Lu Siao was almost beaten to death before being thrown out of the hospital.
Because his answer to Cha Jiu was——
"I have no idea."
Yes, he doesn't know.
What he got from his parents was hatred, and what he got from Angel Island was cruelty and killing.
He wasn't sure whether he had pure love for Cha Jiu or a sudden possessiveness.
But Lu Siao was certain of one thing.
He wants her.
From body to soul, he wanted to leave his unique mark on every inch of her body. He wanted to make her tremble in his arms and lift her snow-white neck...
This pathological possessiveness became even stronger when Lu Siao met Cha Jiu tonight and returned to the apartment alone.
In his apartment with no lights on, he gently stroked a photo he had plucked from the Angel Island bulletin board.
Above is Cha Jiu wearing a black uniform.
Black.
Tonight her stockings were also black, with little bows on them, so cute.
"Wen Er..."
Among the hoarse and rough voices, this name was the only one that was pronounced tenderly.
Lu Siao's breathing gradually became faster, and his cold silver-gray eyes were stained with a glimmer of crazy lust.
His thoughts seemed to be stuck on the cold sink, moving up inch by inch, caressing her weak and boneless hands, to the crimson-stained slender porcelain neck, and then to...
Her tears of grievance and sadness.
Lu Siao suddenly calmed down.
Five minutes later, he dialed the phone.
The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up. The person on the other end was cursing with a strong temper.
"The innocent big female monkey." Lu Siao interrupted him and asked calmly: "What should you do if you make a girl angry?"
He only knows how to use unscrupulous means and deceive, but he doesn't know how to coax Cha Jiu.
Angel Island doesn’t teach either.
The man in the suit was the only normal human male he knew, so he might have some insights in this regard.
The man in the suit was annoyed: "I'm just your contact, not your mother. Don't ask me about picking up girls, especially after twelve o'clock, okay?"
After that, the person on the other end hung up the phone.
Lucio frowned.
When he was about to call again, the man in the suit called back.
"What women want is very simple, money and love. Money is reflected in gifts, and love is made through hard work. Do you understand? Now, I'm warning you, don't call me again!"
The other party hung up the phone again.
Lucio looked at the ceiling, thoughtfully.
…
One of Wen Yuan's hands was inexplicably fractured while talking to Cha Jiu. The doctor said that even after treatment, it is likely to affect subsequent recovery and use.
Wen Qing also encountered a car accident while being sent to Aocheng, and became a paralyzed vegetative state for life.
When something happened to their children, Hu Yun was in agony and insisted that it was Cha Jiu and the Lin family.
Although Wen's father had no evidence, he still suspected that Cha Jiu was involved.
He specially invited Cha Jiu to the study, and said in a stern tone: "Did you do these two things?"
Although Father Wen loves Cha Jiu, he doesn't like her doing things against her will.
He was the one who made the decision to send Wen Qing back to Aocheng. If Cha Jiu did it secretly, he would unintentionally challenge his authority.
Moreover, Wen Yuan was considered a useful talent in managing the company, and Wen's father wanted to continue to train him to do things for him in the future.
But now that Wen Yuan's hand is disabled, many things have been interrupted.
Father Wen was particularly dissatisfied with this.
How could Chajiu not understand what Father Wen was thinking?
She crossed her arms and said with a willful attitude: "If it was me who did it, I wouldn't be stupid enough to do it when Wen Yuan is alone. Wen Qing is the same. I think it will be easy for her to die. Just say a word to the Lin family. , do you still want to go to such trouble to cause a car accident?"
Father Wen thought so after thinking about it.
But he really didn't like Cha Jiu's reliance on the Lin family between words.
"Wen You, the Wen family is your family, and I am your father. Even if you really want to seek justice, you should talk to me instead of relying too much on the Lin family."
Cha Jiu raised his eyebrows: "Really?"
Father Wen nodded: "Of course it's true."
Chajiu now became interested, pulled out the chair in front of Wen's father's desk, sat down, and took stock of how Hu Yun and Wen Qing had framed her over the years.
Father Wen listened and frowned: "These things are old and rotten. There is no evidence to support them. What's the use of pursuing them now?"
Chajiu shrugged: "You asked me to say it again."
Father Wen sighed softly: "Wen You, even if what you said is true, everything has passed. You have become more open-minded and focused on your future marriage with Shenhai Group. I have spent so much time cultivating you, It’s not for you to worry about these little things in the house.”
Chajiu had already expected this result, stood up, and said with a chuckle: "Look, you have never asked for the justice I want, so why don't I rely on the Lin family?"
The Lin family insisted on driving away Wen Qing, partly because of Cha Jiu.
Father Wen was speechless.
Chajiu stayed in the hospital for many days. She was very tired, and her mind continued to be entangled with Father Wen here.
She waved her hand and slipped back to her room to take a bath.
…
The hot mist is lingering, the sound of water is faint, and Miao Man's figure is looming through the glass door of the bathroom.
Flounder's big eyes lay on the desk with a squeaking sound, and he was about to enjoy the spring scenery when he was crushed by a hard fist.
Three dimensions became two, and Flounder glared at the visitor with tears in his eyes.
Lu Siao's silver-grey eyes without a trace of warmth stared at it coldly, and spoke ruthlessly from his thin lips: "If you dare to stay in her room again, or have any rude actions or thoughts, I will throw you back." Angel Island.”
"I believe District 5 will definitely be interested in a thinking eyeball."
Flounder's arrogance suddenly disappeared, he jumped off the table tremblingly, and rolled out of the room.
"Who's out there?"
Chajiu was washing when he suddenly heard a sound.
…
The end of this chapter needs to be revised! Wait for me ten minutes!
