Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

"Are you stupid!"

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at her, his tone furious as he roared at her.

Jiang Wanqing trembled. It seemed that she had overthought. He was a cold-blooded devil.

She was so frightened that her whole body was shaking, and her tears flowed like broken strings, unable to stop.

She whimpered softly, "I'm sorry...Tokorashi, I was wrong."

She didn't know where she had gone wrong, but she just admitted her mistake out of habit.

Unexpectedly, that one wrong sentence irritated the man even more.

He pinched her little face coldly, and his expression became even gloomier.

"Wrong? Jiang Wanqing, I called you a fool, and you..."

He felt a surge of anger in his heart, clenched his fists tightly, and slammed them hard on the backrest behind her.

That's why she was bullied in school. She kept humming like an idiot even when people scolded her like that!

What a fool!

Jiang Wanqing trembled with fear and her face turned even paler.

She didn't know what she had done to offend him, nor did she know what she should reflect on.

Is it wrong for her to say sorry?

The more Jiang Wanqing thought about it, the more she collapsed. The grievance and anger surged in her heart: "Then I'm not wrong! You called me an idiot, it's all your fault!"

She rubbed the corner of her clothes helplessly, tears welling up in her eyes. She lowered her head and closed her eyes in grievance.

She was waiting for the man's wrath to fall upon her.

For a long time, the storm did not come.

Jiang Wanqing opened her eyes cautiously, only to see the man's red eyes and his big hand very close to her face.

He raised his hand and gently ruffled her hair.

"That's right, if someone scolds you, you should scold them back."

"If anyone dares to touch you, you'll just call Shi Che brother."

Gu Shiche's voice was indifferent, as if he was suppressing something.

He tried to raise the corners of his lips to smile, turned his head, and sat quietly beside her.

Jiang Wanqing was a little uncomfortable with his sudden behavior.

She was about to lose her temper, but ended up kicking the cotton, and the anger that had been suppressed in her heart was inexplicably extinguished.

The car started slowly, and the passing scene was particularly familiar.

This is the way to the Gu family's old house.

"Why are we going back to the old house?" Jiang Wanqing asked cautiously, breaking the silence between the two.

"Take the household registration book." Gu Shiche answered in a low voice, his words concise.

His voice is clear, noble, and has a casual and relaxed feel.

Jiang Wanqing's eyes widened, unable to clearly read his expression. "What are you...taking the household registration book for?"

Gu Shiche turned his head with a stern face and stared at her: "Are you possessed by a hundred thousand whys? Why do you have so many questions?"

Jiang Wanqing immediately closed her mouth and pursed her lips in grievance.

"Of course we need the household registration booklet to register for marriage." He added lightly.

"Get married!" Her big, wet eyes stared at him. "Who's getting married? You?"

"Well, yes, I'm getting married." He looked at her shocked expression with a calm face.

"And then, there's you."

"I don't want it! I don't want it!" She shook her head frantically, resisting this matter from the bottom of her heart.

Could the fiancée he just mentioned in the classroom be true?

Gu Shiche snorted coldly from his throat, his voice extremely sinister: "You don't want it?"

He constantly exuded a cold aura, making the people around him tremble with fear and dare not breathe.

A big hand with distinct joints grabbed her, dragged her over, and pinched her waist hard.

"Do you think... you really have the right to choose?"

He picked up the phone with his other hand and unlocked it. The picture showed a dying woman lying on a hospital bed with tubes inserted into her body.

Only the dripping sound of the instrument indicated that the person was still alive.

"mom!"

Jiang Wanqing reached out and tried to grab the phone so that she could take a closer look at herself.

Gu Shiche stepped back and dodged nimbly. As soon as the screen went out, he leaned close to the woman's ear and smiled.

He gently held the woman's earlobe in his mouth, and his tongue flexibly teased her sensitive area.

"If you obey, Zhou Yuhe won't die. If you don't obey, I will stop donating now."

"Guess how many days Zhou Yuhe will die without money?"

"Whether you want her to live or die is up to you."

Jiang Wanqing's face turned pale and her throat was so stuffy that she couldn't speak.

Her pitiful red eyes met the man's gloomy gaze, and she begged in a low voice: "Brother Shi Che, I will be obedient. I will do anything you ask me to do."

"Okay, very good." He smiled evilly.

"Now, you should find a way to please me. I'm very angry."

"Ah?" Jiang Wanqing was stunned, not knowing what he meant.

Gu Shiche sneered and stared at her: "I'll count to three, three, two..."

Before he could finish counting, her lips moved forward and kissed him awkwardly.

"not enough."

Jiang Wanqing made up her mind, leaned forward, and hooked her trembling hands around his neck.

Her movements were extremely clumsy.

"Mmm...Mmm..." She was breathless from the kiss and was clamped by the man, unable to move.

He is just like poison, with a seductive appearance and a small dose of poison. Although I want to push him away in my heart, I become addicted to him and my body becomes soft.

The familiar scent enveloped her, but now it had a hint of ambiguity.

His black eyes flickered slightly under the gold-rimmed glasses, and while she still had her eyes closed, he stared coldly at her eyelashes.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

......

The car stopped at the door of the old house, and before they got out, a woman in luxurious clothes rushed out.

She looks only in her thirties, but she is actually almost fifty.

This woman is Mrs. Gu.

However, she is not Gu Shiche’s biological mother, but his stepmother, Liu Mei.

Gu Shiche's mother died when he was very young, and Liu Mei took the opportunity to ascend to the throne.

Gu Shiche and her did not have a good relationship, but Mrs. Gu always had the nerve to catch up with him and put on his cold face.

Especially after Gu Shiche's father Gu Ye was paralyzed, the power of the group was in his hands.

This willow eyebrow is like a noisy fly, buzzing in his ear every day.

"Hey! Tokitoru is back!"

Mrs. Gu, wearing an elegant cheongsam, came forward gracefully with a cheerful look on her face.

But the first one to come down was Jiang Wanqing.

"Why is it you? What bad luck."

Mrs. Gu rolled her eyes upwards and didn't want to give her any good face.

Everyone in the old house knew that Liu Mei didn't like Jiang Wanqing, and they always liked to make things difficult for her.

Behind her, Gu Shiche held her waist and said coldly, "Indeed, seeing you makes me feel unlucky."

As soon as she saw Gu Shiche, Mrs. Gu's eyes lit up and she immediately put on a standard fake smile.

She walked up to him familiarly and tried to hook his arm, but the man dodged her.

With her hands empty, Mrs. Gu smiled awkwardly and pulled her hair awkwardly with her hands.

"Shi Che, why didn't you tell me in advance when you came back? I could have asked the servants to cook some of your favorite dishes."

"No need, I'll just come back to get something and leave."

After saying that, the man gently put his arm around her waist, pulled her closer, and walked inside.

Mrs. Gu stared at his hand with a seductive look and was suddenly shocked.

She hurriedly followed him, her tone particularly soft: "Shi Che, what did you come back for? I'll ask the servant to get it for you."

"Household registration book."

It was difficult for him to say even one more word.

"Shi Che, what are you doing with the household registration booklet?"

After going up the stairs, the man turned around and said in a gloomy voice, "Do you have any problem with getting married?"

After he finished speaking, he tightened his grip a little more and held Jiang Wanqing tightly in his arms.

"What! Get married!!!" Mrs. Gu's voice was even louder than Jiang Wanqing's just now, and her voice echoed throughout the entire building.

"With whom? With her?"