After rebirth, the old, weak, sick and disabled are a family

She leaned lazily on the sofa, picked up the wine glass, sipped gently, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Nineteen Bends of Yaochi, what a beautiful name!"

"Nineteen, bring out my big treasure for everyone to see."

As soon as she finished her words, a whole pig was dropped from the plane.

Before the pig fell into the water, a huge white shark broke out of the water and swallowed the pig in one gulp.

One, two... three... countless white sharks gathered on the blood-stained sea.

Keep jumping up.

Mr. Zhao is the next pig.

Unfortunately, there is only one.

Only one shark is lucky enough to taste the delicious pork.

An instruction appeared on the screen, and the drone suddenly lost control and began to sway in the air.

"what--!"

Mr. Zhao's heart-wrenching scream echoed in the empty sky.

Niu Shuyue looked at the scene on the screen and smiled even more brightly.

"Boss Zhao, look, this is my Nineteen-Turn Yaochi.

Now, it is my private sea. And you will be the first victim of this sea."

Her words were full of coldness and cruelty, as if Mr. Zhao’s life and death was just a game to her.

"The black water swirls with murderous intent, and the nineteen bends reveal life and death."

Her voice rang out in Thornrose Manor and in the homes of the directors, like Satan, with a hint of chill.

An instruction appeared on the screen, and the drone suddenly lost control and began to sway in the air.

"what!"

"How about this! I'll count to ten seconds and then I'll descend ten meters. I'll count to six tens, which is exactly one minute. Sixty meters is exactly the height that the white shark jumps to."

"Everyone, do you think Mr. Zhao will be bitten by a white shark?"

Nie Shuyue stood up slowly, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, opened it, and saw the beautiful sunset outside.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."

She pressed the remote down for each number she counted.

"You directors, don't think I'm only going to kill Mr. Zhao, right? After all, the game has just begun."

Her voice sounded leisurely, with a hint of playfulness.

All the directors were shocked. Could there be someone else?

Sure enough, a new picture appeared on the screen again.

Mr. Qian's son.

He was sitting in a casino where one thought could lead to heaven or hell, gambling heavily.

A look of addiction.

Qu Shuyue chuckled, "This is just the beginning, the game has just begun."

"His starting chips were 1 billion, but now he has only 1 million left.

After Director Zhao dies, if any of you dare to quit, I will replace you with his son.

Anyway, you have so many sons and daughters, you don’t care if one or two die.”

Her voice was soft, but it was filled with an endless chill that made everyone present shiver.

Mr. Qian's face changed drastically. He looked at the screen in horror, as if he saw something terrible.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."

Every time Nie Shuyue counted a number, Mr. Zhao screamed and the scene switched to another one.

He is Mr. Sun’s son.

He was surrounded by women of all kinds, and he was hugging them left and right, feeling very happy.

"I know that Mr. Sun's son likes all kinds of beauties. Unfortunately, beauties always have some small flaws."

"Gonorrhea, syphilis, genital warts, genital herpes, hepatitis B, hepatitis C, syphilis... I don't know if he will be equally attentive and taste every one of them."

Nie Shuyue’s smile grew brighter and brighter, like a blooming poppy, beautiful yet deadly.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."

Following Qu Shuyue's countdown again.

Mr. Sun’s face was pale and his body was shaking.

The scene on the screen changed again, and this time it was Director Li’s daughter who appeared...

Her eyes were covered with a black cloth, her hands were tied behind her back, and she was being pushed into a dark room.

"Mr. Li, I heard that your daughter likes adventure, excitement, and challenging the unknown.

This room is specially prepared for her by me, and there are countless unknowns waiting for her inside. "

Niu Shuyue's laughter echoed in the darkness, with a hint of strange excitement.

Director Li's face was pale and his lips were trembling, but he couldn't utter a word.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."

Niu Shuyue continued to count down leisurely, and with each number she counted, the scene on the screen became more terrifying.

"Mr. Jay, I heard that your daughter is a talented pianist. Those hands should be the purest notes in the world, right?"

On the screen, Jay Chou's daughter was forced to sit in front of a piano.

Her hands were fixed on the piano keys, and her eyes were filled with helplessness and fear.

"I will let her hands play the last movement of her life."

As soon as Qu Shuyue finished speaking.

Jay Chou stood up suddenly, his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were full of fear and despair.

However, Qu Shuyue seemed not to see his reaction.

Continuing to count down leisurely, each number was like the knell of death, echoing in everyone's hearts.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."

Mr. Zhao finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted:

"Miss, I was wrong. Just tell me what you want and I'll give you everything. All my property, all my rights, I'll give you everything. Stop torturing me like this!"

Niu Shuyue stopped counting down and smiled slightly. That smile was like a spring breeze, but it was also bitterly cold.

"Mr. Zhao, you are wrong. What I want is not only your property, but also your fear, your despair, and everything about you."

Her words were cold and cruel, sending a chill down the spine of everyone present.

“Do you know how hard I tried?

I started my education at the age of three, and by the age of six I had human memories, and this is how it is today.

I don't have time to rest. I have to learn twice as much as I should, both mine and my father's.

Even on the two days when Qu Jiuchi and Li Quyao died, and the day they were buried, I never relaxed for a moment.

I can't cry. As the only heir of the Que family, and a girl at that, I have no right to cry.

I studied sixteen hours a day and was admitted to Huajing University with the highest score in the country.

But you all voted against my joining the board of directors.

My project was rejected unanimously for no reason, not once, but eight times.

He said hundreds of things that looked down on me, and not a single one of them was any advice.

They are all insults, insults to my gender, my age, my personality, and even my efforts.

You say I am young, inexperienced, and unqualified. Fine, I will endure it, I will give in, and I will give you time, but what about you?

You have united to suppress me and try to sideline me.

Now, I will give them a taste of their own medicine and see how capable you so-called directors are!"

Her voice was like a cold blade, cutting through everyone's heart.

All the directors present were pale and trembling.

They finally understood this woman who seemed weak on weekdays.

He actually has such a strong desire for revenge and such cruel means.

"what……"

Director Zhao's screams came through the Bluetooth, echoing in the empty hall, breaking the original silence.

The screen suddenly went dark with a hissing sound, and all the images disappeared.

She poured another glass of red wine, swishing it, and asked calmly.

"Are you still going to unanimously reject my joining the board? Unanimously reject my project without any reason?"

"Do you want more?"

"Are you afraid of death? I'm not afraid! Not at all!"

"I'm very afraid of water, but I... every time I see water, I still want to jump in and make everyone jump in."

Her voice was soft and trembling, but it became lower and lower, as if she was telling a secret buried deep in her heart.

It seemed as if he was talking to himself, but every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

The directors begged for mercy, and they never dared to underestimate the young heiress again.

Director Qian's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and sweat flowed down his forehead like a waterfall.

His voice trembled and he spoke with difficulty:

"No, no, we were wrong, miss, we were wrong.

We agree to your joining the board and your project, please let us go."

She stood up suddenly, and the wine glass shattered in her hands.

Glass shards and red wine splashed onto the ground, as messy as her mood at the moment.

"Why does the Qu family's company need the consent of people with other surnames like you? I don't want your consent, I want my own consent."

Qu Shuyue said with a sneer.

She walked to the screen and scanned the directors one by one.

"Remember, this is the Que family's company, not your playground. If you want to survive here, you must learn to respect me and the Que family."

Her voice was firm and strong, like a heart of stone.

The directors lowered their heads one after another, not daring to raise any objections.