Chapter 354 Extremely Twisted and Morbid



Chapter 354 Extremely Twisted and Morbid

Ronghao Group.

The CEO's office door was forcefully pushed open, and a tall, slender man rushed in, heading straight for the woman sitting at his desk—

Qi Mingxuan looked up at the sound, but before she could react, a large hand grabbed her slender neck!

Qi Mingxuan experienced difficulty breathing and felt pain in her neck.

"Qi Mingxuan, I told you not to provoke her again, why won't you listen!"

After the initial shock, Qi Mingxuan looked at the furious and out-of-control man, whose neck seemed to be about to be snapped, but she still smiled.

This laugh was extremely distorted and morbid.

I heard footsteps behind me.

The next second, Fu Siyan's waist was hugged.

"Fu Siyan, let go of my mother!"

Qi Yue hugged Fu Siyan, doing everything he could to protect Qi Mingxuan.

Fu Siyan regained his senses and withdrew his hand.

He didn't want to do anything too intense in front of the children.

Qi Mingxuan clutched her neck, gasping for breath and coughing intermittently.

Qi Yue stepped forward to show concern for her, but she pushed him away.

"Shouldn't you be in class? Why are you here?"

Qi Yue was taken aback.

The hand that had just reached out to her mother slowly lowered again.

"Qi Yue, have you forgotten a single word I said?" Qi Mingxuan didn't even bother arguing with Fu Siyan. She stared at Qi Yue with her usual domineering gaze. "Have someone send you back to class immediately!"

Qi Yue stood with his hands hanging at his sides, staring at Qi Mingxuan, his slightly pale lips pressed tightly together, his chest heaving.

The boy, only eight years old, has a full schedule of classes every day; his childhood consists of one course after another.

He had never even attended kindergarten.

His life was planned out from the age of three.

Qi Mingxuan's expectation of him can only be that he be a very qualified and excellent successor.

Qi Yue is gone.

Qi Mingxuan asked Anmi to take Qi Yue back to his foreign teacher for his class.

After Anmi accepted the order, she also helped them close the office door.

The atmosphere in the large office was subtle.

Qi Mingxuan sat in her executive chair, her fingers gently stroking the marks on her neck.

She stared at Fu Siyan with neither anger nor fear.

Even though she knew very well that Fu Siyan could strangle her at any time if he wanted to.

But she knew that Fu Siyan wouldn't.

He had a light heart and two children; he couldn't bear to part with them.

"Fu Siyan, I'm just doing this to help her. It's too hard for her, a woman raising three children alone. I'm trying to find her a good husband!"

Fu Siyan stared at her with dark, brooding eyes.

"She doesn't love Han Mingyu!"

“You don’t love me now, but who knows, maybe you’ll develop feelings for me over time?” Qi Mingxuan winked at him. “Have you forgotten? You and Shen Qingshu also got married first and then fell in love. You also had a child first, and then gradually developed feelings for each other over time.”

Fu Siyan stared at Qi Mingxuan.

This woman clearly doesn't love him, and there's clearly no conflict between them, so why does she always seem to pick on him?

Fu Siyan stared at her. "Qi Mingxuan, what exactly are you after?"

"I just want to make you all unhappy!" Qi Mingxuan laughed, a morbid glee in her eyes.

"Fu Siyan, do you know? I'm so jealous of you. Leukemia, such a dangerous disease, but God still managed to find me."

“You donated bone marrow and got what you wanted. This is a deal between us. Why do you still provoke A-Shu?” Fu Siyan gritted his teeth. “A-Shu finally got over her hardships. Don’t take advantage of the fact that you saved her to keep testing my bottom line!”

Qi Mingxuan scoffed coldly: "Where did Shen Qingshu suffer? She has a son and a daughter, and so many people who love and care about her. She came back from the brink of death, and she still has her life, family, friends, career, and money! So what if she can't get back together with you? Even so, she only lost love. Love isn't something you absolutely have to have. What are you all so upset about?"

Fu Siyan frowned.

Qi Mingxuan's words reveal too many extreme psychological problems.

"Qi Mingxuan, you should see a psychologist."

“I’ve been there!” Qi Mingxuan stood up, walked to Fu Siyan, and reached out to help him straighten his collar, but Fu Siyan avoided her with disgust.

He avoided her like the plague, and the way he looked at her was more like looking at a lunatic.

Qi Mingxuan raised an eyebrow and tilted her head slightly. "It's no use for you to remain chaste for Shen Qingshu now. She and Han Mingyu have officially announced their relationship. According to the Han family's traditions, Shen Qingshu will soon face forced marriage by the Han family. For the sake of the child and her reputation, Shen Qingshu has no choice but to compromise."

“Ah Shu won’t,” Fu Siyan said with certainty.

"Oh?" Qi Mingxuan laughed, her red lips blazing. "How about we make a bet?"

Fu Siyan didn't want to talk to her anymore; there was nothing to say to a mentally ill, crazy woman.

He turned to leave—

"Fu Siyan," Qi Mingxuan called out to him.

Fu Siyan paused in his steps.

Qi Mingxuan stared at his back. "Really, let's take a gamble. Don't you want to know if Shen Qingshu still has feelings for you?"

Fu Siyan frowned.

Qi Mingxuan walked over, circled around to stand in front of him, and looked up at him.

"You're hoping for it, aren't you?" Qi Mingxuan smiled. "You still can't let her go, but it seems like she's already given up on you."

"Fu Siyan, are you willing to accept this? You signed the agreement with me because of her, but now she's going to marry another man for someone else's child. I really feel sorry for you!"

The woman in front of me exuded a calm madness.

Fu Siyan knew that her heart was twisted.

She didn't hate him, nor did she hate Shen Qingshu, nor did she hate any particular individual.

She hates everyone, she hates this world.

At this moment, Fu Siyan recalled Qi Yue's words from the hospital that day—'My mother is a madwoman.'

Qi Mingxuan is a madwoman.

Thinking of Qi Yue, Fu Siyan was moved.

That child was actually very smart and precocious.

However, he was constantly forced by Qi Mingxuan to study and train in various ways.

Fu Siyan closed his eyes, recalling his childhood.

He couldn't save his childhood self, but now, he's been healed by his children, and he wants to give Qi Yue a hand.

Fu Siyan sighed, "Qi Mingxuan, you're sick. You should go see a doctor."

"What illness do I have?" Qi Mingxuan laughed, as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world. "When I donated bone marrow to Shen Qingshu, all the reports were normal, weren't they? I'm very healthy. The doctor said I can live to be a hundred years old. I can even watch Qi Yue get married and start a career, and I can even become a grandmother!"

"If you continue to torment Qi Yue like this, it's questionable whether he can grow up normally."

Qi Mingxuan sneered, "Qi Yue is my son. I'm raising him. How could it be torture? Fu Siyan, you were also born into a wealthy family, and you experienced the internal strife in the Fu family. How can you do it, but Qi Yue can't? Let me tell you, Qi Yue can do it. He will definitely become the most outstanding heir to Ronghao. My son, Qi Mingxuan's son, must be the most outstanding and the most powerful!"

Fu Siyan felt that there was no need to argue with Qi Mingxuan anymore.

He walked past her with a cold expression and left.

The office door opened and closed again.

Fu Siyan is gone.

The office fell into a deathly silence.

Qi Mingxuan turned to her desk, picked up a cigarette from the table, took one out, put it in her red lips, and lit it with a lighter.

As the nicotine filled my lungs, the excited and intense sounds in my head gradually subsided.

She leaned back in her executive chair, closed her eyes, and smoked three cigarettes in a row before she regained her 'calm'.

The executive chair was turned to face the floor-to-ceiling window.

She stood up, walked to the glass, and breathed on it.

A number was written on the foggy glass—'30'.

She stared at the numbers, and a hint of a smile finally appeared in her otherwise lifeless eyes.

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