Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

"otherwise……"

The evening breeze brought the smell of ashes and flames.

As shadows and firelight intertwined, the girl's bloodstained face flickered behind the boy.

She still smelled of the perfume he had found for her all over the world. Although it was already tainted by the smell of blood and gasoline, he could still smell it easily because it was so familiar. He couldn't help but turn his head to the side, wanting to see her face more clearly to find out whether he was dreaming or not.

But he didn't need to see it with his eyes, the fragile skin of his neck was cut open by the blade without hesitation, and the touch of the hot blood gushing out and the cruel and indifferent voice of the girl together revealed to him the true appearance of "Ye Shiyi".

"Otherwise, I will really kill you."

She tilted her head, and the hand that had just cut the boy's neck was so steady that it seemed as if she was just sharpening a pencil. She stared at the boy who wanted to turn his head but was stopped by her. She looked as emotionless and innocent as a robot: "Or do you want to die now? But I still need you to leave Nangang."

"Don't you think so, Mrs. Qin?"

In the distance, there was a blazing fire in Qin's house.

Nearby was Madam Qin, who was in the woods with many elite troops but did not dare to get close.

She stared at this side with gnashing teeth and bloodshot eyes.

Someone set up a wooden warehouse deep in the jungle, and the calm, smiling face of a girl appeared in the sight.

The red dot passed before her eyes, illuminating the cold eyes that had suddenly turned gloomy.

Without a moment's hesitation, the knife in the girl's hand easily changed its position, and a terrible crack was cut open. Fresh blood gushed out again like a waterfall. When the boy groaned in pain, Madam Qin also let out a tragic cry: "Stop! No one is allowed to do anything!!! Take away the wooden warehouse!!!"

"now it's right."

The girl smiled despite the blood splattering on her face: "In Madam Qin's eyes, it must be a big loss for your precious son to die with the life of an orphan like me, right?"

"Although in my opinion, disgusting people like you don't deserve to die with me."

"Now, please prepare what I want for me, otherwise, I will make a cut in your son's body every half an hour until he has drained all this noble panda blood."

The smell of gunpowder and dust mixed with the night wind, bringing a chilling chill.

The girl should have been tired a long time ago, but there was no sign of fatigue on her face. She stood there the whole time, as if her spine and bones were made of a knife, a sword, and steel.

If Madam Qin hadn't been calling his name with tears in her eyes, the boy would have fainted long ago. Leaning on the body that he thought should be fragile and delicate, he asked her a question in a half-asleep state: "Eleven, why? Am I not good enough for you?"

"Master Qin would also ask such a stupid question."

The girl stared coldly at the crowd opposite her, "You are nice to me because I want you to be nice to me, not because you are nice to people. At this time, you are still questioning me with the tone of a superior. It's like a cat asking a mouse for sincerity. It just makes me feel ridiculous."

"If you don't want your blood to be drawn, I will cough...never let anyone draw your blood again...cough cough!!!"

Before he could finish his words, he was cut by a knife again, causing Mrs. Qin on the opposite side to scream and shout angrily: "Awu, don't irritate her again!!!"

"Look, your mother is almost kneeling down for you, why are you still making me angry?"

The girl leaned closer to him and whispered, "Master Qin, don't you understand? If my blood needs your permission to prevent it from being taken away and used casually, then how can it be called my blood? Just like I am locked up in that shabby place of your Qin family every day, and I can't take a step out without permission - you think I am good like that, right? But I need to spend a lot of time every day to suppress my urge to kill you at any time."

"Every time I have my blood drawn, I look forward to this day—"

The cold blade gently touched the boy's skin, which still had no scars, and moved around like a caress: "Let you and your mother also feel the feeling of not being able to control the blood flowing in your body and not being able to make your own decisions."

That day, when Qin Wu was found on the yacht, he was already in a dying state.

Except for his neck, he had a total of 126 cuts on his body. Excessive blood loss almost caused irreversible nerve damage. The Qin family went to great lengths to find the best doctors from all over the world for consultation, and finally rescued Qin Wu.

Afterwards, Mrs. Qin issued a very strict gag order on the matter - the man was captured and brought back to the Qin family as a blood bag, but the house was set on fire and the heir was captured, while the elite members of the Qin family escaped unscathed - this was an unprecedented embarrassment.

And the most important thing is one point, which she never said out loud - that orphan was horrible.

Even if she escaped twice in half a year, at most people would think she was disobedient and that she would behave herself if she was beaten up.

She had been beaten, hypnotized, imprisoned, and cornered, yet she never let anyone see that she was a lunatic.

Everyone thought she had compromised, and even thought she had been moved by Qin Wu.

That's why her sudden attack was so terrifying.

Such precise timing, swiftness, and ruthlessness.

A private doctor of the Qin family who was also Qin Wu's distant cousin took her aside after the rescue and told her quietly.

"The murderer was not a passionate killer."

He said: "She was very calm. Except for the wound on the neck, every knife she stabbed avoided the vital parts and the force was just right, so that the young master would not bleed to death in a short time."

"My advice is, don't mess with this guy anymore."

——Mrs. Qin certainly knew this.

Ye Shiyi cut 126 wounds on Qin Wu's body - she was imprisoned in the Qin family for 126 days.

Every day when she was "playing" with Qin Wu and seemed to be moved, she was calculating the number of wounds she would leave on Qin Wu's body.

Whenever Mrs. Qin thought of this, she felt terrified.

That's why she couldn't understand Qin Wu even more.

·

"Maybe you should continue to see a psychiatrist." She said in the dim light, "You can't forget all those wounds, right?"

"I didn't forget."

The man lay on his back on the sofa in the deeper darkness, his eyes glowing faintly like will-o'-the-wisp.

"I remember it very clearly."

·

On that endless sea.

He used his last remaining consciousness to ask Ye Shiyi, who was only fourteen years old at the time: "If I refuse to let you go, will you really kill me?"

The girl who was about to leave stopped, turned around at the door of the cabin in the wind and waves, looked down at him lying on the ground like a dead dog, and smiled.

"Don't tempt me. Even without any preconditions, I've always been itching to do it."

"...Then why...don't you do it?"

"Although life is not that precious to me, it is not so precious that I am willing to die with someone like you."

She turned around, walked back to Qin Wu who was about to faint, squatted down, and looked into his eyes.

"So I emphasize again, from now on, don't let me see your face again."

"Otherwise, I really won't be able to control myself..."

She slapped his face with the cleaned knife.