Chu Wuyang slowly awoke, but before she was fully conscious, she was disturbed by the noise outside.

Feeling unwell all over, she shook her head, trying hard to recall what had happened last night.

In an instant, all the memories flooded in. As if remembering something, she got up in a panic and was about to go find that person.

Because of his physical weakness, he stumbled and bumped into tables and chairs, making noises.

As she pushed open the door, the butler looked at her with a pleading expression.

After being pressed for details, Chu Wuyang's already pale face became completely bloodless.

She ran to the backyard in a daze, and in her haste, she even lost one of her slippers.

The scene in the courtyard made Chu Wuyang's heart clench. She endured her discomfort and struggled to stay upright.

Jing Min stood in the courtyard, gun raised, his cold, aloof figure obscuring his expression.

The dark muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at the young maid to one side.

The maid was being held firmly by a burly bodyguard and couldn't break free at all. Her mouth opened and closed, but it was impossible to hear what she was saying.

But her expression of terror and fear was clearly visible, and her body language conveyed despair and pleading.

Just as Jingmin fired his gun,

Chu Wuyang, with a sudden burst of strength, rushed forward and shoved Jing Min hard.

Jing Min also stumbled, almost falling, and the gun in his hand veered off course.

Before Jing Min could react, a slap landed across his face, and for a moment, everyone present was stunned.

The shocking slap brought people to their senses before they realized whether they had seen it or not.

Those who could avoid it did so, and those who couldn't turned away, burying their heads in their chests as if they wanted to.

In the first rays of sunlight, she roared at him.

"You madman, you ruthless killer, you're the one who deserves to die the most!"

The slap stunned Jing Min. Hearing her insults, Leng You's eyes darkened.

He slowly raised his hand to touch his burning cheek; she had used all her strength.

The red handprint was especially noticeable on his pale, sickly face.

Jing Min gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with two fingers, his fingers lightly tracing the blood. Instead of being angry, he smiled.

"Hmph! I thought it was something else, but it turns out you're here to avenge your ex-lover."

"Fine! You've got the energy, huh? Well, you'd better watch out."

Jing Min hadn't forgotten how cold she had been since they arrived. Not only did she not take care of him while he was sick, but she didn't even visit him once.

He tried to be understanding and give her enough space, but what he got in return was a scene of her nestled in her ex-fiancé's arms.

Since that's the case, then he'll put away all his tolerance and understanding.

Chu Wuyang only realized she was afraid when she saw the increasingly wide, chilling smile on his lips.

She remembered him smiling like that a while ago; it was a premonition of his anger.

The images of those brutal punishments played on repeat, like footage of a slaughterhouse.

As Jingmin reached out, she quickly and forcefully grabbed onto a nearby pillar, as if clinging to a lifeline in the deep sea.

"Get away from me! You injured Yang Jinchu, killed Maria, and now you want to commit further violence? You're terrifying, you monster!"

The angry shouts recounted his numerous misdeeds.

But Jingmin, already furious, had automatically filtered out the content of her words.

The name Yang Jinchu can be heard clearly at any time.

Jing Min pulled the person into his arms and effortlessly hoisted them up.

Chu Wuyang was dragged back to the bedroom, howling all the way. Her weak body and hoarse voice were caused by the extreme emotional fluctuations.

"You're insane! Let me go, you might as well kill me!"

After Jingmin threw the person onto the bed, You immediately stepped forward to subdue them, quickly untying his tie and binding their hands.

He scoffed.

"Stop yelling, save your energy for fucking me to death in bed, I'd be happy to."

He leaned down and got straight to the point.

Seeing that he was serious, and recalling Yun Yang's comings and goings at the villa, Chu Wuyang blurted out a curse.

"Get out! Let me go, you're filthy, just kill me, kill me!"

Jing Min ignored his insults, but held a grudge against his disdain for his heavy-handed killing.

Indeed, with that person's flawless purity as a contrast, he did indeed disregard his filthy actions, even bending down to speak gently.

"Kill you? How could I bear to!"

Seeing her resist him like this, his hatred grew stronger.

The red marks on his face and his bloodshot pupils gave him an eerie, bloodthirsty, and murderous look.

"You beast, you madman, you vicious demon, you murderer! You killed Maria, and I'm going to kill you!"

Jing Min heard the angry shouts clearly this time. He lifted his head from her and was momentarily confused as to who the "Maria" she was talking about was.

"Ha!" She'll get involved with anything, from cats to dogs; she's really a philanthropist!

Chu Wuyang was in excruciating pain; tears welled up in her eyes, and with her neck tilted back, she could barely utter a hoarse sound.

Completely ignoring her painful reaction

"Who the hell thinks they can ride roughshod over me? What, is everyone more important to you than me?"

She felt slighted, and he flew into a rage and punished her. Instead of showing any gratitude, she came over and accused him of being cruel.

How could one not be furious? All the anger that had accumulated over the past few days seemed to have reached a breaking point, and it all erupted.

If what happened before could be considered coercion, this is now truly "violence."

He tormented her relentlessly, a mad glint of suicidal madness flashing in his eyes.

Chu Wuyang bit her lip until it bled, passively enduring this torture, while the person on top of her showed absolutely no pity.

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