Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

Not far away, Song Churan climbed a big tree. Boys of this age are the most naughty.

He swung from the branches and lay down in the shade to rest.

He felt upset when he thought about his mother marrying the man named Song Wenyao tomorrow.

Adults always say that he is still young and a child doesn't understand anything.

But even as a child, he could tell at a glance that the man named Song Wenyao was a bad guy.

How bad! He doesn't love his mother, Lin Qianqian, at all.

The man looked at Lin Qianqian with empty and lifeless eyes, like the robots in the cartoons Song Churan watched.

It's the same few lines repeated over and over again, like a set program, mechanical and boring.

Song Churan hated that man.

Song Churan climbed up a tall tree trunk and sat on a branch, clinging tightly to the dry bark with his two little hands.

Autumn has arrived and the leaves are falling.

Every time he swung, dry yellow leaves would float down from the branches, making the whole tree even bareer.

Song Churan sat on a high place and looked into the villa through the bare branches.

Next to a huge floor-to-ceiling window, Chen Xinuo, Lin Qianqian and Ruan Ji were sitting in the lobby on the first floor.

Lin Qianqian held her chin with her left hand, showing off her big diamond ring intentionally or unintentionally.

Chen Xinuo and Aunt Ruan Jinuo looked distressed, as if they were arguing about something.

Aunt Chen grabbed Aunt Ruan's shoulders, looking very disappointed in her.

Song Churan's gaze shifted and fell parallel to the second floor of the villa.

The second floor of this villa is really strange.

The windows were closed and the curtains were drawn tightly, as if there was something shameful inside.

Suddenly, he saw the curtains of a room on the second floor move, as if someone had opened a small gap.

Song Churan saw that half of Jiang Wanqing's head was exposed.

In the room on the second floor, Jiang Wanqing stood on tiptoe, holding onto the windowsill with both hands, trying to open the window to get some fresh air.

Suddenly she smelled a very unpleasant smell of cigarette smoke on the second floor. It was so choking that it almost made her breathless, and she quickly escaped from the closet.

Song Churan's nostrils moved, and he vaguely smelled something, like something burning.

After a while, he saw flickering lights on the second floor. From a distance, it looked like someone had lit birthday candles.

The fire started on the second floor, not the first floor. Someone had lit it.

The next moment, Song Churan saw an escape ladder extending from the second-floor terrace.

The escape ladder was doused with gasoline in advance.

A man in a suit appeared in Song Churan's sight, dragging a handsome boy covered in bruises.

He could vaguely hear the conversation between the two.

The boy's face was covered with tears and his clothes were stained with blood. He spoke to the man in the suit in a mournful tone.

"Mr. Gu...they're all in there! Mom, Aunt Chen, Aunt Lin are all in there! And little sister Qingqing too!"

"It's because they are all inside that I want to set the fire and let them die together."

The man in the suit had eyes that were as dark as ink, and his deep voice seemed to reveal a hint of displeasure.

"One dared to cheat on me, Gu Ye, and the other wanted to pretend to be a good friend and hide it for her."

"And a filthy bastard! Damn them all, damn them all!"

"That girl's called Lin Qianqian. Although she has nothing to do with this matter, she chose to be a proper bride and join in the fun. Let's just consider it bad luck for her and the child."

The man in the suit had a sneer on his face, and his eyes were getting more and more angry.

"How about it, Gu Shiche, do you like the birthday present your father gave you?"

"Crowning your future with five lives is a lesson for you."

"As the future heir of the Gu family, you must be ruthless and cold-blooded."

“When the chess pieces in your hand are no longer useful, you should discard them immediately.”

"Dirty, rotten, and incomplete chess pieces should be thrown into the fire and burned to ashes."

The man in the suit suddenly burst into laughter, with a sick look written all over his face.

"This is the lesson my parents taught me, and now I will teach you myself."

"I will be a good teacher for you, don't worry."

The man in the suit patted the boy on the shoulder and pushed him down from the second-floor terrace, then slowly climbed down the escape ladder.

As soon as the man in the suit stood firmly, he took out a lighter from his pocket and ignited the escape ladder coated with gasoline.

In an instant, flames flickered and the fire on the second floor began to spread.

Gu Shiche rolled several times on the grass. His arm seemed to be broken and his body was in excruciating pain.

He just rolled under a big tree, and when he looked up, he saw Song Churan hiding on it.

Song Churan was extremely scared, and an unprecedented fear surged in his heart.

He climbed higher, moving softly and cautiously, sheltering himself in the remaining shade of the trees.

He was afraid that the boy would tell the man in the suit that there was a witness.

Then the man in the suit would come up and grab him and throw them both into the fire.

Under the tree, Gu Shiche closed his eyes, pretending not to see anything, and climbed up from the ground holding his broken arm.

He kept his lips tightly closed and said nothing.

The man in the suit didn't look up and dragged the weak Gu Shiche towards the car.

He spoke as he walked.

"Say goodbye to your fake mother and your group of bad friends."

"Oh, I forgot about that dirty bastard. I really wanted to torture her again, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance."

Gu Shiche was thrown into the trunk by him, dying.

It was the fifth personality that bore all the pain, stored these dark memories in its own mind, and then sealed them in a box.

Gu Ye put his hands in his pockets, looking at the villa in front of him surrounded by greedy flames, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The brighter the fire burned, the brighter the smile on his face became.

He pulled out the memory card for the villa surveillance and it was now lying quietly in his suit pocket.

As a high-ranking official, he is not afraid of the truth being discovered.

The reason why Gu Ye wanted to save the memory card was simply for appreciation.

Appreciate the fear and screams of those people when they are on the verge of death.

He is a highly disguised sociopath.

He used elegance, dignity and arrogance to cover up his extremely perverted heart.

He is indifferent to emotions, lacks a sense of guilt, likes to deprive others of their rights, and likes to watch others struggle to death in his hands.

Gu Ye is the real lunatic.

A true madman has no love in his heart, and no one will get his pity.

The more pitiful his prey is, the more he wants to torture it in order to gain inner pleasure.

Gu Ye looked at the villa where the fire was spreading, and heard their screams coming from inside, which he found particularly pleasant.

He opened his arms wide, as if enjoying this "music" that could be called a world-class symphony.

All the doors of the villa are intelligently controlled and have been locked in advance. All the windows are purchased according to bulletproof standards and are difficult to be smashed.

This luxurious villa is the coffin he prepared for several people.

A smile appeared on Gu Ye's lips.

"Goodbye, I've kept you alive until now just for this moment."

.......

After the surveillance footage finished playing, Lu Qi slumped in his chair.

Beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he couldn't even utter a word at this moment.

Lu Qi turned around and looked at Gu Shiche collapsed on the ground with tears on his face.

Gu Shiche stared blankly at the ceiling and slowly uttered a word.

"I...I will lose her, forever..."

Lu Qi closed his eyes, unable to hide the pain. He didn't know how to answer this question.

"Leave her, this evil relationship should end."