[Dear wives, the first two worlds underwent extensive revisions and revisions, resulting in many inconsistencies and plot holes. Please watch the third world instead! The characters and story are much more well-developed and coherent! Trust me!!!]

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The rusty iron gate was kicked open with a bang.

Jiang Fang carried Yu Qiao on her shoulder and strode closer, then threw her into the middle of the bed without any tenderness.

His dark, cold eyes looked down at her: "Qiaoqiao, do you really want to leave me?"

His long, slender fingers, gleaming with the luster of white jade, grasped her delicate chin. Their eyes met, and he admired Yu Qiao's frightened and apprehensive phoenix eyes, which were brimming with tears, as if they were about to fall at any moment.

"Qiaoqiao, why are you crying?" Jiang Fang's smile grew increasingly sinister and wicked, her dark eyes flashing with a morbid excitement: "Once you're pregnant, you can go wherever you want, I won't stop you."

He whispered in Yu Qiao's ear like a demon, "Is it good?"

“…Jiang Fang, you, you can’t do this!” Yu Qiao’s phoenix eyes were shimmering with water. Being stared at by his icy gaze, she felt a chill run through her body, as if her blood was flowing backward.

"Jiang Fang, are you... are you a slut?!" Yu Qiao mustered her courage and retorted, trying to provoke him into giving up: "You, the high and mighty heir of the Jiang family, can't you find any woman you want? Why do you have to pester me?"

"Or are you just despicable, someone who doesn't like tender, affectionate, and gentle women, but prefers to play with lowly women like me from the slums?!"

The basement lights flickered, obscuring Jiang Fang's handsome face and making it impossible to discern his expression.

But the terrifying aura emanating from him was even more chilling to Yu Qiao's spine.

"Qiaoqiao, don't belittle yourself like that." Jiang Fang's dark and cold gaze gradually turned obscure, and crimson stained his pupils. He knelt down on one knee, looked up at Yu Qiao, and a confident smile appeared on his lips: "This trick won't work on me."

"However, you are right, I do like you."

Jiang Fang's icy fingers gripped her ankle, while his other hand forcefully pressed down on her waist.

A sickly, maniacal smile spread across his handsome, fair face. He reached out and shoved Yu Qiao aside, grabbing her shoulders and looking down at her, saying, "Is this considered a confession?"

"You're crazy! Let me go!" Yu Qiao cursed.

Jiang Fang's thin lips curved into a smile, his dark eyes filled with a morbid excitement. He reached out and forcefully pressed her down: "Then let's do some things that madmen should do."

“You…” Yu Qiao cried until her eyes were red.

My thoughts drifted back to a month ago.

At that time, she had just entered the Jiang family with her mother.

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"Yu Qiao, why don't you just die?"

"If I had known you were this despicable, I should have drowned you back then!" Yu Meijiao grabbed Yu Qiao's hair and slapped her several times, saying viciously.

Yu Qiao's beautiful eyes were brimming with tears, her delicate little face was swollen, and her voice was trembling with sobs: "Mommy, I didn't do it..."

"Who else could it be but you?" Yu Meijiao pushed Yu Qiao to the ground with disgust. "I finally managed to get on the good side of Jiang Zedong, the richest man in City A. I'm warning you, if you dare to bully Huiyun again, I'll kick you out!"

Yu Qiao whimpered in fear, tears streaming down her face, trying to explain that she hadn't pushed Jiang Huiyun down, that she had fallen on her own.

But Yu Meijiao didn't give her a chance to speak. She said directly, "You will kneel here all night and you are not allowed to eat!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Meijiao left in her ten-centimeter high heels.

Only after she could no longer see her did Yu Qiao remove the pitiful expression from her face, and a coldness and gloom that was completely out of character appeared on her pretty little face.

Yu Meijiao was a girl from the slums, and Yu Qiao was her child born out of wedlock, whose father is unknown.

Back then, Yu Meijiao got drunk at a bar, went into the wrong private room, and became pregnant after a night of passion.

In Yu Meijiao's heart, Yu Qiao was her disgrace! She had been beaten and scolded since she was a child, and she had been raised all this time just to sell her for a good price when she grew up!

Yu Meijiao was able to enter the Jiang family because Jiang Zedong was drunk. When he woke up, he found Yu Meijiao crying and naked on the bed, making a huge fuss.

After careful consideration, Jiang Zedong decided to let Yu Meijiao bring Yu Qiao to stay at the Jiang family home first. If Yu Meijiao could get his child to accept her, Jiang Zedong would marry her as his second wife.

He has two children: his younger daughter, Jiang Huiyun, who is spoiled and unruly, and his older son, Jiang Fang, who is cold-hearted and has an unpredictable personality.

Today is the third day since Yu Meijiao moved into the Jiang family home. Jiang Huiyun doesn't like girls who are prettier than her, so she lied and said that Yu Qiao pushed her.

In an attempt to please Jiang Huiyun, Yu Meijiao beat and scolded Yu Qiao, which led to the scene just now.

A cold glint flashed in Yu Qiao's eyes.

What her mother wanted most, she deliberately destroyed!

"Cough cough..."

A series of suppressed coughs suddenly sounded behind me.

Yu Qiao blinked, her expression turning pitiful again, her phoenix eyes glistening with tears as she looked towards the source of the sound.

Then I saw a tall, slender figure. He was wearing a black shirt, suit pants, and high-end leather shoes.

The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing his slender neck. His skin was flushed from coughing so hard, and his sexy Adam's apple bobbed gently.

Yu Qiao saw him slowly lift his long, dark eyelashes and stare at her with icy eyes.

His hair was casually cut, his features were smooth, his bone structure was extremely beautiful, he had a pair of almond-shaped eyes, and a red mole on his high nose bridge, giving him a beautiful face that was both cold and heartless.

Yu Qiao lowered her eyelids and said weakly, "Jiang... Brother Jiang Fang."

Jiang Fang gave a faint "hmm," her gaze scrutinizing.

It was late at night. Yu Qiao was wearing a white halter-neck mini dress. She was kneeling on the ground, revealing her long, fair legs, which were crossed.

Her small face looked pitiful, and her eyes were very beautiful.

Jiang Fang's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, his face as cold as frost: "Pour me a glass of water."

"But, but Mom made me kneel." Yu Qiao said timidly, her clean and pure eyes filled with fear, like the eyes of some kind of young animal.

Jiang Fang curled her lips into a sneer, her thin lips coldly uttering, "What is she?"

Seeing the fear in the little girl's eyes, Jiang Fang continued slowly, "The person you should be trying to please is me."

"I disagree. You and your daughter can forget about ever entering the Jiang family, understand?"

Yu Qiao licked her pink lips, shrank her neck in fear, and nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "I understand, I understand."

Jiang Fang frowned: "Aren't you going yet?"

"I'll go right now..."

The little girl quickly responded in a weak voice, afraid of displeasing Jiang Fang, and braced herself on the ground with her hands, just about to stand up.

He fell to the ground in pain because of a leg cramp.

She looked like she was about to cry, and looked up at Jiang Fang: "Brother Jiang Fang, I, I have a leg cramp."

"Useless..."

As if she were disgusted by her stupidity, Jiang Fang spoke with disdain.

She lifted her long, slender legs and strode towards the second floor, but as she passed Yu Qiao...

Yu Qiao actually reached out and hugged one of his legs!

Jiang Fang lowered his head, his eyes dark and unfathomable, seemingly impenetrable to any light, so gloomy and chilling that they sent shivers down one's spine. His thin lips uttered two words:

"roll."

Her palms were very hot; Jiang Fang could feel the heat even through her suit pants. He paused for a moment, looking slightly awkward.

His gaze toward Yu Qiao grew even colder.

Yu Qiao's face turned pale with pain: "My leg hurts so much!"

"Please, help me..."

Jiang Fang closed his eyes briefly, veins bulging on his forehead, then opened them again, his eyes clear and bright.

He squatted down in front of Yu Qiao, his long, well-defined fingers gripping her chin, his voice icy cold.

"Yu Qiao, are you trying to seduce me?"