Wrong Marriage: The CEO's Sweet Bride

A few minutes later, Qin Shu was escorted by two people and brought into a room similar to a laboratory. The bright light illuminated the dirt all over her body clearly.

She was as embarrassed as a beggar who had just crawled out of a pile of dead people.

But she did emerge from a pile of corpses, piles of animal corpses.

As soon as she entered the room, a strong gaze that could not be ignored immediately locked on her!

Qin Shu raised his eyes, and after getting used to the too bright light, he saw clearly the figure sitting not far away.

It was a slender and lean man in a silver overcoat. The palm of his hand resting on the chair seemed to be covered only by a thin layer of skin, with subcutaneous tendons faintly visible.The wrist bone protrudes high, and further up, there is a thin wrist exposed from the sleeve.

His facial features are very three-dimensional, but they are not as deep as men's, but more feminine. His skin is also uncommonly white, but his lips are bright red, forming a sharp contrast.

What a sharp and strange face.

Especially those eagle hooked eyes, looking at it gloomyly, as if looking at a dead object, it makes people very uncomfortable.

"Boss, I brought it here." The subordinate said to the man respectfully.

He was still a little scared of this woman who had come back from the dead. After saying this, he immediately let go of his hand and took a step to the side.

Qin Shu's hands were freed, and he immediately relaxed a lot. He moved his shoulders and arms slightly.

She didn't intend to run away until she figured out her situation.

Moreover, according to her observations when she came all the way just now, it should not be easy to leave this place.

Why bother with pointless struggle.

Her eyes returned to the man who had been sizing her up all the time, she thought for a while, and said tentatively: "You are the eldest son of the Yan family... Yan Jing?"

The voice that came out was hoarse and unpleasant, which surprised her.

But then I thought, after staying in that airtight room full of corpse and musty smell for an unknown amount of time, it's not surprising that my throat has become like this.

She calmly looked at the man opposite, waiting for his response.

"Just by the title of my subordinates, I can judge my identity. Sure enough, Miss Qin is a very smart woman."

Yan Jing said quietly, the corners of his crimson lips twitched obliquely, and the smile didn't reach his eyes.

His words are equivalent to admitting his identity.

Qin Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

Now it can be regarded as confirming that he has neither time-traveled nor resurrected with a dead body.

She is still herself.

As for the reason for her resurrection from the dead, it is still unclear.

Of course, she is not the only one who is curious about this question.

Yan Jing slowly got up from the chair and walked towards her.

The gloomy and cold eyes are always looking at her.

When he was about two meters away from Qin Shu, he stopped, raised his hand to cover the tip of his nose, showing a trace of disgust.

Qin Shu knew that she stinks badly, not to mention other people, she didn't want to smell more.

But now is not the time to be embarrassed.

She looked at Yan Jing with her usual expression, and asked the most important question to her at the moment: "I don't know how Young Master Yan plans to deal with me?"

Yan Jing took away the hand that was covering his nose, gave a wicked low smile, and said, "That depends on whether you want to die or live."

"No one wants to die, right?" Qin Shu looked at him calmly.

Yan Jing narrowed his slender eyes, and his eyes became sharper.

He said in a hoarse voice: "Very well, then tell me, why did you die and live again?"

Qin Shu looked at him without surprise, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "Even I don't understand why this happened, so how can I explain it to you?"

Before the words fell, I saw a dangerous aura suddenly appeared on the other party's face.

Qin Shu's heart tightened slightly, and he deliberately added: "Perhaps... only Shi Qiannan can explain clearly, after all, he killed me."

"Shi Qiannan..."

Yan Jing said the name in a low voice, and his expression became a little more thought-provoking.

He looked at Qin Shu strangely, and then pressed something in his hand.

Located in the center of the room is a large metal cylinder that needs to be surrounded by three people. The outer alloy layer is separated from the middle position up and down, exposing the glass cylinder inside.

The cylinder is hollow and filled with a special light green liquid. In the liquid, a person is soaked, his posture is distorted, and his facial expression is frozen at the last moment before his death: ferocious pain.

When Qin Shu recognized the identity of the corpse soaked in the green liquid, his pupils shrank suddenly, with a shocking feeling.

It's Shi Qiannan!

At the same time, Yan Jing's voice sounded faintly: "I want to ask this old man, but unfortunately, he can't speak anymore."

He looked at Shi Qiannan's body with regret.

Qin Shu followed his words and asked, "Since he is dead, why do you still put him here?"

Yan Jing stared at the painful expression on Shi Qiannan's face, curled his lips, and said two words coldly: "Traitor."

As he said that, he turned to Qin Shu, but pointed at Shi Qiannan who was soaked in the pillar behind him, and said with a half-smile: "Don't you think that you can see the painful faces of people you hate every day? Is it a very pleasant thing?"

"..."

Qin Shu was speechless.

It's not that Shi Qiannan will be treated like this after his death, but he just thinks... this Young Master Yan is quite perverted.

Yan Jing restored the pillar to its original shape, and returned the topic to Qin Shu.

There was an imperceptible frenzy in his dark eyes, and he said slowly, "Although Shi Qiannan is dead, we can find out the answer by ourselves."

Hearing this, Qin Shu met his straight gaze in puzzlement, and smelled a hint of danger in a trance.

"What do you want to do?" Qin Shu asked with some vigilance.

Yan Jing said intriguingly: "Don't worry, since you said you want to live, as long as you cooperate well, I don't think you... can die."

After the last word fell, the corners of his lips raised, and the smile on his face became more and more sinister.

Qin Shu couldn't laugh, her mood was serious.

She couldn't figure out what this Yan Jing wanted to do, but she just had a very bad feeling that what this perverted man was going to do was definitely not a good thing...

But she never thought that what awaits her next will be the darkest, cruelest and boundless purgatory.

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Before the official start, Yan Jing couldn't bear Qin Shu's dirty and stinking appearance.

He asked his subordinates to take her to be cleaned.

Qin Shu washed her body in cooperation, and changed into a simple white long dress prepared for her by her subordinates.

When I saw Yan Jing again, it was in another room.

In a bright and airtight room, there is a simple table by the wall with a sharp dagger on it.

After the two subordinates pushed Qin Shu involuntarily, they locked the heavy metal door with a bang.

Yan Jing slowly picked up the dagger from the table and played with it in his hand.

Seeing this, Qin Shu's heart skipped a beat. Subconsciously, he pressed his back against the cold metal door, tensed his whole body, and stared at the other party defensively.