Chapter 526: Devil and Angel (Part 2)
The waiter brought the wine glass back to Jiang Chunian.
Jiang Chunian waved his hand and pointed his pale finger at Ruan Qi.
The waiter understood and immediately handed the wine glass to Ruan Qi and placed it on the table in front of her.
Ruan Qi noticed that the face of the person in the picture turned pale immediately after seeing the cup of red liquid.
She suppressed her trembling body and turned her head away, not looking at the wine glass.
"Drink it." Jiang Chunian suddenly spoke.
Ruan Qi, who was tied to the dining chair, pursed her lips tightly and stubbornly did not move.
Jiang Chunian raised his eyelids and glanced at the waiter.
The waiter immediately raised his hand, pinched Ruan Qi's chin, and turned her face around. Then he picked up the wine glass and put the rim to her lips.
At that moment, the adult Ruan Qi outside the screen seemed to smell a pungent smell of blood.
And the little Ruanqi in the picture began to retch physiologically the moment the wine glass was brought to her lips.
The waiter seemed not to notice her discomfort, pinching her face and trying to pour the contents of the glass into her mouth.
Little Ruanqi struggled violently. Although she had such a thin body, she was surprisingly strong.
The rope tied around her began to deform during her struggle. The little girl was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, and the exposed skin was turned red by the rope and then began to bleed.
Jiang Chunian couldn't help but frown.
"Stop." He said coldly.
The waiter immediately stopped and let go of Xiao Ruanqi's face.
The little girl was breathing heavily, looking extremely miserable and pitiful, but her lips were stubbornly pressed into a straight line.
Jiang Chunian looked at the stubborn girl with displeasure in his eyes.
He narrowed his eyes dangerously, and said in a cold voice like the tongue of a venomous snake, "You seem to be unclear about your own identity."
Little Ruanqi pursed her lips and said nothing.
"As the most perfect work of art in the world, you shouldn't hurt yourself." Jiang Chunian looked at the blood marks on her body caused by the rope with displeasure, his tone gentle yet horrified, "Baby, there will be a price to pay for disobeying."
Little Ruanqi still didn't say anything, but her face turned even paler.
Jiang Chunian glanced at her calmly, gently placed the silver knife and fork on the table, and said to the waiter expressionlessly, "Go and dispose of the inferior product No. 23."
Little Ruanqi suddenly raised her head, and her big peach blossom eyes showed strong hatred.
Jiang Chunian looked at her and said with a casual smile, "Baby, you should know that useless and inferior products should not remain in this world. Only perfect dolls like you deserve to live."
The man's voice was extremely gentle, as if he was talking to his beloved daughter.
But little Ruanqi felt creepy and the blood in her body was freezing.
She suppressed her trembling and shouted hoarsely, "He's not a piece of inferior goods, he's a human being! You can't kill him! It's against the law!"
The nine-year-old girl couldn't say anything powerful. She just thought that everyone in the world was afraid of police cymbals and respected the law.
But she didn't know that the person in front of her was not a human, but a devil.
The devil looked at her with a twisted smile, "You don't want him to die?"
Little Ruanqi didn't say anything, just looked at him stubbornly.
Jiang Chunian raised his lips, smiling maliciously and disgustingly, "Then drink that cup of blood. That's his blood. If you drink it, it means he's no longer a useless, inferior product, but a vessel that can provide you with drinks. If it's a useful, inferior product, I'll consider keeping it."
The devil grinned and revealed his purpose, laying out the bait to force the angel to compromise and fall into darkness with him.
Angel is still young, immature, and weak, but she still remembers the words her elders taught her since she was a child - to save people. As a doctor, you must have a kind heart.
So the angel compromised.
She opened her mouth, trying to drink the liquid.
The waiter brought the glass to her lips...
"Xiao Qi!" Mo Lan's voice suddenly exploded in his ears.
Ruan Qi, who was immersed in memories, suddenly pulled herself out of it. She raised her head and met the worried gazes of Mo Lan and He Ma.
"Why are you so pale all of a sudden?" Mo Lan touched her cold hand. "If you're not feeling well, should we go back first?"
Only then did Ruan Qi realize that his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
The thrilling and terrifying feeling in her memory still lingered in her heart. She raised her hand to wipe her forehead, trying to calm herself down.
"Sister Lan, I'm fine." The little girl forced a smile, but her hands holding the edge of the windowsill were still shaking slightly.
Those memories were too horrifying and too unbelievable. Ruan Qi couldn't believe that they were what she had actually experienced.
And the blood in the red wine glass...
Did she really drink it?
Ruan Qi tried hard to recall, but the memory was incomplete and she couldn't remember it at all.
At this moment, He Ma beside him suddenly said: "Someone else is coming downstairs."
Ruan Qi immediately suppressed her thoughts and looked towards the living room.
The Western man who had dragged someone downstairs had already left the villa, and now, footsteps were heard on the spiral staircase again.
Da-da-da-da
The footsteps were slow and rhythmic, and the rhythmic intervals of each step seemed exactly the same.
Ruan Qi's heart began to beat wildly for no apparent reason when she heard the footsteps.
She stared at the spiral staircase closely, and after a few seconds, an extremely thin and slender figure appeared in her sight.
The figure was dressed in black, with his head lowered, and walked down the stairs slowly and gracefully, step by step, and then stood still on the floor.
All the blood in Ruan Qi's body froze at this moment.
She stared at the figure intently, her pupils dilating little by little due to her emotional fluctuations.
Even though ten years had passed, even though she had long forgotten what happened back then, even though she had only seen that man in her dreams, when that figure appeared before her, Ruan Qi still recognized him the moment he appeared before her.
Jiang Chu Nian!
It’s really Jiang Chunian!
Ruan Qi suddenly clung to the edge of the windowsill, his eyes fixed on Jiang Chunian's back.
She originally thought that those things that happened ten years ago were so horrible that when she saw Jiang Chunian, she might be scared, panic, or even run away.
However, when Jiang Chunian stood just a few meters away from her, Ruan Qi realized that she was wrong.
Rather than fear, she felt more hatred in her heart.
Especially after she recalled the memory of Jiang Chunian forcing her to drink blood, her hatred for this man reached its peak.
Apart from that X organization, Ruan Qi had a strong urge to kill for the first time.
She wants to kill Jiang Chunian!
Jiang Chunian must die!
A thin silver needle slowly emerged from between the fingers, the needle tip emitting a chilling light under the moonlight.
Ruan Qi stared at Jiang Chunian, scanning his entire body, looking for all the deadly blood on his body that could be fatal.
Jiang Chunian in the living room began to move at this time.
He straightened his clothes and walked towards the door.
Demonhawk's voice sounded at the same time: "Mr. Jiang, my father is in the study. Let's go over there now."
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