His approach made Cheng Qian feel like Shura coming from hell, cruel and bloodthirsty, and his aching body shivered like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.
He leaned close to his ear, and his voice was not loud but enough for the people present to hear clearly: "Look carefully, have I left anything behind?" He pulled his hair and almost pulled his scalp.
down, forcing him to raise his head and look behind him.
"Du Qianchen, what do you want? Everything is my idea alone and has nothing to do with my family." Cheng Qian looked excited. How could he imprison his family?
On the big screen, a woman of about forty years old held a little boy less than three years old in her arms, and there was a teenage girl next to her with pretty features. The three of them smiled at Cheng Qian, obviously
Someone had recorded it in advance. How could Du Yuochen be able to find them? For their safety, he rarely went home and sent them abroad. They only met briefly a few times throughout the year. But he still found them?
"Husband, we are safe here. Mr. Du takes good care of us and gives us many valuable gifts. You don't have to worry about us. By the way, when will you come back? Cheng Xin and Cheng Qing both chased me and asked when dad would come back.
, We all miss you very much." The woman's words stopped abruptly, and Du Liaochen turned off the TV, only to see Cheng Qian's outstretched left hand, as if to touch the children and beloved wife, stopping in the air.
Seeing that their figures were no longer on the screen, he no longer cared about the last bit of dignity. He crawled in front of Du Yuechen and grabbed his trousers: "Du Yuechen, I beg you, let my wife go.
With your children, come at me if you want to kill or chop them into pieces, they are innocent, I beg you." Cheng Qian's weathered face was full of tears, and he begged Du Qianchen pitifully like a pug.
"Cheng Qian, you are really lucky. You have lovely children." Du Yuchen is not a ruthless person, but he is used to being indifferent, which makes him seem ruthless. Cheng Qian at least has a complete and happy family, but as for him,
I have lived in panic since I was a child, so much so that I don’t believe that there is any so-called family love in the world.
"This is not how you ask for help. Just show some sincerity when asking for help. Maybe I can think about it." He threw Cheng Qian's body to the ground with a kick and looked at Cheng Qian's embarrassed face with a wicked smile.
's opening.
Perhaps due to excessive force, the platinum chain at his wrist fell from the cuff. His eyes were no longer cold and bloodthirsty, but became much clearer. He had just had murderous thoughts, and he knew this very well. Just before Cheng
When he mentioned his parents before, he decided not to leave him alive. But now, when he saw this platinum chain, he suddenly thought of Qingge and his clear and clean eyes. Her words echoed in his mind, over and over again.
Once again:
"Du Liaochen, let's let them go, okay? I can't bear to have my hands stained with blood, so don't kill them, okay?"
"You plead for those damn men, you know what you are doing, right? They almost destroyed you, and you actually plead for them? What a stupid woman." He pinched her chin irritably and made a noise.
"Du Qiaochen, I don't like you treating life like a piece of grass. I don't want you to kill people. I'm so scared. Please, don't make me afraid of you."
He was stunned and didn't know how to start. He looked at Cheng Qian who was kneeling in front of him in a miserable state. He wanted to say something several times, but he hesitated. He waved his hand irritably: "Take him down and put him in the dungeon."
." His change of mood made Su Li very puzzled, but seeing him looking at a chain in a daze, he had to order someone to take Cheng Qian out first.
She could actually control his emotions and fluctuate his mind. Did he really fall in love with her? How could it be? He admitted that he was obsessed with her body, but let him just admit his feelings for Qingge and his concern for her.
Care, care, even jealousy, is it love? He looked at the chain in his hand in disbelief, it was shining with bright silver, and he was confused for a moment.
Du Liaochen was already in a irritable mood. When he returned to the villa, he stood in a corner of the hall, his eyes locked on William and Qingge who were playing the piano together. They had a perfect understanding of each other, raising their hands, raising their eyebrows, and smiling.
, wherever your fingertips touch, smooth and soothing music pours out.
The very pleasant piano sound was so harsh to Du Qiaochen's ears. A surge of anger mixed with thick sourness swelled in his chest, especially when he saw the way William looked at her, those always naughty black eyes.
There was a deep affection and seriousness in it. At this moment, he suddenly understood that William also loved Qingge.
This realization made his slender eyebrows tighten more and more, and he said coldly: "What are you doing?" He spoke irritably and roared.
Qingge was yelled at by him and couldn't recover for a long time. He stared at him blankly. However, William came out at the right time to smooth things over: "I didn't expect that Qingge's piano playing is really not so good. I'm resigned to being the loser, haha..."
His liveliness did not break the undercurrent between Qingge and Du Caochen. He felt bored and laughed awkwardly.
Zinge reacted and thought that his anger was caused by the pain in the wound on his back. She remembered that the doctor said that the patient's physical pain might affect his mood, so she didn't pay much attention to it and pulled him over naturally.
The hand gently said: "Does the wound hurt? I'll get you some painkillers."
"Go away." As soon as Du Yuochen waved his hand, Qingge fell to the ground. Her arm made a crisp sound under the strong impact. She fell to the ground and groaned in pain, her face was pale, and her teeth bit her lip, drop by drop.
Blood drops ooze out.
Du Qiaochen didn't know why he lost such a temper. Just thinking that she could influence his emotions and her intimate behavior with William made him jealous and wanted to kill someone.
He resisted the urge to help her up. However, before he took any action, William had already walked to Qingge in a few steps, squatted on the ground, held her slender and trembling shoulders, and looked at her in disbelief: "Chen, you...
What was it for? Did she do anything wrong? How can you treat a woman like this?"
Du Liaochen looked at her moist eyes and suddenly couldn't bear it. Yeah, what was he doing? What did she do wrong? How could he... But he couldn't control his emotions, especially related to her. Regret
Suddenly he was replaced by indifference, and his eyes were fixed on William's hands on Zinger's shoulders.
Leng Ran said: "Since you know she is a woman, you should know whose woman she is. You should know that no one else is allowed to touch my things." After he finished speaking, regardless of Qingge's pain, he walked out of William's arms.
He grabbed Qingge and dragged her upstairs.
Something? Du Yuochen, do you only think of her as one of your things? But I think of her as a treasure in life. His arms are empty and his heart is empty.
Zinge was pulled hard by him, and as soon as he entered the door, he was thrown onto the big bed, falling straight down like a parabola.
Thing? She is his thing? What a humiliating word, it split her flesh and blood. No one can express hurting others so beautifully and gorgeously like him.
Qingge was still in shock. Du Yuochen's body had already been suppressed, and he did not allow her to resist. He plundered wildly and tore her clothes roughly and wildly. His rough fingertips passed by and rubbed against Qingge's delicate skin, causing pain.
In pain, Qingge looked at his almost blood-red eyes in horror. There was no love for her in his eyes, only plunder, endless plunder.
She was horrified. It had been a long time since he had treated her so rudely. It had been such a long time that she had misconceptions. She thought those cruel memories were far away from her, but unexpectedly, she felt them deeply again at this moment.
There is a heartbreaking pain.
He tore up the remaining fabric of her clothes and said sarcastically: "With your broken body, you want to seduce William. It's just a dream, you despicable woman."
Seducing? He actually said she seduced William? She suddenly wanted to laugh at her broken body, but tears flowed down. Who caused her broken body? Thanks to him, if he hadn't ruined her innocence, if she hadn't
Let him mark his mark. If not...what if not, maybe she will have a good boyfriend now, and in a few years they will have a warm home, and she can get married elegantly in a wedding dress.
But now, all this is just a delusion, a scene that only appears in her dreams.
Her lips and teeth were slightly open, and she spat out a few words in despair: "Du Liaochen, you want a broken body like mine, what do you think you are?" Her sneer was obviously frivolous, and there were residual tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, which was beautiful and sad.
.
After the storm, everything seemed new! But the damage was eventually done.
Qingge woke up from his coma and looked at Du Liaochen's peaceful and beautiful sleeping face, with drooping eyelashes, clean and beautiful, like a child, but there was still the aura of violence just now.
She smiled bitterly, sat up, and looked at the scars all over her body, scratched, pinched, and bitten. She hugged her body and huddled up, retreated to the corner, and buried her head deeply in her knees.
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