Mr. Yu, your wife has gone crazy after her rebirth.

Gu Yao took a step forward, opened his arms, and gently hugged Jiang Youling from behind.

He leaned his head on Jiang Youling's shoulder and said softly, "Yiyi, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. Please don't be so heartless. Can you look back at me, please?"

The attitude is extremely humble.

Jiang Youling lowered her head, staring at the hand that was tightly holding her waist. The ring on his left ring finger seemed to remind her of everything she had experienced.

The person in his arms suddenly spoke up, "Master Gu, you got the wrong person."

Gu Yao suddenly opened his eyes, and those drunken eyes immediately became sober.

He let go of his hand, and the person in his arms slowly turned around, raised her head, and revealed a pure and charming face.

"Master Gu, you seem to have drunk too much." Jiang Youling took out a tissue from her bag and handed it to Gu Yao, "Use this to wipe your face. You are so drunk that you even mistakenly recognized the person."

A tissue was suddenly stuffed into his hand. Gu Yu held the tissue tightly, lowered his head and stared at Jiang Youling's face, his expression becoming a little embarrassed. "Why...are you here too?"

How rude! It’s none of your business where I am. Why mind your own business?

Jiang Youling smiled gracefully and said, "I came here to meet a friend." She showed surprise on her face, "Every time I met you before, you were with Yiyi. Why are you alone today? Isn't she here?"

"She is not suitable to come to this kind of place right now." Gu Yu's tone was directly filled with indifference.

Jiang Youling smiled and sincerely advised: "Master Gu, it is better not to come to such occasions in the future. I heard that pregnant women are sensitive and will think more. There are too many beauties in such places. You should be careful to avoid unnecessary troubles at home."

After these words, Gu Yao's mood was shocked again.

"Just talking about business."

The elevator smoothly reached the first floor. Gu Yao turned around and walked out of the elevator door with big strides.

Jiang Youling arrived outside the club a step late, and when she went out, she saw Song Chao in a gray suit: "Miss, get in the car, I'll take you home."

Recognizing that this was her brother's special assistant, Jiang Youling was surprised and said, "My brother is here too? Where does he get the courage? Isn't he afraid that mom will find out and beat him to death?"

Song Chao said helplessly: "The young master is in the restaurant opposite, not here. When you came just now, he saw you and was afraid that you would drink, so he asked me to take you back."

"Oh."

He opened the car door and got in.

Gu Yao opened the car door and then turned to look at Jiang Youling.

He watched her get into the car, his brows slightly frowned, and confusion flashed in his eyes again.

Why did he always feel a sense of familiarity in her?

When Jiang Youling returned home, she was not in a good mood at all.

What Gu Yao said today still had some psychological impact on her.

It's not that she still has feelings for Gu Yao, but after learning that after knowing the truth, Gu Yao did not expose Su Lanjing's true face and did not seek justice for Jiang Youling, she was completely disappointed in this man.

★

With a creaky sound, the door slowly opened. The light bulb above the head emitted a faint light, and the figure on the wall swayed slightly.

There was a middle-aged man chained with iron chains. He had obviously been imprisoned for quite a long time and there was no sign of cleanliness on his body.

The long period of darkness and silence made his hearing extremely acute, and even the sound of the key turning in the keyhole was as maddening as nails scratching on a blackboard.

He curled up on the ground, his eyes piercing through the darkness, looking towards the light source. His eyes, which had not seen the light for a long time, contracted violently under the stimulation of the sudden light, and physiological tears burst out under the stimulation.

He was obviously afraid of whoever entered. He curled up and shrank back, trembling all over, and unspeakable sounds of fear came out of his throat.

However, the person who entered remained silent, pulled over a chair next to him and sat down quietly. The sound of the chair legs rubbing against the ground was sharp and piercing, like a sharp blade tearing through the deep darkness.

This is a woman with a graceful figure, outstanding appearance, and exuding a cold charm.

Her beauty was undeniable. However, when she saw the scene before her, she looked indifferent.

"Who are you?" The man's voice trembled a little. Since he was brought here, he has always been surrounded by tall and mighty men. But today, a weak woman appeared for the first time, which made the man subconsciously alert.

Jiang Youling didn't look at him. Her eyes were fixed on the shadow cast by the light. Her slender knuckles gently pierced the shadow, and then she sneered contemptuously.

She sighed, slowly lowered her eyelids, and her eyes fell on the man kneeling below.

The man trembled involuntarily under her gaze, and Jiang Youling raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Huh? Are you scared?" A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her body slowly leaned forward, approaching him, her brown pupils as deep as a wolf's eyes, "Do you know who I am?"

The man on the ground completely collapsed. He was interrogated, tortured, and treated every day in an endless cycle.

He could no longer bear it, tears blurred his eyes, he crawled towards her in despair, begging in a hoarse voice: "I don't know who you are, I just want to beg you... please, kill me, give me a way out, I have told you everything I know, I really have nothing to hide."

Jiang Youling kicked him away suddenly, then stood up, stood in front of him, and looked down at him with an unfathomable look.

Her hair fluttered in the wind, gently brushing the corners of her eyes, forming a wild and charming arc.

Jiang Youling tilted her head slightly, with a puzzled look in her eyes, "Kill you?" As if thinking about a question she didn't understand, "Ah... Is it painful? You can't bear it so soon? But this is just the beginning."

Jiang Youling looked down at the trembling man on the ground, with obvious disgust on her face.

The man's eyes revealed extreme panic, his teeth chattered, and he whispered with a trembling voice, "Pervert, lunatic..."

His eyes wandered and he cursed wildly.

He didn't know whether he was cursing the people who had locked him up here and tortured him, or the woman in front of him who spoke like a psychopath.

The woman in front of me is just as crazy as the noble man before.

Madmen are not that scary.

The scary thing is that they are all sane lunatics.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the pale fingers in a calm tone, "Mad woman? Have you forgotten...it was you who turned her into a mad woman."

She could have been a wonderful person, but someone came to destroy her.

So why blame her!