After killing the system, he was bound to Zai's father again.

Mrs. Qiu was supported by Huang Qiuli, followed by a large group of servants, and when she rushed to Wanshiyuan in a panic, she saw this scene——

The courtyard was extremely quiet. The servants gathered together and hid in the corner with their shoulders hunched.

Under the pavilion stood three men with strange postures.

Yunyue sat leisurely in the pavilion.

And her son was lying curled up on the ground, with an extremely ferocious expression on his face.

From so far away, she could feel his body shaking.

"Son!"

Seeing the blood on Qiu Jiahong's body and his pale complexion, Mrs. Qiu blurted out a shrill scream.

Pushing away Huang Qiuli who was supporting her, Mrs. Qiu rushed to Qiu Jiahong's side.

"Hong'er, how are you? Don't scare me!"

Qiu Jiahong endured the pain until he almost passed out. Mrs. Qiu finally came, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

Scream out in pain.

"Mom, mother! It hurts so much! Call me a doctor quickly!"

Mrs. Qiu said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, mother, go and invite me right now, Hong'er, please bear with me!"

Qiu Jiahong: "I can't bear it anymore, it hurts too much! Hurry up!"

Upon seeing this, Mrs. Qiu immediately turned her head and roared at the group of maids and women who were following her: "Hurry up and call the doctor, you bunch of blind slaves, be careful what I do with you!"

As soon as these words came out, more than a dozen maids and women rushed outside the courtyard gate in a panic, fearing that they would be the last one to run out.

However, the next moment, a cold voice sounded.

"Wait!"

As soon as this sound sounded, Qiu Jiahong's screams of pain suddenly stopped.

The arrival of Mrs. Qiu just now made him find his backbone, and he temporarily forgot about the cruel things Yunyue did not long ago.

But as soon as she spoke, the rubble in that area came into his mind.

Qiu Jiahong raised his voice and shouted in horror: "Wait, wait!"

As soon as he said this, the maids and women who were rushing outside suddenly stopped.

She looked back at him confused.

Mrs. Qiu was also confused.

It was clear that his son looked like he was in terrible pain just now, but now he was preventing him from asking a doctor.

But she couldn't care so much at this time.

He said fiercely to all the maids and women: "You bitch! What are you doing standing there in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and go!"

The maids and women came to their senses and hurried to the door.

However, the next moment, Yunyue waved her hand gently, and the courtyard door closed tightly with a "snap".

This light movement was not seen by Mrs. Qiu, Huang Qiuli and the maids and women who followed them.

But Qiu Jiahong, whose eyes were always watching her, Qiao Yanghua and the others who were still unable to move, as well as the group of servants huddled in the corner, could see clearly.

Seeing that the maids and women were about to tear down the door under Mrs. Qiu's anger, Qiu Jiahong shouted again: "Don't move, don't ask the doctor, and don't touch that door!"

Mrs. Qiu finally came to her senses.

She looked at Qiu Jiahong: "What nonsense are you kidding? How can you not ask a doctor? Don't you want your hand?"

Qiu Jiahong ignored his mother and looked at Yunyue cautiously.

Mrs. Qiu followed his gaze and looked over.

Seeing Yunyue sitting there leisurely, while his son was so miserable now, the anger in his heart welled up.

"You little bitch, what are you still doing sitting there? I didn't see Hong'er hurt so badly, why didn't you—well, ugh!"

Qiu Jiahong ignored the pain and covered his unfinished words with his injured hand.

The strong smell of blood hit her nose and almost made Mrs. Qiu vomit.

Huang Qiuli on the side has been observing the situation since she just came in, but after observing, she found something was wrong.

Chen Chengye, Zhang Xingbo, and another man who seemed to be Mr. Qiao all had their backs to them, standing motionless in strange postures.

The servants also looked at Yunyue with fear.

She looked at Zhu Yan and found that she had her head hanging down and her whole body was even trembling!

Huang Qiuli frowned, it seemed that something must have happened in this yard.

And it has a lot to do with Yunyue, otherwise these servants wouldn't be so afraid of her.

But thinking of Yunyue's past personality, Huang Qiuli's brows straightened again.

So what if Yunyue had done something to make these servants and even her cousin fearful.

She was not like her cousin and those servants, so she would not be frightened by the little tricks used to suppress others at this moment.

She glanced at the person standing in front of the pavilion without trace, straightened her clothes and hair slightly, and walked to him with a gentle smile on her face.

First, he half-turned around, lowered his eyes, and bowed slightly towards the other party, then stood up straight, turned to look at Yunyue, straightened his back, raised his chin slightly, and said in a soft tone: "Miss Yunyue, I don't know what happened just now. What happened? Why was my cousin’s hand injured?”

Yunyue looked at Huang Qiuli's pretentious gesture, and then looked at the distance between her and Qiao Yanghua. Her eyes flashed with interest and she looked at Huang Qiuli.

Looking at her with such bright and playful eyes, Huang Qiuli felt inexplicably that her thoughts seemed to be read through.

She was slightly startled, suppressed her panic, and looked at Yunyue more sincerely.

Yunyue raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh, he's so mean, he dared to point his finger at me. I hate being pointed at, so I disabled his hand."

"You are so brave!"

As soon as Yunyue finished speaking, Mrs. Qiu's voice sounded, filled with deep anger and hatred.

She was originally concerned about her son's injury, but even though she was about to be vomited, Mrs. Qiu did not struggle with the bloody hand covering her mouth.

But he didn't expect to hear Yunyue say this. He was so angry that he threw away Qiu Jiahong's hand and yelled at Yunyue: "Yunyue, you little bitch, how dare you! How dare you!"

Mrs. Qiu was shaking with anger. She never imagined that her son would be injured by Yunyue, a little bitch.

Before she came, she had speculated whether she was provoked by two villains, Chen Chengye and Zhang Xingbo, to anger and hurt the noble man.

Unexpectedly!

I really didn’t expect that!

"Snapped!"

There was no wind in the air, and a wind blade struck Mrs. Qiu hard on the mouth.

Her mouth was visibly red and swollen, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of her mouth. Her teeth were loose and she could not even open her mouth to speak.

"I see you don't want it anymore with your mouth."

Although Yunyue didn't see her taking action herself, as soon as she said these words, it became clear that she was the one who hit Mrs. Qiu just now.

Huang Qiuli was shocked at her strength. She glanced at Mrs. Qiu, frowned slightly, and took half a step forward as if she couldn't help it. Then her tone was still soft, but mixed with a little disapproval.

"Miss Yunyue, how could you do this? My aunt is an elder, and my cousin is engaged to you, how can you hurt them?"