Young Master Li wants to distract himself when chasing his wife

Li Liancheng's brows visibly twitched, and a wild fire blazed in his eyes.

"Study is not good!"

"what!"

Jiang Beiqiao was roughly pulled onto the bench, and the long skirt on her body was roughly torn apart by big hands. The sound of the fabric being torn was ambiguous in the air.

"Li Liancheng, are you crazy!" Her face turned pale with fright, "Don't!"

Li Liancheng forced her to bow down, completely ignoring her resistance, even pleading.

He has her!
Not far away, Li Zhengyu, who was sitting in a wheelchair, watched the scene in front of him, and his pupils shrank violently!

Just now, the maid pushed him over and said that Li Liancheng had something to say to him.

Now, he understands.

Li Liancheng clearly did it on purpose, deliberately bullying Bei Qiao in front of his eyes, and by the way, reminded him of one thing.

He is a useless person, he can't even protect his own woman.

The maid said coldly, "My husband is busy, Master Zhengyu, please wait a moment."

Li Zhengyu's eyes gradually turned red, his teeth were clenched together tightly, and his eyes were about to burst.

He leaned forward with difficulty, his fingers supported on the armrest were about to burst out of veins, and he seemed to want to stand up, but he tried several times but failed.

In the end, he slumped back powerlessly.

Li Zhengyu's eyes were red, but his face gradually turned ashen.

Jiang Beiqiao cried out in despair.

"What?" Li Liancheng asked indifferently, "Did you think of your good-for-nothing sweetheart?"

There was hatred in Jiang Beiqiao's eyes, "He's not trash, no!"

"Is it."

Li Liancheng gradually sneered.

His big hand pinched Jiang Beiqiao's chin, and turned her face away forcefully, "Look at me carefully!"

Under the moonlight, Li Zhengyu turned the wheelchair with difficulty, and walked away slowly.

His shoulders were trembling.

He has seen it all.

At this moment, Jiang Beiqiao only felt that his mind exploded, and there was a "buzz", and it went blank.

Her whole body froze, as if she had fallen into the bottom of a freezing lake in an instant.

Li Liancheng whispered coldly in her ear, "See, I want you right in front of his eyes, but he dare not say a word. This kind of person is not trash, what is it?"

Jiang Beiqiao's voice trembled uncontrollably, "Li Liancheng, you did it on purpose..."

"I'm doing it for your own good."

Li Liancheng hugged her, kissed her face wet with sweat and tears with his thin lips, but his eyes were filled with coldness.

"The man you love with all your heart doesn't necessarily love you. How pitiful."

Jiang Beiqiao completely collapsed.

"Li Liancheng, you cold-blooded bastard!"

In a hurry, he rushed to the heart.

As soon as he grabbed the man's collar, he felt his eyes go dark and he lost consciousness.

……

When Jiang Beiqiao woke up again, he found himself lying on a big soft bed.

Chandeliers, curtains, and even all familiar furnishings made her feel deeply oppressed and terrified.

Back in this cage again.

"Miss Jiang, it's time to eat."

The maid pushed the dining cart in, and the meal was sumptuous, but Jiang Beiqiao had no appetite.

She stared at the ceiling in a daze, as if she had lost her soul.

"Take it away, I won't eat it."

Now, her heart is ashamed, and she has thoughts of suicide.

She was already too dirty, and she was seen by Li Zhengyu in such an unbearable appearance. How could she face him in the future?
Jiang Beiqiao's heart was ashamed, and he even felt that life was meaningless.

The maid closed the door calmly, came to the bed, and whispered something.

"Miss Jiang, I belong to Master Zhengyu."

Jiang Beiqiao looked at her in surprise, his originally dark eyes suddenly became bright after hearing Li Zhengyu's name.

After being surprised, she seemed to understand something again.

"Before, the person who put the note in the bun..."

The maid nodded, "It's me."

Jiang Beiqiao stood up with difficulty, and asked eagerly, "Is Zhengyu okay? Tell me, how is he now?"

The scene in the garden last night was too cruel for him.

She is very worried about him.

"Master Zhengyu is very good. I have something to convey to you."

Jiang Beiqiao was moved for a while, and his eyes gradually became moist.

Even though she is so dirty, is Li Zhengyu still thinking about her?

Wiping her tears, she asked, "What did he say?"

"Master Zhengyu said that there is no way to watch you being tortured by Li Liancheng again. The thing he hopes most is that you can leave Li Liancheng."

Jiang Beiqiao's gaze dimmed again, and he said bitterly, "It's so easy to leave..."

Li Liancheng was terrifying, how could he let her escape so easily?

The maid calmly took a small bottle out of her pocket and put it in her hand.

She asked suspiciously, "This is..."

"poison."

Jiang Beiqiao didn't realize it for a moment, "What?"

"Master Zhengyu asked me to give this to you. The things inside will put a huge burden on the heart in a very short period of time, causing myocardial infarction and sudden death. Moreover, it is guaranteed that nothing will be found."

The maid said it calmly, but it really scared Jiang Beiqiao a lot.

She glanced at the bottle in her hand in fear and shook her head in horror.

"No, I can't do it!"

"You must do it! Miss Jiang, have you forgotten how Li Liancheng tortured you for the past month? Don't you want revenge?"

"But... this is murder!" Her face was pale.

"Don't he deserve to die?" The maid reminded in a deep voice, "You can only be freed when he dies. Master Zhengyu will hold a grand wedding for you. You should think about it carefully."

The maid left after speaking.

On the sofa, Jiang Beiqiao curled up, clutching the vial tightly in his hand, and fell into deep fear and entanglement.

She hated Li Liancheng because he was heinous.

But let her kill Li Liancheng, she was very scared.

After all, it is a living human life. If he is really killed, such a big crime will never be forgotten for the rest of his life.

"Mr. Li, are you back?" A servant's voice came from downstairs.

"Ah."

"Need supper?"

"Send it to the study."

Then, there was the sound of leather shoes stepping on the stairs, clear and powerful, every step seemed to be stepping on Jiang Beiqiao's heart.

Hearing the door closing vaguely, Li Liancheng entered the study.

"You can only be freed after he dies. Master Zhengyu will hold a grand wedding for you..."

These words echoed repeatedly in Jiang Beiqiao's mind.

She really wanted to marry Li Zhengyu, even in her dreams, if not for Li Liancheng, she would have become Zhengyu's wife now!

After a while, a servant passed by the door carrying chicken soup.

"Wait a moment!"

Jiang Beiqiao stopped her like a ghost, walked over, and said to her, "Give it to me, and I will send it there for you."

"Then trouble Miss Jiang."

After receiving the chicken soup from the servant, Jiang Beiqiao sprinkled the contents of the bottle into the chicken soup and came to the study.

With trembling hands, he knocked on the door of the study.