Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

"Mr. Gu~ I'll tell you in secret."

Deng Liya raised her chin slightly, clasped her hands across her chest, and moved closer to Gu Shiche.

Gu Shiche frowned unhappily.

"This woman is a vixen. She usually plays around and spends a lot of money."

Under the gold-rimmed glasses, the black eyes were a little sharp.

The dim light divided his face into two halves, one half soft and the other half gloomy, like two different faces.

Half angel, half devil.

"Oh, is it so?"

"I'd like to see...how much fun she has."

Gu Shiche raised his eyebrows slightly, his dark eyes surging with undercurrents.

Deng Liya proudly raised her eyebrows at Jiang Wanqing behind her.

This vixen wants to get close to the rich and powerful?

Then she would pull Jiang Wanqing down with her own hands and let her fall into the abyss!

She slid open her phone, took out all the posts about Jiang Wanqing, and showed them to Gu Shiche.

For example, she "actively" seduced Song Churan, was rumored to be kept by a rich old man, had a chaotic private life, and went to indecent places.

Gu Shiche slid his fingers across the screen, flipping through the historical records one by one.

But when she saw the three words "old man", the smile on the corner of her lips immediately froze on her face.

He casually threw his phone away, his face suddenly darkening.

The phone kept rolling down the steps, making crisp crashing sounds.

Deng Liya just watched her cell phone being thrown down the stairs.

"Ah! Mr. Gu..."

She didn't dare to speak out loudly, and hurriedly covered her mouth, holding the broken phone screen in her arms, feeling heartbroken.

That was a new model she bought a few days ago, and it’s not even warm yet.

At this moment, Gu Shiche suddenly pinched Jiang Wanqing's chin, and his extreme forbearance made his eyes red.

"Is this how you promote me outside?"

"Old, man?"

"old?!"

He seemed to be particularly concerned about the word "old" and was so angry that he almost had a heart attack.

His hand was so strong that it hurt Jiang Wanqing's chin. She was at a loss as to how to pry his hand away.

Gu Shiche stroked her lips with his cold fingers and then bit them hard.

Why does this man love to bite people so much? Is he born in the Year of the Dog?

Jiang Wanqing placed her small hands weakly on his chest, feeling that his body was unusually hot.

Gu Shiche leaned on the wall with one hand, holding the woman in front of him, his expression seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

"So, you like Song Churan just because he's younger?"

Why did he bring up this topic again?

Jiang Wanqing was so frightened by him that she trembled all over and dared not look at him.

This time, you must not hesitate, otherwise you will be locked in the basement again.

She didn't want to go into that airtight basement again.

She just replied softly: "No, you are not old."

"As a man... twenty-five or twenty-six is the age to work hard. It's... it's good."

"Don't they always say that a man who's three years older than you is a gold brick, and a man who's five years older than you is... like a pig?"

The air suddenly fell into silence.

Gu Shiche's eyes were blank for a few seconds, and he seemed to be still accepting the new knowledge.

He snorted lightly, his eyes looking uncomfortable: "Huh, I think you just like young people."

After saying that, he didn't give Jiang Wanqing any chance to react. He bent down and began to kiss her forcefully, holding her arms tightly with both hands.

Domineering and passionate, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach.

On the side, Deng Liya couldn't close her jaw. She rubbed her eyes, but the scene had not disappeared.

Could it be that the old man who was rumored to be supporting Jiang Wanqing was actually Gu Shiche!

There is too much information to process, my brain is still loading...

Oh my god! How on earth did this vixen hook up with Gu Shiche?

A vicious look suddenly flashed in her eyes, full of jealousy.

Until both of them could hardly breathe, Gu Shiche let go of her lips, pressed on her, breathing heavily, his handsome face flushed.

"Bad woman...you are such a bad woman."

His body was hot against her skin.

Jiang Wanqing leaned against the wall, gasping for breath.

She was already weak, and the kiss just now was so strong that she was at a loss.

"Um... Master Gu~"

Deng Liya didn't give up yet. She walked up to him with her broken cell phone, trying to get his attention.

Gu Shiche's eyes sank slightly, and he turned around slowly with a cold look in his eyes.

His tone was sinister: "Why are you still here?"

His eyes fell on the broken cell phone in her arms, and Gu Shiche snorted coldly.

He took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and threw them into the air. The red banknotes floated like fallen leaves and scattered all over the ground.

"Money, pick it up yourself."

"She and I have some serious business to do."

Although Deng Liya is not from a wealthy family, her family is quite well-off, so she has never worried about money.

But at this moment, she felt that she was humiliated by Gu Shiche.

In his eyes, she was a woman obsessed with money.

After saying that, Gu Shiche grabbed Jiang Wanqing's wrist and pulled her out the door.

Jiang Wanqing was about to break apart and could only let the man pull her.

Suddenly, Gu Shiche turned around, his black eyes cold and ruthless, staring at Deng Liya who was still in a daze.

"If you still like to talk nonsense, then I will find someone..."

"Sew your mouth shut."

"Bitch."

His fingertips were at his lips, making a zippering motion.

Then he placed his index finger lightly on his lips, making a shushing motion.

Deng Liya swallowed her saliva. She was frightened to death by this man. She trembled and collapsed to the ground.

Gu Shiche always keeps his word.

The man kicked back and slammed the door shut.

There were still banknotes on Deng Liya's knees, and the dim light flickered, and she was still struggling to survive.

She suddenly went crazy, grabbed a bunch of banknotes and tore them into pieces.

"Jiang Wanqing! This bitch! Why!"

"Song Churan is yours! Even Gu Shiche is yours!"

......

Gu Shiche disliked that she was walking too slowly, so he picked her up by the waist and stuffed her into the car.

The driver didn't get in the car, so it was just the two of them.

Gu Shiche raised his slightly exposed watch and pressed the button next to it. The surrounding baffles began to rise and the car lock was closed.

He...what does he want to do again!

Jiang Wanqing's hospital gown was already several sizes too big and hung loosely on her body.

And after the man pulled her just now, if she wasn't careful, she would be exposed.

She moved to the other side of the seat and pressed her body against the car door.

"Why are you hiding so far away? I won't eat you now."

Not now...but will he eat her later?!

Jiang Wanqing shuddered with fear, her mind full of the image of Hannibal eating a human steak elegantly.

But the face automatically changed to Gu Shiche.

Gu Shiche was furious when he saw how afraid she was of him.

He suddenly grabbed the woman's wrist and forcibly pulled her into his arms.

Gu Shiche clenched his jaw, and every word he uttered was filled with anger.

"Are you so afraid of me now?"

"The game isn't even halfway through."

"It hurts...it hurts." Jiang Wanqing's face wrinkled and tears welled up in her eyes.

Only then did Gu Shiche see the indwelling needle in her arm, with blood oozing out from the surrounding area.

He took a deep breath and finally let go of Jiang Wanqing's hand.

He felt a little distressed, but more of hatred.

The car started slowly.

Behind the car, Song Churan was riding a black motorcycle and had just arrived at the hospital entrance.