Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

Gu Shiche sent people to track the helicopter.

After all, a helicopter is something so conspicuous that its whereabouts can be traced without any effort.

Song Churan took the unconscious Jiang Wanqing to a secret villa.

There were many people patrolling around the villa with rifles. I think it should be the lair of the local gangs.

Song Churan's poisonous roots abroad were deeper than he had imagined.

In China, he is an innocent graduate student, but abroad, he is a gangster involved in the underworld. The contrast is really big.

Lu Qi frowned and gathered his thoughts: "This kind of gang area, even the local police dare not set foot in it casually. If you rush in rashly, you will probably die."

"If things go wrong, it might even hurt Sister Wanqing."

"Why not... look for clues from the people in the club and see if anyone knows his next plan."

Gu Shiche also agreed with him.

Judging from his actions just now, Song Churan is simply a lunatic who is willing to hurt her to threaten herself.

No matter what, Jiang Wanqing's safety is the most important.

There was silence in the club hall.

Everyone present, whether they were club staff or guests, was detained in the lobby.

Men kept crying out, "Please, let me go. I have a wife and children at home."

Lu Qi sneered: "If you really care about your wife and children, why would you appear in a place like this?"

At this moment, Gu Shiche was sitting on the sofa in the booth, quietly watching the surveillance camera in the club.

When Jiang Wanqing's face appeared in the surveillance video, his heart ached.

He tightly grasped the wedding ring that was supposed to be on her hand, his expression slightly dazed.

She must be so helpless.

Damn.

Damn it! Why did he test her that day and watch her disappear?

Gu Shiche's throat felt like something was blocking it, making it uncomfortable and painful.

Amidst the noisy surveillance footage, Jiang Wanqing cried and said to Ayu, "My fiancé will definitely come. He will definitely come to see me."

He paused for about half a minute, his eyes like the rain outside, sad and desolate.

He saw her being forced to pour the wine.

He saw her being slapped.

He saw her kneeling on the ground covered with broken glass.

Gu Shiche pinched his fingertips into his palm and slowly stood up.

The leather shoes soon stopped in front of the fat man named Mr. Wang.

The fat and big-eared man didn't dare to look up at all, and his eyes were only fixed on the trouser legs of his black suit.

"Mr. Gu... Mr. Gu! I really didn't know that was the Madam!"

"If I knew it was your wife, I wouldn't dare to do it even if I had ten times the courage!"

The fat man's eyes went dark. He was so unlucky that he actually messed with Gu Shiche's woman.

He grabbed Gu Shiche's suit trouser legs and cried bitterly.

"Boss Gu! That bastard Song Churan ordered me to do this! Please, please let me live!"

Beside the fat man, Ayu raised his head and pointed at him: "You're talking nonsense! How do you usually harm girls?"

"Just now in the box, he was yelling about sleeping with that girl and making dirty jokes to her! He even slapped her!"

"You damn woman! Don't add fuel to the fire in front of Mr. Gu!" The fat man stopped crying and glared at Ayu fiercely.

Gu Shiche slowly squatted down, his aura icy cold.

He patted the fat man's face, and his flesh trembled.

"I don't want to live anymore if I humiliate Qingqing."

His voice was calm, as if he was talking about what to eat tonight, but it scared the fat man so much that his hair stood on end.

"Mr. Gu... Mr. Gu! No... I still want to live..."

Bang! Gu Shiche could no longer suppress his anger and violently kicked his fat belly.

The man was kicked several meters away and his head hit the pillar in the hall hard.

A big hole was knocked out on the back of the fat man's head. He struggled in pain for a few times and then fainted.

Screams were heard in the hall, and no one dared to breathe.

"Drag him away, don't let him die too comfortably." Gu Shiche said coldly.

Ayu raised her head and looked at him in shock.

"Are you sister Qing's fiancé?"

"Ah."

"It turns out what she said was true. You will really come back to find her."

"Ah."

Gu Shiche slowly turned his head and looked at her expressionlessly.

It was the woman in the surveillance video who wiped Qingqing's tears, so... spare her life.

He turned his head away, but the gloomy look on his face remained.

After a few seconds, Ayu stood up and said with determination: "Brother-in-law Qing, I know where Song Churan will go next!"

......

Jiang Wanqing was in a sea of fire.

The crackling sound of the burning flames and the woman's screams intertwined together, forming a huge net that trapped the helpless woman inside.

She could only watch the fire burn towards her.

Screaming in pain, but to no avail.

"Save me! Save me!"

Why does her voice sound so babyish?

A piece of steel bar was about to fall and hit her on the head.

Jiang Wanqing suddenly opened her eyes, and cold sweat soaked her pillow.

Her throat felt very dry and her skin felt a little sore.

"woke up?"

Song Churan sat on the edge of the bed, holding a pair of pliers in his hand, picking out the broken glass from her knee and then applying medicine to her.

Jiang Wanqing screamed in fright and shrank back.

Song Churan raised his head indifferently and looked at her expressionlessly.

"Where is this?" Jiang Wanqing looked around vigilantly.

The curtains were all drawn, and the surroundings were filled with medieval palace decorations. The most important thing was that there was a wall inside the house that was covered with weapons.

"It doesn't matter where it is, you just need to stay by my side."

He grabbed Jiang Wanqing's ankles, pulled her over, and sat directly on her calves.

Dip a cotton swab in the cool solution and gently apply it to her wound.

Jiang Wanqing struggled to pull her legs free.

"Don't move, otherwise... I might do something else to you." Song Churan warned her lightly, his eyes cold.

Her memory only stopped at Gu Shiche standing in the hall, and then it became fragmented.

She stared warily at Song Churan who was concentrating on applying the medicine.

"Why did you do this? I don't understand what grudge Gu Shiche has against you? What grudge does your family have against you?"

"You're leaving the job of the second young master of the Song family to do that shady business."

Song Churan broke the cotton swab, slowly raised his head to look at him, his eyes filled with anger.

for a long time.

He scoffed and continued applying medicine to her: "Do you really not remember anything?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about."

Song Churan pursed his lips, his tone calm: "That fire, and our time in the orphanage, you can't remember anything?"

Jiang Wanqing was stunned.

The next moment, her wrist was grabbed by the man and pulled towards him with considerable force.

She raised her head and met Song Churan's gloomy gaze.

"It seems like I really can't remember, otherwise I wouldn't fall in love with a demon like Gu Shiche."

"Then let Brother Chu Ran help you recall the past, how about that?"

He curled his lips into a smile.

There was a fleeting flash of fragility in his eyes, like a falling leaf.

"Your mom, my mom, and his mom are good friends who have been playing together since they were young."

"Gu Shiche's mother and your mother both married into wealthy families, but my mother didn't."

"But she was jealous, so she became Song Wenyao's mistress and gave birth to me, her illegitimate child, without the knowledge of the Song family."

Song Churan's smile became forced and weak, and his eyes were a little dull.

"I was an illegal hukou holder until I was six years old. Without my biological father's signature, I couldn't even get a birth certificate."

"My mother finally waited until the Song family's wife passed away, and Song Wenyao finally agreed to marry my mother, but she died on the eve of the wedding."

"Gu Shiche's birthday is coming up, his mother is treating everyone, and everyone's gathered together."

"Suddenly Gu Shiche went crazy and burned the house down."

"A fire killed my mother and your parents."

Song Churan's voice was a little hoarse, and he looked at her with red eyes.

"Then, the Song family disowned me, and we were both sent to an orphanage according to procedure."

"Zhou Yuhe was your wet nurse. You stayed in the orphanage for a week, and then Zhou Yuhe came to pick you up."

"And I stayed in the orphanage for three years."

"Three years!!"

Song Churan closed his eyes and calmed the turmoil in his heart.

"Three years later, Song Wenyao sent someone to pick me up, and he had only one purpose."

"To create a competitive environment for his good-for-nothing eldest son."