Save the Sick Iceberg Project

Vanster Mansion.

Whoa!

The cup smashed to pieces on the ground, Zhao Yuanqi panted and looked around, grabbed the blue and white porcelain vase on the shelf and was about to throw it to the ground, Tan Hu and Wu Feng jumped on it together, each grabbed his arm: "Master! Calm down!"

"Calm down!" Zhao Yuanqi violently pushed them away, "He doesn't think anything I do is good! In his eyes, I'll always be a fucking trash who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun!"

The blue and white porcelain was mercilessly thrown to the ground, and the six figures were instantly wiped out.

"Didn't I win that project in City K! Didn't I always contribute to signing the contract with the Alliance Strategic Development Agency! Why can't he see my achievements!" Zhao Yuanqi yelled, her feminine face was twisted hysterically. Not such an irrational person, but no one can keep a mask-like smile in the face of his father's negation again and again.

Wu Feng cautiously stepped forward to persuade him: "Of course the master knows it in his heart, but he just didn't want to praise too much and let the young master relax too early. The master only has you as a son, so can you not have high hopes for you?"

"Put high hopes?" Zhao Yuanqi panted and turned her head, "He is clearly afraid of me, afraid that I will take away his power!"

The furious emotion made him look creepy and ruthless. Wu Feng had seen this look thousands of times, and every time this expression appeared, it meant that someone was going to be unlucky.If they don't misfortune at this time, they will be the ones who suffer.

"Master is jealous of you, doesn't it mean that you are doing too well?"

Wu Feng's kung fu of talking about people and talking about others is perfect, he followed Zhao Yuanqi's scales, and he suppressed his monstrous anger little by little in a few sentences.

Tan Hu is very good at reading people's faces, so he took the opportunity to hand over a cup of tea with both hands: "Young master calm down, do you want to find some watery ones for you to help you vent your anger."

For thousands of years, the struggle for power in wealthy and wealthy families has never stopped. At the beginning, Zhao Cheng gave birth to an only son in order to prevent his sons from killing each other and fighting for power in the future.However, in a wealthy family that has always killed people without blood, even father and son are not very close. Will not give him too much real power.

So when Zhao Yuanqi wanted the M City project as a birthday gift, Zhao Cheng was noncommittal, but the next day he gave him an extremely gorgeous medieval painting and a set of Song Dynasty official kiln porcelain plates. No wonder Zhao Yuanqi was furious.

Zhao Yuanqi took a few deep breaths and finally calmed down.

"No tea, give me a Bordeaux."

This kind of extreme rage gaffe is really ugly. Zhao Yuanqi straightened her couture coat and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window with a wine glass in her hand. The vast night was reflected in his dark eyes. Are you tired of playing before?"

When the mood is extremely irritable, only indulgence//desire can balance the dark fire that cannot be vented.Women are like disposable tools, cheap but easy to use.

Wu Feng took a big step: "I'll call you right away."

"Wait." Zhao Yuanqi raised her hand suddenly, and in the night, a person attracted his attention—a girl hurriedly ran into the drugstore, her long hair was flying behind her, she looked back inadvertently, she was so beautiful that she turned white after washing. Her lavender dress was rolled up by the wind as she ran, revealing her delicate skin like snow, just like the unstained lotus in the night, which is incompatible with this chaotic night.

I'm used to seeing exquisite or kitsch goods in Fengyuechang, but I didn't expect to see such beautiful and beautiful things on the street by chance.

"I want that." Zhao Yuanqi narrowed her eyes, and pointed her finger downstairs, "Bring her here for a change."

At this time, Rong Qiu downstairs didn't know how a simple "change taste" by one person would ruin her life.

Five minutes later, Rong Qiu ran out of the pharmacy with the antipyretics he had just bought in his arms, but was grabbed by two people.

"What are you doing!"

Encountering a sudden kidnapping in a strange city, Rong Qiu was startled for a second, and then began to struggle desperately.

"Help!!" She yelled to the pedestrians around for help. Some pedestrians saw it and wanted to stop it, but when they saw Tan Hu's muscles bursting, no one dared to step forward.

The pills were scattered on the ground, Rong Qiu screamed and was led into the alley by Tan Hu and Wu Feng.

Perhaps because she felt that her struggling voice was too loud, Tan Hu punched her mercilessly, the heart-piercing pain came, and Rong Qiu fell into a coma.

She was dragged all the way to Zhao Yuanqi's room, and when she woke up, she was thrown on the dark red carved bed, her hands were tied like a sacrificial offering, and a feminine man in expensive clothes was watching condescendingly. She raised her chin.

"You're not from City A, are you?" Zhao Yuanqi pinched her chin with great interest, and looked at her face as if examining jewels, the darkness in the depths of her casual gaze made Rong Qiu's hair stand on end.

"Why did you arrest me! This is illegal!" Rong Qiu trembled like a fallen leaf in the wind, glaring at the strange man.Even a strong person will inevitably lose control of his emotions and collapse in this kind of shame and panic, "Let me go! What are you going to do! Help!!"

Living in city B where fish and dragons are mixed since she was a child, Rong Qiu never went out in the middle of the night. She knew that there were not only normal people in this world, but also devils. However, she never met them once in city B, because Rong Xin was with her almost every day. She goes to and from school and brings her home before dark.

She never imagined that in city A, where the night was also illuminated by neon lights like day, there would be something more unbearable than the devil walking unscrupulously in the white night.

"It's more convenient if it's not from City A." Zhao Yuanqi laughed, ignoring her screams, as if she knew that no one would disturb her here, she took off her coat.

"What are you doing! Don't! Go away! Help!—"

The atrocities started without warning.

That noble young master is like the cold and cruel Shura, who has taken off the gorgeous package and is as crazy as a wild beast.Rong Qiu cursed angrily, she begged, she sobbed in pain, but she didn't have the strength to break free from him at all.

A second seemed as long as a lifetime. The pain inside her body tore Rong Qiu inch by inch. The hoarse howling and crying made her throat smell of blood. During the struggle, the rope was deeply embedded in the bowl of her hand, and she cursed out. She had never cursed a word in her life, but in the end there was nothing left but crying and screaming.

She is in hell.

The pure and pure body was destroyed, and the soul was torn into pieces.It was getting bright, and the young master finally got tired of playing, he threw her away like a bag of garbage, took out a wad of money from his wallet, and threw it on the bed without looking at it.

Red pieces of paper were scattered on Rong Qiu's side, stained with her bright red blood, she was like a torn doll, her red and swollen eyes were empty and lifeless.

The man didn't even treat her as a human being.

Zhao Yuanqi lit a cigar leisurely and smoked for a while, then received a phone call from a friend inviting him to play golf in the afternoon, put on a bathrobe, turned and left happily.

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It was already a week later when Rong Xin saw her sister, in the simple ward of City B Hospital.

Rong Xin wanted to rush out to kill someone like crazy, but was held down desperately by his classmates, Xie Zhiyuan, and neighbors' uncles and aunts. Rong Xin sat paralyzed in front of his sister's hospital bed, and that was the first time he cried bitterly.

Another week later, Rong Qiu was discharged from the hospital.

Rong Qiu's boyfriend said euphemistically that he would be separated for a while to let her recuperate, but Rong Qiu agreed without saying anything.

She seemed to be a different person, she didn't care about anything anymore.Rong Qiu, who used to be lively and cheerful, smiling like a flower, and determined to be admitted to Hope University, seemed to have disappeared from her body. She began to sit at home every day and night, knitting a scarf for Rong Xin, not going out, Don't go to school, don't have any interaction with other people.

The neighbor's aunt often sent some eggs and vegetables, and wanted to comfort her with words, but seeing her like this, she could only sigh.

"What a good child, ruined." Everyone felt sorry.

Rong Xin cooks for her in different ways every day, and uses various methods to make her happy, but it has no effect.

Rong Qiu would wake up screaming and crying every night, Rong Xin simply moved his quilt to the floor next to her bed, and as soon as she woke up, she immediately got up and turned on the light to hug her.

"It's okay, sister, I'm here, no one can hurt you anymore."

The two souls who depended on each other stumbled through more than ten years of difficult years. They thought it would become clear in a few years, but they never thought that fate would be so absurd.

Rong Qiu was shivering in his younger brother's arms. When she was a child, she hugged Rong Xin to comfort her, but when she grew up, it was the other way around.In the cold night, Rong Xin's heart seemed to be stabbed deeply by a knife. The pain brought out flesh and blood, and the hatred invaded the bone marrow. But no matter how he asked, Rong Qiu still refused to tell him about his enemy. who is it.

The person who hurt her must be the upper class of city A that they can't offend. Rong Qiu was afraid that he would fly into the flames, and would rather endure the painful suffering alone for the rest of his life.

Time passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, two months had passed since that incident happened.

One day when Rong Xin was making scrambled eggs with chili peppers, he received a call from Xie Zhiyuan. He accidentally scrambled the dishes, and the room was full of smoky, choking chili peppers. Fanning the wind with a book, looking at each other's embarrassed tears, after two months, Rong Qiu finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Rong Xin was so happy that day that he jumped for joy. He used the pocket money he had saved for two weeks to buy a roast chicken. The two had a long-lost meal. Seeing the faint smile on his sister's face, he tensed up. After more than two months, my nerves finally relaxed a little, and I felt that the painful winter was finally coming to an end.

Sure enough, that night, Rong Qiu drove him back to his own room: "Go back to sleep, sister is fine."

Rong Xin slept on the floor for two months, and when he returned to the bed again, he almost felt a little uncomfortable. He turned his head three times and said, "Then if you have something to do at night, remember to call me, I'm next door."

Rong Xin's house has a total of [-] square meters. It is said that it is next door, but in fact it is separated by a door. Rong Qiu nodded: "Okay."

After two months, she felt as if she was finally slowly breaking free from that hellish nightmare. Even though she would never forget the painful feeling for the rest of her life, she wanted to try to get back on track.Today, she wants to try to sleep peacefully by herself.

Rong Qiu closed the door, walked slowly to his bed and sat down.

In the small, empty room, she could almost hear her heart beating. It was obviously the simplest movement to lie down, but when there was only one person, it seemed so difficult.

She sat silently in the room without daring to move. Once she was alone, her mind would uncontrollably think of the big bright red bed, the panting man and the disgusting smell of high-end fragrance in the air. .

Fear gradually eroded from her ankles, and she realized that she was not that brave. She almost panicked and wanted to rush out to find Rong Xin, but suddenly heard a "ding dong" sound from her mobile phone.

People in City A have popularized high-tech smartphones almost a long time ago, but what Rong Qiu holds is a flip phone with only the most basic functions.

The ringtone saved her. At this time, only a few of her girlfriends should be sending her messages. If I can read their letters, maybe I will be stronger.

Rong Qiu took a deep breath and turned on the phone, and was about to borrow them to regain their courage, but found that the sender was an unknown number.

Her heart was beating violently suddenly, and something seemed to tell her not to open that text message, but her trembling fingers didn't listen at all, so she clicked on it.

【You did a good job last time, the young master likes it very much, and wants to continue our relationship with you.Send someone to pick you up at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, and you will have the money.Don't try to run, or this photo will be sent to everyone you know. 】

Attached below is a photo of myself in the big red bed two months ago.

Rong Qiu stared at the text message and felt that he was dead for a moment.

The photos seemed to be infinitely magnified in the field of vision, and hellish screams and wild laughter rang in my ears.

The blood all over her body rushed into her brain in an instant, her eyes were bloodshot with fright, her body trembled and almost fell into pieces, and the mobile phone in her hand seemed to have turned into a bloody monster in an instant, and she slammed it out!

"Ah!—" The piercing roar broke through the night.

Rong Qiu fell to the ground in a frenzy, with his long hair loose, he slammed into the wall, and the top of his head was dripping with blood.

"Sister!!" Rong Xin rushed over the first second she screamed, smashed open the door and rushed over, and hugged Rong Qiu, who was desperately hitting the wall, into his arms, "What's the matter, sister?" !"

"Why!" Rong Qiu cried and almost collapsed. She thought that she could survive it. She thought that everything would be wiped away with time, but she never thought that she was always under the watchful eye of the devil. You can drag yourself back to hell.

"Why!" In the messy hair, Rong Qiu cried hoarsely and grabbed Rong Xin's arm with such strength that he almost pinched his flesh, crying: "I have never done anything bad in my life, why should I be so right?" I!"

"It's okay, sister! It's all over!" Rong Xin trembled with heartache, and his teeth trembled with anger. He hugged Rong Qiu tightly in his arms, but found that this time seemed different from before, even though he hugged him very tightly. , but it seemed that he could never touch her again.

"What did I do wrong..." Rong Qiu's tears fell silently, the eyes of the stunning beauty in the past were so hopeless and empty, "My life has been ruined."

The author has something to say: Seeing how pitiful my sister is, I know why Rong Xin hates Zhao Yuanqi so much~

The wicked will be rewarded with evil!

It will be sweet later!don't worry~

It was on the shelf yesterday, so the update time is a bit confusing, and it will return to normal tomorrow, half of which will be updated at noon~

The previous setting was my sister’s self-shading, but the new regulations prohibit writing, so I will slightly modify it. There are not many places involved in the previous article, and they have all been changed~

感谢在2020-07-0513:00:33~2020-07-0701:55:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: 1 flash;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Netherdust;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!