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In the end, the family was disappointed. Was she locked in the study alone? Was it because she didn't want to go out, or was it because someone didn't want her to?

No wonder there were so few books in this study, and the few that were left were all books with a diary on each page.

Looking at the dozen or so books, Du Hao suddenly felt that there were a lot of them …

Of course, he did not miss the name on the cover page, Siqi Siqi.

"What are you doing?" Siqi reached out and snatched away the book in Du Hao's hands, pinching Du Hao's wrist with slight force. The sound of bones dislocated was heard, and bent his body while gritting his teeth, but he did not make a sound. His forehead was already covered in cold sweat.

Siqi put the book back on the shelf and looked at Du Hao with an indifferent gaze, "What else did you move? What did you see? "

Du Hao believed that as long as he said those words, Siqi's fingers would unhesitatingly dig into his eyes! This heartless woman, tsk.

Feng Qing, who was downstairs, heard the commotion and immediately ran up. Seeing Du Hao in the study room, his expression was also somewhat terrified, and cold sweat began to appear on his back as he knelt down without hesitation. He did not speak, explain, or beg for mercy …

She had overestimated the value of the person Miss had brought back. She had thought that since Miss had brought him back to the clan, then this man must be very important, but with her current appearance, what else could she not understand? It was all because she relaxed her guard and did not lock up the study room after her routine cleaning.

In a family, a mistake is a mistake. A plea for mercy is a mistake, a denial of the patriarch's decision, a betrayal.

"Get up, someone is taking the blame for you." The corner of Siqi's mouth curled into a cruel smile as her gaze fell on Du Hao's body. "Feed him to the fishes, soak him in the water for two hours and then pull him up."

"Miss …" Feng Qing's expression changed. After all, she was a kind heart of a doctor. She spoke with some hesitation, "His body is injured.

Siqi looked at Feng Qing, waved her hand, and told her to get down, then looked at the other man who had appeared out of nowhere and dragged Du Hao down, saying indifferently, "He won't die."

Du Hao did not say anything, nor did he struggle. He used his left hand to hold onto his right hand, holding onto his wrist, he wanted to reconnect his dislocated wrist, but he did not know what to do.

Siqi could be ruthless to others, but Du Hao did not have the ability to do so right now. However, not only was he ruthless to others, he was even more ruthless to himself!

Du Hao, who had finally connected his wrist back to his wrist, had yet to heave a sigh of relief when Siqi easily pulled his right hand back down, then once again removed his wrist, and arrogantly lifted her chin, "Next time, don't provoke me like this in front of me, or else you won't be removing your wrist again, you'll just have to … Your head! "

Du Hao still did not speak, he looked at the man beside him, then turned and walked out. When he reached the door, he asked, "Where is he?"

He was clearly courting death and did not know it yet, but the man had also wiped his cold sweat and dragged Du Hao to the pond, not daring to turn his head to look at his Young Miss's face. This kind of weather, even a single breath of air would turn into fog, and he had even thrown himself into the water …

The man tied a rope around Du Hao's waist, then lowered his head and said to him, "Brother, I was just following orders, young miss actually wants you to submit to me … "If you think you can't take it anymore, then climb up the rope. It's better to live than to die!"

Give in and take it back for yourself? Du Hao snickered and nodded at the man, he had received his kindness.

The pool of water was actually not deep, and just happened to reach his chest. But exactly because of this, he had to stand the entire time, and could not squat down, so as to curl up to keep warm. At the bottom of the pool was a round stone the size of a palm.

Due to the buoyancy and pressure of the water, it was difficult to stand steadily, and there was nothing to support the body.

Once he fainted, he would sink into the water...

"Hiss." Du Hao's clothes were already soaked with water, and immediately took away his body temperature. He quickly took off his jacket, and in the water, no matter how thick his clothes were, they would not be able to keep him warm, and it would consume his energy.

His body started to turn red, actually, as long as he didn't move, it was as if he didn't feel the cold. Although it was just feeling it, if he didn't move, then he would really lose consciousness, and even his bones would feel waves of pain.

As for the pain feeling, it was still nothing. The most painful thing was that feeling of restlessness, as if something was constantly scratching at his brain, almost making him unable to stand still. After an unknown amount of time had passed, Du Hao was completely unable to move, as if his skin and flesh were split apart.

In front of the French windows on the second floor, Feng Qing looked down worriedly. The lush green trees blocked her view, and she could only see waves of water spreading in circles in the pool.

"Miss, it's already been half an hour, is that enough?" Feng Qing was finally unable to stand, and turned to look at Siqi who was trapped on the sofa, her tone already imploring.

"Are you blaming me?" Siqi calmly lifted the teacup and glanced at Feng Qing from the corner of her eyes.

"I don't dare." However … Feng Qing's gaze landed on the patch of red in the pond, and his pupils shrank. The wound was split open, does that mean he could no longer hold on and fell?

Feng Qing opened her mouth slightly: "I …"

"Then go and take his place. I think he should be dead by now." Siqi turned the vase in her hand, and looked carefully at the complicated patterns on the teacup, suddenly dropping it onto the ground, "There is an incomplete pattern on top of it, it's useless.

"I, I …" She could naturally feel the Miss's anger, but … She panicked for a moment and quickly explained, "I just think that Miss saved him, so it's not a pity for her to die like that."

With a cold snort, just like that, another ten minutes passed. Siqi stood up and walked towards her room, "Go, people, fish it out, then throw Feng Qing down. Don't disturb me again, there's still … Tell Du Hao, it was Feng Qing who risked her life to take the punishment for him. "

Since it was a tool, then it had to have a weakness. If it wasn't, she wouldn't mind nurturing one, Feng Qing couldn't leave her homesickness, and if there was a connection between them, even if it was gratitude or debt, then this tool was the most reliable! But... Why did she feel a sense of reluctance?

Siqi was shocked, she pulled on her sleeves and thought for a moment, her cold voice made Feng Qing feel despair.