The effects of the drug had fully kicked in on Ye Zhiguo, and he could no longer hold on. After giving Ouyang Jing a few more instructions, he staggered back to his room and soon began snoring loudly.

Looking at the beautiful woman on the bed, Ouyang Jing's breathing became heavier and heavier. Although he wanted to pounce on her and make love to her, he hesitated at the crucial moment.

After hesitating for a few minutes, lust ultimately prevailed over reason.

Ouyang Jing slowly approached the bed, muttering to himself, "Don't blame me, it was your father who made me do it. He set a trap for me. If I didn't do it, I'd have to pay him back 20,000 yuan. Blame your own father..."

Ye Qingqing remained motionless, her breathing steady, but if Ouyang Jing were to get any closer, he would notice that her eyelashes were trembling.

"Aren't you going to make a move? Are you really going to let this bastard take advantage of you?"

Pipi, who was perched on the windowsill, couldn't help but remind her that if the mistress didn't get up soon, her bastard would take advantage of her.

"What's the rush? I can handle three bastards like that!"

Ye Qingqing remained calm and composed. She was being modest about taking three of Ouyang Jing, a weak and scholarly man; five would be no problem at all.

When Ouyang Jing extended his claws, Ye Qingqing suddenly opened her eyes, her dark eyes staring straight at him.

Ouyang Jing jumped up in fright, taking several steps back, staring at Ye Qingqing in horror.

Ye Qingqing's sudden opening of her eyes startled Ouyang Jing as much as if she had come back to life!

"You...you...you..."

Ouyang Jing stammered, unable to utter a single word, his face deathly pale, cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

"What do you want to do?" Ye Qingqing asked coldly.

"I...I...I...didn't..."

Ouyang Jing was incoherent and had not yet come to his senses, but the fear in his heart was growing deeper and deeper.

A thief is bound to feel guilty, especially since he was caught red-handed while stealing. If his legs hadn't gone weak, Ouyang Jing would have run away.

"What did Ye Zhiguo tell you to do to me? Tell me honestly, or else..."

Ye Qingqing took out a sharp dagger from the drawer and pressed it against Ouyang Jing's carotid artery. A chill seeped into his blood vessels through his skin, and Ouyang Jing felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He dared not move and looked at Ye Qingqing in fear.

"Giggle giggle"

Ouyang Jing's jaw was chattering uncontrollably; if it weren't for his last bit of pride holding him up, he probably would have already lost control of his bladder by now.

"Will you tell me or not?"

Ye Qingqing gave a cold shout and increased the pressure on her hand. Ouyang Jing felt a stinging pain on his neck, and it seemed that a sticky liquid was flowing down. A chill ran down his back.

"Still won't talk? Let's see if your skin is tougher or my knife is tougher!"

Ye Qingqing moved the dagger to her carotid artery, gradually increasing the pressure on her hand. Another sharp pain shot through her. Although Ouyang Jing couldn't see it, he knew she had cut herself again.

And if he used a little more force, his carotid artery would be severed, and his life would be over.

"I'll talk, I'll talk..."

Terrified, Ouyang Jing confessed everything without hiding a single detail.

"Your father made me sleep with you, made me take pictures of you, and said he would marry you off to me in the future..."

Ye Qingqing gritted her teeth, feeling a stinging pain on her lips and tasting the metallic flavor of blood.

After playing the role of a loving father for 17 years, he finally couldn't hold back anymore!

That must have been really tough on the venomous snake!

Ye Qingqing looked coldly at Ouyang Jing, beckoned him over, and Ouyang Jing obediently came closer.

But Ye Qingqing knocked him unconscious with a single palm strike, leaving him lying on the ground like a dead dog!

Ye Qingqing dragged the unconscious Ouyang Jing downstairs and into Ye Zhiguo's room.