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Although he tried to escape, Qiao Chuyang was forcefully pulled down from the window on the second floor and brought directly in front of Ouyang Jingyu.

"Madame tried to run away. We pulled her down from the window on the second floor."

The servant's words had undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, causing Ouyang Jingyu, who had already sunk into madness, to become even more crazed. His pair of dark, ruthless eyes burned with the flames of anger, and as Qiao Chuyang retreated, he became even more exuberant.

"You actually dare to run?" Ouyang Jingyu stood up, his dark red eyes were completely replaced by a dark and vicious anger. His entire body was filled with the bloodlust and ruthlessness of a crazy lion as he approached Qiao Chuyang step by step.

Even though Qiao Chuyang kept retreating in an attempt to avoid the ruthlessness and cruelty coming from Ouyang Jingyu's body, in Ouyang Jingyu's eyes, her actions were akin to a dying man struggling to survive.

"Qiao Chuyang, you are the first woman to dare slap me. I will make you pay the price for this slap."

Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips parted as he spat out even more cruel words.

"Pa!" Ouyang Jingyu raised his right hand and slapped Qiao Chuyang hard on the face. The pain made Qiao Chuyang subconsciously cover his face. His clear eyes were filled with pain.

Ouyang Jingyu raised his right hand once again. Qiao Chuyang thought that he was going to hit her again, so he subconsciously covered his face with his hands. But he didn't expect that Ouyang Jingyu would directly grab her wrist.

"Damned woman, to make me lose face in front of such a cold face. Qiao Chuyang, I will let you know what it means to live a life worse than death."

Qiao Chuyang's clear and beautiful eyes were filled with fear and terror.

Ouyang Jingyu's anger flared up even more when he thought about how he saw that cold look of ridicule. He grabbed Qiao Chuyang's wrist and threw her onto the sofa.

Qiao Chuyang, who had not been prepared for anything, tumbled down from the sofa. His back bumped into a corner of the table. A heart-wrenching pain caused her delicate eyebrows to furrow tightly. Two streams of tears flowed down her pale face due to the pain.

Not only did the tears on Qiao Chuyang's face not cause Ouyang Jingyu to feel any love for him, it instead made him even more crazy. All of the hatred instantly surged into the front of his eyes.

He thought about how his mother had died, how his father had protected him, and how he had thrown him out of the car. He thought about how he had survived after being beaten up by Murong Langqing.

"Ah!"

Ouyang Jingyu suddenly roared like a lion. His roar seemed to be able to penetrate Qiao Chuyang's entire body. Ouyang Jingyu's body exuded a cruel and ruthless aura as he instantly surrounded the entire hall.

His angry roar caused the servants to hide in their rooms, afraid that they would be mercilessly punished by Ouyang Jingyu.

"No, don't come over."

The bloodlust and cruelty in Ouyang Jingyu's eyes frightened Qiao Chuyang. She ignored the pain in her waist and kept retreating until she reached a corner of the wall where there was no other way. Only then did Qiao Chuyang stop.

The pretty eyebrows were tightly knitted together in fear. Their pair of watery eyes no longer had their original luster. They were now completely replaced by fear.

Ouyang Jingyu was like a madman as he tore off Qiao Chuyang's long hair. The hatred that had accumulated for so many years instantly exploded. He pulled on Qiao Chuyang's hair and smashed it against the wall.

Seeing the bloodstains on the wall, Ouyang Jingyu became even more cold-blooded and crazy. Not only did he not stop his actions, he even increased the power in his hands.

"Ah …" Qiao Chuyang's cries for help became weaker and weaker. He began to breathe heavily and mutter to himself. With each impact, Qiao Chuyang really felt that he was surrounded by the scent of death. She seemed to smell death and saw the shadow of her dead mother beside him.

"Young Master, stop hitting her. Young Mistress will lose her life." Although he was afraid that he would be punished by Ouyang Jingyu, the butler still risked his life to run out of the room and tightly hold onto Ouyang Jingyu's hand.

"Scram." The farther the better. "

A cold voice came out of Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips. His dark eyes were unfathomable. There was only ruthlessness and bloodlust in them, nothing else.

"Young Master, it seems like Young Mistress's forehead has a big hole. Should we send her to the hospital?"

The blood on Qiao Chuyang's face scared the butler so much that his face turned pale. His body trembled as he prayed for Ouyang Jingyu to stop the cruel torture.

"I'll say it again. Scram."

Ouyang Jingyu exuded a cruel aura, it was as though he was a Satan that had just emerged from hell. His voice seemed to come from hell itself, filled with a terrifying terror. A devilish smile hung on his incomparably handsome face.

"Ah!"

With the force of Ouyang Jingyu's large foot, he ruthlessly kicked the housekeeper's body. The butler was like a deflated ball as he tumbled to the side, letting out a painful cry.

"No …" "Don't …"

Seeing the butler being cruelly treated by Ouyang Jingyu for saving him, Qiao Chuyang couldn't bear it anymore. He used all his strength to hold onto Ouyang Jingyu's right leg.

"No?"

Ouyang Jingyu had a devilish smile on his face.

"Even if you don't want my foot on his body, you can punish this heavy blow on his behalf."

Ouyang Jingyu exerted all his strength with his right foot and viciously placed it on Qiao Chuoyang's shoulder. A heart-wrenching pain made her loosen her grip and she was shoved into a corner like a broken doll.

Qiao Chuyang tried hard to breathe and the blood on his forehead kept flowing out, blurring her eyes. He tried to raise his arm to wipe the blood off his face but the blood did not stop. No matter how much Qiao Chuyang tried, it never stopped.

Ouyang Jingyu was like a king that walked in front of Qiao Chuyang. As he looked at the blood on Qiao Chuyang's face, his face became even more crazed.

He squatted down. His body, with his long hands, hooked Qiao Chuyang's almost transparent chin. A pair of deep black eyes locked onto Qiao Chuyang's face in hatred.

"Qiao Chuyang, you deserve this punishment. With just a slap, I will double your compensation, and today is only the beginning. In the following days, you will truly live a miserable life, and I will let you know how I, Ouyang Jingyu, punish your Qiao family. I will let everyone in your Qiao family slowly wither like a flower in my hands, and I will let your Qiao family experience the taste of destruction."

Ouyang Jingyu's thin lips curved up into a cruel smile. A furious light flashed in his black eyes.

Ouyang Jingyu suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Qiao Chuyang up from the ground like he was holding garbage. He forced her to look at him with a pair of falcon-like black eyes.

Remember today's lesson. If it's a second time, I will blame all of it on this old thing. At that time, I will let you see with your own eyes how this old thing will be cruelly tortured because of you. I will let you watch as your grandfather died miserably in front of you, but you are powerless to save him.

There was a bloodthirsty smile on Ouyang Jingyu's incomparably handsome face. These ruthless threats scared Qiao Chuyang so much that he trembled.

"No …" Don't... Don't let Grandpa suffer. " With every word he said, the wound on his forehead would be dragged into it. Qiao Chuyang's face was in so much pain that it creased into a frown. A pair of delicate hands tightly pulled at his clothes, as if this was the only way he could control his body. Physical pain.

"No?"

Ouyang Jingyu suddenly laughed out loud.

"If you don't perform well in the future, I will let this happen. I will also make the scenes more exciting each time. Qiao Chuyang, you have complete control over what kind of life your grandfather will live next."

Ouyang Jingyu pushed Qiao Chuyang away and sat him down on the sofa beside him. The crazy revenge he had just now had allowed him to regain some rationality, and his expression was no longer as vicious as it was before.

The pain from her body prevented Qiao Chuyang from standing up. All she could do was hold on to her weak body. His body slowly crawled towards Ouyang Jingyu.

"Let me tell you …" "Apologize."

Seeing Qiao Chuyang's humble appearance, Ouyang Jingyu revealed a satisfied smile. In his heart, he was very satisfied with Qiao Chuyang's apology. Feel.

"Qiao Chuyang, if I told you that your apology came too late, how would you react?"

On Ouyang Jingyu's face hung a cruel, taunting smile. A pair of bottomless black eyes; it was impossible to guess just what he was thinking.

"I …"

She had just propped up her body. His body had suddenly lost all of its strength because of Ouyang Jingyu's merciless threat. Qiao Chuyang directly knelt in front of Ouyang Jingyu.

"Kneel?"

A scornful and mocking smile appeared on Ouyang Jingyu's face.

"Qiao Chuyang, is this your reaction? You have a lowly body. How many men have you kneeled to? "

Because of the excessive anxiety and pain, a beautiful scene appeared in front of Qiao Chuyang's chest. How could Ouyang Jingyu give up on such beauty without any reaction?

He leaned forward slightly. His hand went straight into Qiao Chuyang's shirt and pinched Qiao Chuyang viciously to increase his strength.

"Evil …" "Demon …"

"Yes, I am a demon, a demon that will destroy you. I want you to slowly stop breathing under this torture. I want you to slowly close your eyes in a situation where you don't want to live."

Ouyang Jingyu's deep voice, which was like the sound of red wine, mercilessly rang in Qiao Chuyang's ears.

"I …"

An intense pain made Qiao Chuyang fall in front of Ouyang Jingyu, causing him to lose all feeling.

Seeing the unconscious Qiao Chuyang, Ouyang Jingyu retracted the hand that had been in her shirt. One of his hands easily held her by the waist and tossed her onto the sofa like he was throwing trash.

"Call the wind."

After instructing the servants, Ouyang Jingyu did not linger any further. He picked up the car keys from the table and left the mansion without a shred of worry for Qiao Chuyang.