Help! The yandere's beloved pet wants to escape

【nursing home】

A skinny man was lying on the hospital bed, with a ventilator on his head and tubes inserted all over his body.

Only the ticking sound of the electrocardiogram proved that the person was still alive.

He is Gu Ye.

Gu Shiche's father.

In the accident thirteen years ago, Jiang Wanqing's father died while trying to save Mr. Gu.

Gu Ye was severely burned in the accident, with burns covering 60% of his body.

And due to carbon monoxide poisoning, he suffered severe brain damage and became a vegetable.

He lay there for thirteen years.

Old Mrs. An stood in front of the bed with a complicated look in her eyes.

"Son, you've been asleep for more than ten years. For these thirteen years, I've cried every day."

"Please, wake up."

As she spoke, the emotions that Mrs. An had just suppressed came up again and she covered her face and cried.

Suddenly, there was a bang and the door of the ward was opened.

Gu Shiche and his group walked in.

He looked calm and bowed to Mrs. An.

"Grandma, okay."

His tone was brief and forceful, and his handsome face, stern and unsmiling, had a cold air that kept strangers away.

Jiang Wanqing followed behind him and imitated him, bowing awkwardly, "Hello, Grandma An."

Although she was taken to the Gu family at the age of eight, she had never met Gu Ye and Old Lady An.

After Gu Ye became a vegetable, Mrs. An stayed in the nursing home and personally took care of her paralyzed son.

When Mrs. An saw him, she looked at Jiang Wanqing who was hiding behind him with her head down, and her expression suddenly changed.

She stomped the cane in her hand, making a loud bang.

"Unfilial son! You unfilial son! Look at what a mess you've made! You've brought shame upon the Gu family!"

Old Mrs. An raised her cane high and pointed at Gu Shiche angrily.

"Your Majesty!"

Gu Shiche knelt on the ground without saying a word.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the old man in front of him with a calm expression.

Old Madam An's cloudy grey eyes fell on Jiang Wanqing behind him, and she spoke in a sinister tone.

"Just for this unpresentable woman? A drinking companion and plaything?!"

"Gu Shiche! Don't think I don't know what happened to you abroad."

She pointed her cane viciously at Jiang Wanqing and glared at her.

"For this woman, you actually mobilized your family's mercenaries? And you even shot and killed the second son of the Song family?! You're so brave!"

"Gu Shiche! You're crazy! Did this woman put a curse on you?!"

"Are you doing this right for your father, for me, and for this family?"

Since the death of Mr. Gu, most of the group's shares have been transferred to Mrs. An's name.

So Mrs. An is the biggest boss behind the Gu Group.

And Gu Shiche is the executive president.

However, Mrs. An didn't care about anything else and only cared about her paralyzed son in bed.

So, from another perspective, Gu Shiche is the one who truly holds power.

Old Mrs. An's face gradually became ferocious, and she covered her chest and gasped.

"Rebellious son! How could the Gu family produce a scum like you!"

Gu Shiche's black eyes, like black jade, narrowed slightly, his gaze cold.

"Qingqing is not a woman who can't be on the stage, nor is she a plaything."

His expression was unclear, but he looked at Mrs. An fearlessly: "She is my fiancée, my love."

"Grandma, please watch your words."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for not caring about family ties."

His face was half hidden in the shadows, and his deep, magnetic voice carried an increasingly strong sense of aggression.

Old Mrs. An was furious.

"What? You're going to make your own grandma angry over a toy?!"

"I repeat, she is not a plaything, she is my fiancée."

His pair of black eyes, like a bottomless cold pool, looked up at her quietly.

"Rebellious son! Someone, bring the Gu family's ancestral teaching stick."

"Today I'm going to punish you with family discipline! Beat this rebellious son to death!"

Gu Shiche looked back at her coldly.

Someone brought over an extremely thick whip, which was the teaching whip passed down from the Gu family.

"Kneel down! Don't make a sound! No matter how painful it is, you have to endure it!"

Old Mrs. An raised the whip and lashed at him hard.

Snapped!

A whip hit Gu Shiche, and his skin was immediately torn and blood was oozing out.

He had already suffered a gunshot wound and had not yet fully recovered. The blow tore his clothes apart and stained his coat with blood.

Jiang Wanqing exclaimed.

Snapped!

With another whip, Gu Shiche became a bloody man, with blood continuously flowing down the wound, and the wound broke open directly.

He bit his lips so hard that they turned white.

"Gu Shiche! You contradicted your elders and even got engaged in secret. Do you know you're wrong?!"

"Are you going to marry that unpresentable woman or not? Ah! Are you going to marry her or not?!"

Old Mrs. An held up the bloody whip and looked at him furiously.

Blood was oozing from the corner of Gu Shiche's mouth, and his mouth was full of blood.

He swallowed the bloody taste in his throat, his deep black eyes trembled, and he raised them to look at her.

"I... am not wrong."

"Even if you beat me to death, I will... marry you."

Gu Shiche was so weak that he was about to collapse. He supported his body with his hands and pried up his heavy eyelids to provoke her.

Beneath his knees was a pool of blood.

With a puff, Gu Shiche spat out a mouthful of blood.

Old Mrs. An was so angry that her hands holding the whip were shaking.

"Unfilial son....What an unfilial son!"

"If you didn't have half my son's blood in you, I wouldn't bother with you at all!"

"Alright, didn't you say you'd marry me even if I beat you to death? I'm going to beat you to death today! And I'm going to suck all that dirty blood out of you!"

Old Lady An raised the whip in her hand and whipped it again.

With this whip, Gu Shiche would probably be in great danger.

The whistling sound of whips was heard.

The next second, Jiang Wanqing stood in front of him and blocked the whip with her back.

"Ah!" She screamed in pain, her back was in so much pain that her scalp went numb.

There was a long whip mark on her back, and blood was constantly oozing out.

Old Mrs. An paused.

The Gu family's ancestral teaching stick cannot be used to hit outsiders, which breaks the rules.

"Get out of the way! You woman! How can the Gu family's whip be stained with your dirty blood!"

Old Mrs. An had a ferocious look on her face and she grabbed her arm and pulled her out.

Jiang Wanqing bit her lip and cried in pain.

But she held on tightly to Gu Shiche, who was covered in blood, and shook her head slightly.

"Grandma An...please don't hit him anymore. He's seriously injured...If you keep hitting him like this, he'll die."

"If you want to get angry, come at me. I'll take the whip for him."

Jiang Wanqing stood firmly in front of him, with her arms wide open to protect him.

Gu Shiche raised his eyelids with difficulty, his slender hands were covered in blood.

He slowly raised his head, wiped away the tears on her face, and smiled with difficulty.

"Fool."

Then, Gu Shiche clenched his fists, and the madness in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

He supported himself with his hands in the pool of blood and stood up unsteadily.

Gu Shiche sneered sinisterly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, and trembled with pain all over.

"Grandma, today you...had seizures and bled."

"I don't owe you anything... From now on, if you dare to touch her again..."

"I will... let you know how terrifying the monster you cultivated is."

Old Mrs. An's eyes were red and she suddenly didn't dare to look at him.

The oppressive feeling that cannot be looked at directly...

"You...you!" Old Mrs. An dropped the whip in anger.

He reached out with a trembling hand and grasped her.

"Baby...it's time to go home."