanced at it and then sat down on the sofa in the living room with a sweater in his hand.
"There's nothing to look at here. It's just that the weather's a bit cold recently, so I made this for Grandfather. Uncle Wang is leaving, so quickly return it to Uncle Wang and have him bring it to the hospital."
For some reason, Qiao Chuyang saw a devilish smile on Ouyang Jingyu's face. An ominous premonition rose in her heart.
"Although the style is simple, it's very generous. Qiao Chuyang, your cooking skills are quite good."
Ouyang Jingyu's cold voice contained a hint of ridicule.
"I learned it from my mother before."
Qiao Chuyang carefully observed the expression on Ouyang Jingyu's face.
"Qiao Chuyang, you probably don't know that the thing I want to do the most right now is to personally destroy what you've done."
Ouyang Jingyu's taut outline. All of a sudden. It was chilly. Qiao Chuyang knew that things weren't going well, but it was too late when she tried to stop him. Ouyang Jingyu picked up the scissors by his side and fiercely cut into the sweater.
"Ouyang Jingyu, you've gone too far."
Looking at the sweater that Ouyang Jingyu had cut off and thrown on the ground, Qiao Chuyang's face was filled with anger. His beautiful eyes were fearless as they looked at Ouyang Jingyu's unfathomable pair of black eyes.
"I like it."
Ouyang Jingyu's pair of sharp black eyes were filled with an incomparable coldness. They were like sharp blades as they shot at Qiao Chuyang. The more Qiao Chuyang was in pain, the faster he felt a surge of revenge. Feel.
"Young Mistress, this …" As he looked at the sweater that Ouyang Jingyu had thrown on the ground, Uncle Wang's heart didn't feel good either.
"Uncle Wang, you should go to the hospital first. I'll repair it first and then delay handing it to Grandpa."
Uncle Wang nodded, turned around and left the mansion.
"Stop, did I tell you to leave?"
Qiao Chuyang took the broken sweater and was about to go upstairs to his room to see if there was any chance of it being repaired. But after a few steps, he heard Ouyang Jingyu's cold voice.
Qiao Chuyang stopped and turned around. His long and narrow phoenix eyes were filled with coldness as he looked at Ouyang Jingyu.
"Ouyang Jingyu, your sweater is broken, but I am now living under your surveillance. Is there anything else you want to do?" Isn't that enough to alleviate the hatred in your heart? "
"Relieving?"
Ouyang Jingyu stood up, his thin lips curling up into a cold smile.
"Killing you all won't be able to dissolve the hatred in my heart. I will torture you all bit by bit, allowing you all to live in a world that's burning water. Watching you all struggle in pain is my final goal. "Yea, it's just a small part of my plan, Qiao Chuyang. The surprise that follows will slowly surface in front of you."
Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips curled up into a devilish, cunning smile.
Qiao Chuyang suddenly walked in front of Ouyang Jingyu and threw the sweater in his hand onto Ouyang Jingyu's face. Then he took the scissors and placed them in Ouyang Jingyu's hand.
"Didn't you want to ruin this sweater? Fine, you can cut everything off now so that I don't even have the chance to repair it. Ouyang Jingyu, you're just a change. State, a change that delights in torture. "Yes."
Qiao Chuyang's phoenix eyes were filled with fire of anger.
He looked at Qiao Chuyang's sparkling eyes that were filled with anger. Ouyang Jingyu had a very evil smile on his face. Evil.
There was no tenderness in her cold eyes as she looked at Shui Qing'er. Instead, her eyes were filled with cruelty and bloodlust.
"Alright, if you don't make a move, I'll help you."
He took the scissors and cut off the sweater he had knitted for several nights. When the sweater was no longer recognizable, he let out a sigh of relief and threw the broken sweater and scissors to the ground at the same time.
Looking at the scissors Qiao Chuyang threw at his feet, a bloodthirsty madness flashed in Ouyang Jingyu's eyes.
He took a big step and stood in front of Qiao Chuyang. He reached out his long arm and pulled Qiao Chuyang into his embrace. His cold big hand grabbed Qiao Chuyang's wrist.
"If I remember correctly, it was the scissors in this hand just now, wasn't it?"
Ouyang Jingyu's face was calm, but Qiao Chuyang could tell from the coldness around him that he was on the verge of exploding.
"Ouyang Jingyu, do you really think there's any meaning in torturing each other like this? If you want revenge, just kill me.
Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips curled up into a cold sneer.
"If I could kill you, why would I do all I could to keep you by my side? Qiao Chuyang, don't forget that you are not only my target of revenge, but also my son. "Yes."
The work of being a child was like sharp knives stabbing into Qiao Chuyang's already weak heart, causing waves of pain.
"Even if you like to use scissors, I will help you. I will make it so that you will never want to use scissors again in your life."
The corner of Ouyang Jingyu's mouth suddenly curved up in a crazed and bloodthirsty arc.
Qiao Chuyang's heart skipped a beat and he sucked in a breath of cold air. He wanted to dodge Ouyang Jingyu's hand, but Ouyang Jingyu simply didn't give her the chance.
He exerted force, and the cracking sound of broken bones could be heard. Qiao Chuyang fell to the ground, screaming in pain.
"Ouyang Jingyu... "You're not human …"
The pain on his wrist made Qiao Chuyang even more angry. His watery eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at Ouyang Jingyu.
Ouyang Jingyu squatted down in front of Qiao Chuyang, with his large, well-defined hands on her chin.
"If it wasn't for the fact that you're my woman, I would use you to deal with Shui Meng. I can guarantee you that your wrist will never take anything in this lifetime."
Ouyang Jingyu did not break Qiao Chuyang's wrist, but pressed heavily on an important acupoint on her wrist. Even so, Qiao Chuyang still felt a bone-piercing pain.
"Scram, I don't want to see you right now." A trace of disgust flashed through Ouyang Jingyu's eyes.
Not wanting to leave any more scars on his body, Qiao Chuyang turned around and headed upstairs to his room. Tears of pain filled his pale face.
After using hot water for a long time, the pain on his wrist finally began to ease up. When he thought of Ouyang Jingyu's hateful and cruel eyes, Qiao Chu Yang's entire body shuddered and his face became even more pale.
"Ring, Ring, Ring."
The phone on the bed kept ringing, and Qiao Chuyang was forced out of the bathroom.
"I am Qiao Chuyang, who is this?"
The unfamiliar phone number made Qiao Chuyang's heart feel an indescribable uneasiness.
"Chu Yang, hurry up and save daddy. Daddy doesn't want to die?"
As soon as the call connected, Qiao Gang's heart-wrenching scream came into his ears. Qiao Chuyang was shocked. He almost dropped the phone.
"Daddy, where are you? Give me the address and I'll be right there. "
After a long time, he didn't hear Qiao Gang's phone call. Just when Qiao Chuyang thought something had happened, Qiao Gang's voice sounded by his ear again.
This time, the environment seemed to have improved. It was no longer as complicated as it was before.
"Chu Yang, prepare 500,000 yuan for dad and bring it to the bar opposite our house. I'll be waiting for you there. Hurry up, otherwise those people will kill dad."
Qiao Chuyang still wanted to ask something but Qiao Gang had already hung up.
The phone beeped and Qiao Chuyang was at a loss. He didn't know if what his father said was true or not. Besides, she didn't even have 500,000 dollars on her hands.
Thinking about this, Qiao Chuyang decided to wait for another half an hour. If Qiao Gang really needed it, he would call him and he could ask for more details.
Half an hour seemed like half a century to Qiao Chuyang. Just when she was about to give up and sneak out of the mansion and into the bar that Qiao Gang had pointed out, she placed it on the bed. The phone rang.
Qiao Chuyang quickly picked up the phone.
"Chu Yang, come over quickly. If you don't come soon, you won't be able to see dad anymore."
As soon as the call connected, Qiao Gang's anxious voice came from inside.
"Alright, I'll be there right away, but I don't have that much money on hand right now. Dad, can you tell me what happened?"
Just as Qiao Chuyang asked the question, he could clearly hear Qiao Gang's miserable scream from the phone. She was so scared that her face turned pale. He took the few tens of thousands of yuan in his bag and quietly left the room.
Qiao Chuyang knew that Ouyang Jingyu was sitting in the living room, so he decided to leave from the backyard.
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Under Ouyang Jingyu's instructions, Qiao Chuyang was like a golden silk bird that had been locked in a cage, and had lost all sense of freedom. Thus, every day he would be faced by the few servants in the mansion as well as the gossip about Ouyang Jingyu from the newspapers.
In his playworld, there was only one female lead, and that female lead was not his legal wife, but Shui Qing'er.
Reading the newspaper, the two kissed. A bitter smile flashed across Qiao Chuyang's heart as he watched the scene of the dense and varied banquet going on.
"Young Mistress, why do you have to keep watching when you are sad?" When the servants saw the pain on Qiao Chuyang's face, they all cast sympathetic gazes.
Qiao Chuyang's red lips slightly lifted into a mocking smile.
"I'm just passing the time. Uncle Wang, how is Grandpa lately? Did the doctor say when he could be discharged?"
Every day, he would ask Uncle Wang about his grandfather's condition, and it was the only thing that supported Qiao Chuyang's survival.
"The old man's condition is very good, but I need to stay in the hospital for a while before I can leave. Young Mistress, don't worry, I'll take care of the old man."
Qiao Chuyang nodded his head and ran back into the room. He put his sweater into Uncle Wang's hands.
"Uncle Wang, this is the sweater I knitted for grandfather. Help me bring it back to grandfather. Although the hospital's conditions are good, I still want grandfather to know that I will always support him."
Uncle Wang smiled and nodded. He carefully placed the woolen sweater inside his bag, then turned around and walked to the door after hearing a few more words of advice from Qiao Chuyang.
"Young Master, you're back."
Seeing Ouyang Jingyu, Uncle Wang's expression was very careful. He was afraid that if he said something wrong, it would anger this temperamental master.
Ouyang Jingyu nodded. He simply glanced at Uncle Wang, and then his eyes finally stopped on Uncle Wang's bag.
"What is this?"
Uncle Wang pointed to a corner of the bag and asked Uncle Wang.
"This is the sweater that Young Mistress made for the old man. I'm taking it to the hospital."
Ouyang Jingyu nodded. He raised his handsome face and looked at the nervous Qiao Chuyang. A trace of evil flashed across his eyes. Evil smile.
"Show it to me."
Uncle Wang glanced at Qiao Chuyang, then placed the sweater beside Ouyang Jingyu.
Ouyang Jingyu glanced at it and then sat down on the sofa in the living room with a sweater in his hand.
"There's nothing to look at here. It's just that the weather's a bit cold recently, so I made this for Grandfather. Uncle Wang is leaving, so quickly return it to Uncle Wang and have him bring it to the hospital."
For some reason, Qiao Chuyang saw a devilish smile on Ouyang Jingyu's face. An ominous premonition rose in her heart.
"Although the style is simple, it's very generous. Qiao Chuyang, your cooking skills are quite good."
Ouyang Jingyu's cold voice contained a hint of ridicule.
"I learned it from my mother before."
Qiao Chuyang carefully observed the expression on Ouyang Jingyu's face.
"Qiao Chuyang, you probably don't know that the thing I want to do the most right now is to personally destroy what you've done."
Ouyang Jingyu's taut outline. All of a sudden. It was chilly. Qiao Chuyang knew that things weren't going well, but it was too late when she tried to stop him. Ouyang Jingyu picked up the scissors by his side and fiercely cut into the sweater.
"Ouyang Jingyu, you've gone too far."
Looking at the sweater that Ouyang Jingyu had cut off and thrown on the ground, Qiao Chuyang's face was filled with anger. His beautiful eyes were fearless as they looked at Ouyang Jingyu's unfathomable pair of black eyes.
"I like it."
Ouyang Jingyu's pair of sharp black eyes were filled with an incomparable coldness. They were like sharp blades as they shot at Qiao Chuyang. The more Qiao Chuyang was in pain, the faster he felt a surge of revenge. Feel.
"Young Mistress, this …" As he looked at the sweater that Ouyang Jingyu had thrown on the ground, Uncle Wang's heart didn't feel good either.
"Uncle Wang, you should go to the hospital first. I'll repair it first and then delay handing it to Grandpa."
Uncle Wang nodded, turned around and left the mansion.
"Stop, did I tell you to leave?"
Qiao Chuyang took the broken sweater and was about to go upstairs to his room to see if there was any chance of it being repaired. But after a few steps, he heard Ouyang Jingyu's cold voice.
Qiao Chuyang stopped and turned around. His long and narrow phoenix eyes were filled with coldness as he looked at Ouyang Jingyu.
"Ouyang Jingyu, your sweater is broken, but I am now living under your surveillance. Is there anything else you want to do?" Isn't that enough to alleviate the hatred in your heart? "
"Relieving?"
Ouyang Jingyu stood up, his thin lips curling up into a cold smile.
"Killing you all won't be able to dissolve the hatred in my heart. I will torture you all bit by bit, allowing you all to live in a world that's burning water. Watching you all struggle in pain is my final goal. "Yea, it's just a small part of my plan, Qiao Chuyang. The surprise that follows will slowly surface in front of you."
Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips curled up into a devilish, cunning smile.
Qiao Chuyang suddenly walked in front of Ouyang Jingyu and threw the sweater in his hand onto Ouyang Jingyu's face. Then he took the scissors and placed them in Ouyang Jingyu's hand.
"Didn't you want to ruin this sweater? Fine, you can cut everything off now so that I don't even have the chance to repair it. Ouyang Jingyu, you're just a change. State, a change that delights in torture. "Yes."
Qiao Chuyang's phoenix eyes were filled with fire of anger.
He looked at Qiao Chuyang's sparkling eyes that were filled with anger. Ouyang Jingyu had a very evil smile on his face. Evil.
There was no tenderness in her cold eyes as she looked at Shui Qing'er. Instead, her eyes were filled with cruelty and bloodlust.
"Alright, if you don't make a move, I'll help you."
He took the scissors and cut off the sweater he had knitted for several nights. When the sweater was no longer recognizable, he let out a sigh of relief and threw the broken sweater and scissors to the ground at the same time.
Looking at the scissors Qiao Chuyang threw at his feet, a bloodthirsty madness flashed in Ouyang Jingyu's eyes.
He took a big step and stood in front of Qiao Chuyang. He reached out his long arm and pulled Qiao Chuyang into his embrace. His cold big hand grabbed Qiao Chuyang's wrist.
"If I remember correctly, it was the scissors in this hand just now, wasn't it?"
Ouyang Jingyu's face was calm, but Qiao Chuyang could tell from the coldness around him that he was on the verge of exploding.
"Ouyang Jingyu, do you really think there's any meaning in torturing each other like this? If you want revenge, just kill me.
Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips curled up into a cold sneer.
"If I could kill you, why would I do all I could to keep you by my side? Qiao Chuyang, don't forget that you are not only my target of revenge, but also my son. "Yes."
The work of being a child was like sharp knives stabbing into Qiao Chuyang's already weak heart, causing waves of pain.
"Even if you like to use scissors, I will help you. I will make it so that you will never want to use scissors again in your life."
The corner of Ouyang Jingyu's mouth suddenly curved up in a crazed and bloodthirsty arc.
Qiao Chuyang's heart skipped a beat and he sucked in a breath of cold air. He wanted to dodge Ouyang Jingyu's hand, but Ouyang Jingyu simply didn't give her the chance.
He exerted force, and the cracking sound of broken bones could be heard. Qiao Chuyang fell to the ground, screaming in pain.
"Ouyang Jingyu... "You're not human …"
The pain on his wrist made Qiao Chuyang even more angry. His watery eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at Ouyang Jingyu.
Ouyang Jingyu squatted down in front of Qiao Chuyang, with his large, well-defined hands on her chin.
"If it wasn't for the fact that you're my woman, I would use you to deal with Shui Meng. I can guarantee you that your wrist will never take anything in this lifetime."
Ouyang Jingyu did not break Qiao Chuyang's wrist, but pressed heavily on an important acupoint on her wrist. Even so, Qiao Chuyang still felt a bone-piercing pain.
"Scram, I don't want to see you right now." A trace of disgust flashed through Ouyang Jingyu's eyes.
Not wanting to leave any more scars on his body, Qiao Chuyang turned around and headed upstairs to his room. Tears of pain filled his pale face.
After using hot water for a long time, the pain on his wrist finally began to ease up. When he thought of Ouyang Jingyu's hateful and cruel eyes, Qiao Chu Yang's entire body shuddered and his face became even more pale.
"Ring, Ring, Ring."
The phone on the bed kept ringing, and Qiao Chuyang was forced out of the bathroom.
"I am Qiao Chuyang, who is this?"
The unfamiliar phone number made Qiao Chuyang's heart feel an indescribable uneasiness.
"Chu Yang, hurry up and save daddy. Daddy doesn't want to die?"
As soon as the call connected, Qiao Gang's heart-wrenching scream came into his ears. Qiao Chuyang was shocked. He almost dropped the phone.
"Daddy, where are you? Give me the address and I'll be right there. "
After a long time, he didn't hear Qiao Gang's phone call. Just when Qiao Chuyang thought something had happened, Qiao Gang's voice sounded by his ear again.
This time, the environment seemed to have improved. It was no longer as complicated as it was before.
"Chu Yang, prepare 500,000 yuan for dad and bring it to the bar opposite our house. I'll be waiting for you there. Hurry up, otherwise those people will kill dad."
Qiao Chuyang still wanted to ask something but Qiao Gang had already hung up.
The phone beeped and Qiao Chuyang was at a loss. He didn't know if what his father said was true or not. Besides, she didn't even have 500,000 dollars on her hands.
Thinking about this, Qiao Chuyang decided to wait for another half an hour. If Qiao Gang really needed it, he would call him and he could ask for more details.
Half an hour seemed like half a century to Qiao Chuyang. Just when she was about to give up and sneak out of the mansion and into the bar that Qiao Gang had pointed out, she placed it on the bed. The phone rang.
Qiao Chuyang quickly picked up the phone.
"Chu Yang, come over quickly. If you don't come soon, you won't be able to see dad anymore."
As soon as the call connected, Qiao Gang's anxious voice came from inside.
"Alright, I'll be there right away, but I don't have that much money on hand right now. Dad, can you tell me what happened?"
Just as Qiao Chuyang asked the question, he could clearly hear Qiao Gang's miserable scream from the phone. She was so scared that her face turned pale. He took the few tens of thousands of yuan in his bag and quietly left the room.
Qiao Chuyang knew that Ouyang Jingyu was sitting in the living room, so he decided to leave from the backyard.
Under Ouyang Jingyu's instructions, Qiao Chuyang was like a golden silk bird that had been locked in a cage, and had lost all sense of freedom. Thus, every day he would be faced by the few servants in the mansion as well as the gossip about Ouyang Jingyu from the newspapers.In his playworld, there was only one female lead, and that female lead was not his legal wife, but Shui Qing'er.Reading the newspaper, the two kissed. A bitter smile flashed across Qiao Chuyang's heart as he watched the scene of the dense and varied banquet going on."Young Mistress, why do you have to keep watching when you are sad?" When the servants saw the pain on Qiao Chuyang's face, they all cast sympathetic gazes.Qiao Chuyang's red lips slightly lifted into a mocking smile."I'm just passing the time. Uncle Wang, how is Grandpa lately? Did the doctor say when he could be discharged?"Every day, he would ask Uncle Wang about his grandfather's condition, and it was the only thing that supported Qiao Chuyang's survival."The old man's condition is very good, but I need to stay in the hospital for a while before I can leave. Young Mistress, don't worry, I'll take care of the old man."Qiao Chuyang nodded his head and ran back into the room. He put his sweater into Uncle Wang's hands."Uncle Wang, this is the sweater I knitted for grandfather. Help me bring it back to grandfather. Although the hospital's conditions are good, I still want grandfather to know that I will always support him."Uncle Wang smiled and nodded. He carefully placed the woolen sweater inside his bag, then turned around and walked to the door after hearing a few more words of advice from Qiao Chuyang."Young Master, you're back."Seeing Ouyang Jingyu, Uncle Wang's expression was very careful. He was afraid that if he said something wrong, it would anger this temperamental master.Ouyang Jingyu nodded. He simply glanced at Uncle Wang, and then his eyes finally stopped on Uncle Wang's bag."What is this?"Uncle Wang pointed to a corner of the bag and asked Uncle Wang."This is the sweater that Young Mistress made for the old man. I'm taking it to the hospital."Ouyang Jingyu nodded. He raised his handsome face and looked at the nervous Qiao Chuyang. A trace of evil flashed across his eyes. Evil smile."Show it to me."Uncle Wang glanced at Qiao Chuyang, then placed the sweater beside Ouyang Jingyu.Ouyang Jingyu glanced at it and then sat down on the sofa in the living room with a sweater in his hand."There's nothing to look at here. It's just that the weather's a bit cold recently, so I made this for Grandfather. Uncle Wang is leaving, so quickly return it to Uncle Wang and have him bring it to the hospital."For some reason, Qiao Chuyang saw a devilish smile on Ouyang Jingyu's face. An ominous premonition rose in her heart."Although the style is simple, it's very generous. Qiao Chuyang, your cooking skills are quite good."Ouyang Jingyu's cold voice contained a hint of ridicule."I learned it from my mother before."Qiao Chuyang carefully observed the expression on Ouyang Jingyu's face."Qiao Chuyang, you probably don't know that the thing I want to do the most right now is to personally destroy what you've done."Ouyang Jingyu's taut outline. All of a sudden. It was chilly. Qiao Chuyang knew that things weren't going well, but it was too late when she tried to stop him. Ouyang Jingyu picked up the scissors by his side and fiercely cut into the sweater."Ouyang Jingyu, you've gone too far."Looking at the sweater that Ouyang Jingyu had cut off and thrown on the ground, Qiao Chuyang's face was filled with anger. His beautiful eyes were fearless as they looked at Ouyang Jingyu's unfathomable pair of black eyes."I like it."Ouyang Jingyu's pair of sharp black eyes were filled with an incomparable coldness. They were like sharp blades as they shot at Qiao Chuyang. The more Qiao Chuyang was in pain, the faster he felt a surge of revenge. Feel."Young Mistress, this " As he looked at the sweater that Ouyang Jingyu had thrown on the ground, Uncle Wang's heart didn't feel good either."Uncle Wang, you should go to the hospital first. I'll repair it first and then delay handing it to Grandpa."Uncle Wang nodded, turned around and left the mansion."Stop, did I tell you to leave?"Qiao Chuyang took the broken sweater and was about to go upstairs to his room to see if there was any chance of it being repaired. But after a few steps, he heard Ouyang Jingyu's cold voice.Qiao Chuyang stopped and turned around. His long and narrow phoenix eyes were filled with coldness as he looked at Ouyang Jingyu."Ouyang Jingyu, your sweater is broken, but I am now living under your surveillance. Is there anything else you want to do?" Isn't that enough to alleviate the hatred in your heart? ""Relieving?"Ouyang Jingyu stood up, his thin lips curling up into a cold smile."Killing you all won't be able to dissolve the hatred in my heart. I will torture you all bit by bit, allowing you all to live in a world that's burning water. Watching you all struggle in pain is my final goal. "Yea, it's just a small part of my plan, Qiao Chuyang. The surprise that follows will slowly surface in front of you."Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips curled up into a devilish, cunning smile.Qiao Chuyang suddenly walked in front of Ouyang Jingyu and threw the sweater in his hand onto Ouyang Jingyu's face. Then he took the scissors and placed them in Ouyang Jingyu's hand."Didn't you want to ruin this sweater? Fine, you can cut everything off now so that I don't even have the chance to repair it. Ouyang Jingyu, you're just a change. State, a change that delights in torture. "Yes."Qiao Chuyang's phoenix eyes were filled with fire of anger.He looked at Qiao Chuyang's sparkling eyes that were filled with anger. Ouyang Jingyu had a very evil smile on his face. Evil.There was no tenderness in her cold eyes as she looked at Shui Qing'er. Instead, her eyes were filled with cruelty and bloodlust."Alright, if you don't make a move, I'll help you."He took the scissors and cut off the sweater he had knitted for several nights. When the sweater was no longer recognizable, he let out a sigh of relief and threw the broken sweater and scissors to the ground at the same time.Looking at the scissors Qiao Chuyang threw at his feet, a bloodthirsty madness flashed in Ouyang Jingyu's eyes.He took a big step and stood in front of Qiao Chuyang. He reached out his long arm and pulled Qiao Chuyang into his embrace. His cold big hand grabbed Qiao Chuyang's wrist."If I remember correctly, it was the scissors in this hand just now, wasn't it?"Ouyang Jingyu's face was calm, but Qiao Chuyang could tell from the coldness around him that he was on the verge of exploding."Ouyang Jingyu, do you really think there's any meaning in torturing each other like this? If you want revenge, just kill me.Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips curled up into a cold sneer."If I could kill you, why would I do all I could to keep you by my side? Qiao Chuyang, don't forget that you are not only my target of revenge, but also my son. "Yes."The work of being a child was like sharp knives stabbing into Qiao Chuyang's already weak heart, causing waves of pain."Even if you like to use scissors, I will help you. I will make it so that you will never want to use scissors again in your life."The corner of Ouyang Jingyu's mouth suddenly curved up in a crazed and bloodthirsty arc.Qiao Chuyang's heart skipped a beat and he sucked in a breath of cold air. He wanted to dodge Ouyang Jingyu's hand, but Ouyang Jingyu simply didn't give her the chance.He exerted force, and the cracking sound of broken bones could be heard. Qiao Chuyang fell to the ground, screaming in pain."Ouyang Jingyu... "You're not human "The pain on his wrist made Qiao Chuyang even more angry. His watery eyes were filled with hatred as he looked at Ouyang Jingyu.Ouyang Jingyu squatted down in front of Qiao Chuyang, with his large, well-defined hands on her chin."If it wasn't for the fact that you're my woman, I would use you to deal with Shui Meng. I can guarantee you that your wrist will never take anything in this lifetime."Ouyang Jingyu did not break Qiao Chuyang's wrist, but pressed heavily on an important acupoint on her wrist. Even so, Qiao Chuyang still felt a bone-piercing pain."Scram, I don't want to see you right now." A trace of disgust flashed through Ouyang Jingyu's eyes.Not wanting to leave any more scars on his body, Qiao Chuyang turned around and headed upstairs to his room. Tears of pain filled his pale face.After using hot water for a long time, the pain on his wrist finally began to ease up. When he thought of Ouyang Jingyu's hateful and cruel eyes, Qiao Chu Yang's entire body shuddered and his face became even more pale."Ring, Ring, Ring."The phone on the bed kept ringing, and Qiao Chuyang was forced out of the bathroom."I am Qiao Chuyang, who is this?"The unfamiliar phone number made Qiao Chuyang's heart feel an indescribable uneasiness."Chu Yang, hurry up and save daddy. Daddy doesn't want to die?"As soon as the call connected, Qiao Gang's heart-wrenching scream came into his ears. Qiao Chuyang was shocked. He almost dropped the phone."Daddy, where are you? Give me the address and I'll be right there. "After a long time, he didn't hear Qiao Gang's phone call. Just when Qiao Chuyang thought something had happened, Qiao Gang's voice sounded by his ear again.This time, the environment seemed to have improved. It was no longer as complicated as it was before."Chu Yang, prepare 500,000 yuan for dad and bring it to the bar opposite our house. I'll be waiting for you there. Hurry up, otherwise those people will kill dad."Qiao Chuyang still wanted to ask something but Qiao Gang had already hung up.The phone beeped and Qiao Chuyang was at a loss. He didn't know if what his father said was true or not. Besides, she didn't even have 500,000 dollars on her hands.Thinking about this, Qiao Chuyang decided to wait for another half an hour. If Qiao Gang really needed it, he would call him and he could ask for more details.Half an hour seemed like half a century to Qiao Chuyang. Just when she was about to give up and sneak out of the mansion and into the bar that Qiao Gang had pointed out, she placed it on the bed. The phone rang.Qiao Chuyang quickly picked up the phone."Chu Yang, come over quickly. If you don't come soon, you won't be able to see dad anymore."As soon as the call connected, Qiao Gang's anxious voice came from inside."Alright, I'll be there right away, but I don't have that much money on hand right now. Dad, can you tell me what happened?"Just as Qiao Chuyang asked the question, he could clearly hear Qiao Gang's miserable scream from the phone. She was so scared that her face turned pale. He took the few tens of thousands of yuan in his bag and quietly left the room.Qiao Chuyang knew that Ouyang Jingyu was sitting in the living room, so he decided to leave from the backyard.
