On the day of her return to China, she was tied up and coaxed by the richest man to get her marriage

Yu Jinzhao followed Si Qing into the interrogation room.

This is an underground prison built by Longyan in the suburbs of Beijing, where criminals are interrogated.

The prison was heavily guarded, with dark red walls that looked like blood had been splashed onto a dark abyss. The air was damp and bloody, and the prisoners' screams echoed from inside the cells, making it feel like hell.

The guards outside the cage saw Si Qing and Yu Jinzhao and immediately bowed respectfully, their powerful voices echoing in the air.

"Mr. Si, Mrs. Si."

Yu Jinzhao nodded to them, his nerves on edge. He had no time to think about how they knew him. He just stared straight ahead at Si Qing's tall and straight back, feeling incredibly flustered.

I don't know why Si Qing brought her to this godforsaken place. Is he going to chop her into pieces?

Si Qing arrived at the center of the hall and sat down on the grand chair.

In the cage before him, a criminal was hanging on a cross, his hands and legs nailed into wooden stakes, his body beaten until his skin was torn and bleeding, a horrifying sight.

Yu Jinzhao had a vague recollection of this prisoner; it seemed to be the one Si Qing had arrested at the bar last night.

"Master, we've already used torture, but this traitor still refuses to reveal where his hideout is!" the guard who was interrogating him reported.

Si Qing leaned back lazily, casually propping up one leg. Beneath the straight lines of his suit trousers, a section of pale, cold ankle stretched out, its bone structure sharp and its smooth lines both cold and alluring.

He lowered his eyes, toying with the Buddhist prayer beads on his wrist, a faint, playful smile appearing on his face, gentle and slow.

"Oh, so stubborn?"

Yin Zhuo stood respectfully beside Yu Jinzhao and said, "Madam, please sit down."

Yu Jinzhao was feeling uneasy and didn't dare to breathe loudly. Suddenly being called out, he frantically shook his head, indicating that he didn't need to worry about him and should ignore his existence.

But Si Qing still glanced at her and called her, "Mrs. Si."

He casually stretched out his long legs and lightly tapped his fingers on the armrest of the armchair.

"come over."

Yu Jinzhao closed his eyes and walked up to him with a stiff upper lip.

Si Qing raised his wrist, and the guard immediately presented him with a pair of black leather gloves.

The man slowly put it on, fastening the clasp with one hand. The black color intertwined with the scarlet of the dungeon, creating a dark and mad atmosphere.

He stood up, grabbed Yu Jinzhao's chin through his black gloves, and forced her to look up at him.

"Do you have any good suggestions for dealing with such an ungrateful person?"

Yu Jinzhao has an exceptionally strong sense of danger. She had just had an unpleasant encounter with Si Qing a moment ago, and now Si Qing was asking her this question—

Even though he was referring to the traitor as someone who didn't know what was good for him, she inexplicably felt that he was including her in the list of those who didn't know what was good for them.

Is his revenge on her finally about to begin?

Cold sweat seeped from her temples. Yu Jinzhao wanted to escape, but with the eyes of death watching her, she couldn't take a step.

The girl tried to remain calm, her eyes darting away from Si Qing's sharp, cold gaze. She said in a low voice, "The traitor deserves to die. Master Si spared his life to obtain useful information. Since we can't get him to talk, we should punish him severely according to the law."

Si Qing gave her a deep look, his cold smile deepening. He abruptly lowered his hand, turned back to Yin Zhuo, and commanded, "Dagger."

Yin Zhuo immediately took out a dagger, sheathed it, and handed it to Si Qing.

Si Qing held the sharp dagger and casually brandished it in front of the traitor. Then he pressed the blade against the other man's neck and slashed upwards, leaving bloody gashes wherever he went.

"Then... how about a live dissection?" Si Qing's voice was low and slow, with a drawn-out tone at the end, giving off a languid sexiness.

Her voice was alluring, but the words she spoke were inhuman.

Not to mention the traitor who was right next to him, who was instantly overcome with fear and trembling, the entire underground interrogation room fell silent after he finished speaking.

Yu Jinzhao's face stiffened, and he met Si Qing's gaze with a blank expression.

Eyes facing each other.

The man said in a harsh voice, "Skin him, remove his tendons, and cut him into pieces. That would look so good."

Having said that, Si Qing tightened his grip, and the traitor finally screamed in agony and terror. But Si Qing raised his eyes and let the blood slide down the dagger onto his black gloves, and then soak into his Buddhist prayer beads.

"Where should we start the incision?"

The mixture of blood and the scent of sandalwood is like a collision between hell and heaven. Despite doing the cruelest things, it still exudes an air of noble arrogance. Anyone who sees it would have to call it perverted!

Yu Jinzhao studied traditional Chinese medicine and wasn't afraid of dissection, but Si Qing was clearly making an example of her to warn others. She couldn't stand by and watch.

Live dissection—how could he even think of such a cruel and horrific torture!

"Master Si, may I not watch it?" Yu Jinzhao asked softly.

Under Si Qing's scrutiny, she mentally went through the saddest things in her life before feigning pitifulness and saying...

"I am afraid."

Si Qing stared into the girl's trembling dark eyes. She looked pitiful and trembling with fear, but Si Qing had interrogated so many prisoners, how could he not know whether she was really scared?

"Then I'll show you." Si Qing licked his lips, and with a swift motion, he severed the traitor's fingers.

The traitor was in so much pain that his whole body was convulsing, and he didn't even have the strength to scream.

Yu Jinzhao: ...

What the hell?

Although I knew that Si Qing had become ruthless and cruel, seeing it with my own eyes was a different feeling altogether.

"I'll talk, I'll talk, I'll confess everything!" the traitor cried out in alarm, surrendering instantly.

The guards around breathed a sigh of relief and exclaimed in admiration, "Master Si is truly awesome!"

Si Qing tossed the dagger to Yin Zhuo, took off his leather gloves and threw them on the ground, then reached out and pulled Yu Jinzhao, who was standing there dumbfounded, to his side.

Yu Jinzhao's heart pounded like a drum, enveloped by the shadow pressing down on him, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.

Now that the chicken is dealt with, it's time for her, the monkey!

"Did you see clearly?" Si Qing's cold tiger's mouth pinched her chin, the rough calluses on his palms rubbing painfully against the side of her neck.

The man's voice was sophisticated and moving, conveying a sense of gentle affection.

But Yu Jinzhao felt that his "kindness" made him even crazier!

Her body was tense, and the sound of her rapidly beating heart and breathing mingled together, making it impossible to tell which was more rapid.

He pressed closer, his aggression intense, the tip of his boots pressing against the girl's delicate, white toes peeking out from her slender heels, forcing Yu Jinzhao to shrink back, her fragile back pressed against the cold metal cage.

She was like a caged bird, imprisoned by the demon king of hell in his city, unable to escape.

Si Qing raised his other arm and placed it near her ear, creating a very intimate half-encirclement around her.

His voice, deep and resonant like mist and clouds, carried a tender and alluring quality amidst the blood-soaked, damp cage.

"Those who betray will go to hell."

Yu Jinzhao's eyes drooped slightly, and her long, curled eyelashes fell to the ground, creating a beautiful floral shadow, giving her a quiet and gentle appearance.

She was a wise woman who knew when to yield, and firmly said, "Don't worry, Mr. Si, we are husband and wife. I will be loyal to you and will never betray you."

Si Qing had known her for many years, so he could see how insincere Yu Jinzhao's attitude towards him was now, lacking the lively and assertive manner she used to be.

The man's hand moved down, gripping her neck instead. The tenderness in his eyes vanished completely, replaced by a sinister, wicked glint.

"If you're loyal, then behave yourself and be my wife. Don't let me find out you're seeing other men, or you'll be the next one to be dissected."