The villain of Kuaishou is my treasure

Qin family villa.

Second floor bedroom.

At noon, black curtains blocked the sun, and the house was lit with dim lights.

Qin Lang sat stiffly on the wheelchair, his upper body was fixed with a metal bracket, behind his neck, there was something like a neck pillow, which clamped his head, allowing him to straighten his back.

With his back to the door, he sat silently.

In the room, it seems that the sun hasn't been shining for a long time. Even if it is cleaned every day, it still exudes a dark and corrupt atmosphere, which makes people involuntarily afraid.

The air is all still.

'嗄吱'...

A soft sound.

The door was pushed open from the outside.

Qin Lang heard footsteps, but did not move.

His face was expressionless, as if he was dead.

Since the stroke and divorce, he has been like this, refusing to communicate with others and refusing to go out.

until……

"Ahh!! Grandpa Qin, Grandma Qin, let me go!! I, I am not your daughter-in-law, I don't want to marry my little uncle, please, don't treat me like this!!"

"It hurts, ah! Don't twist it, my arm!"

Chu Qingqing's cry of pain came from far and near, reaching Qin Lang's ears, his dead eyes trembled suddenly, he controlled the wheelchair with difficulty and stiffly, and turned around.

His parents, with disheveled hair and sweaty faces, grabbed Chu Qingqing and threw her into the room.

"Alang, this woman...this vixen, Mom found it for you, don't you like her? Mom asked her to marry you and serve you for the rest of her life!"

The old lady Qin grabbed Chu Qingqing's hair and dragged her to Qin Lang, her old face said sadly: "Son, look at her, look at mom!"

"Please speak!"

"Alang, cheer up, you are still young, only in your thirties, the doctor said that you may be cured, even if it doesn't work, you can still walk with a cane, you can't just give up like this!!"

Old Master Qin persuaded in pain, and kicked Chu Qingqing to move forward, "My parents begged for this woman for you."

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts!"

Chu Qingqing was kicked and rolled over, screaming and crawling to Qin Lang's feet.

But no one paid any attention to her.

"Little uncle, save me...Grandpa Qin and Grandma Qin are too much, they, they scold me and beat me, little uncle..."

Chu Qingqing cried and threw herself in front of the wheelchair, grabbed Qin Lang's trouser legs, and looked up at him! !

"Ah, ah, ghost!"

She screamed.

The sequelae of stroke made Qin Lang, who was originally handsome and elegant, had his mouth crooked and his eyes slanted, half of his face was distorted like a grimace, his lips were crooked, his saliva flowed down uncontrollably, his body was as thin as a dead wood, his neck, wrists, ankles, etc. Where the skin is exposed, the large joints are raised high.

Watching sharp poke people.

The eyeballs were stiff and drooping straight down, revealing sinister and cruelty.

"Ah, help, there are ghosts, there are ghosts."

Chu Qingqing collapsed in fright, her legs stepped on the carpet, and she scrambled back.

"Dad, Mom..."

A hint of despair and tyranny flashed across Qin Lang's gloomy pupils.

After that, there was overwhelming anger.

Chu Qingqing, a slut who can flirt with men at a young age and has been raped by other men, why should she dislike him?

How dare she?

Does she fit too?

Qin Lang thought crazily.

His wife cheated, his family property was lost, and he was paralyzed. The pain of having to rely on a wheelchair for the rest of his life made Qin Lang's spirit not normal. Now he is resentful, wishing to drag everyone to hell.

Filled with anger, he raised his arm with difficulty and swung the vase to Chu Qingqing.

"what!!"

Dirty water splashed on Chu Qingqing's head and face, and rotten flower petals stained her clothes, emitting a stench.

"She... I, I, woo, stayed, thank you, thank you parents, me, woo, I will cheer up."

Qin Lang said intermittently and stiffly.

Saliva flowed out uncontrollably.

Shame and anger flashed in his eyes.

But Mr. Qin and Mrs. Qin were very relieved. It was the first time that the youngest son was willing to talk after the accident happened for so long.

"Okay, Alang, as long as you are willing to cheer up, Mom will let this bitch serve you for the rest of your life. I'll go to Chu Lao Si right now, and I'll get your certificates for you tomorrow."

The old lady Qin said in surprise, and then called the housekeeper loudly, "In the future, the second young master will be served by the second young lady. You should watch from the side, don't let the second young lady be lazy."

She gritted her teeth.

"Yes, old lady."

The housekeeper responded blankly, and grabbed Chu Qingqing who was screaming and crawling to escape.

Seeing this, Mrs. Qin felt relieved to leave.

Silence returned to the house.

"Dad, you, what else do you have, woo, woo, what's the matter?"

Qin Lang asked aloud.

Old Master Qin looked hesitant, and after a long while, he finally sighed, "Ah Lang... Chu Mohan and Xiao Rao's wedding will be next month, and they invited our family to attend."

"Including you and Chu Qingqing."

"Uh!"

Qin Lang choked in pain.

"No, I don't want to, I don't want to participate, I don't want to see Xiao Rao get married, I don't want to see her become the mistress of the Chu family."

Chu Qingqing also struggled like a cat whose tail was trampled on, jumping up like a fish out of water, screaming frantically, "Why, why? She is my defeat, and my uncle doesn't want her anymore. , she is just an abandoned woman, from a poor family??"

"How could she be superior? What qualifications does she have!!"

"She's going to marry my little grandfather~~ I don't believe it, I don't believe it!! It's impossible."

"I'm not going to, I definitely won't!"

Chu Qingqing cried and howled Tao.

Mr. Qin was indifferent, but seeing his younger son's eye sockets bloodshot, his heart ached, but he could only ruthlessly say, "Ah Lang, you and Chu Qingqing have offended Xiao Rao terribly, she invited our family to the wedding , I just want to vent my anger, now..."

"Oh, she sold Qin's shares, and we lost a lot of money. Chu Mohan is not tolerant, so we dare not offend them."

"If people want to vent their anger and see our embarrassment, you, you have to let them see."

Mr. Qin covered his face and said in pain.

Qin Lang's crooked face became even more distorted, his stiff body trembled slightly, and the shaking frame that fixed him made a sound.

For a long time...

"I, I go!"

he said with difficulty

"well!"

Mr. Qin choked up and said, couldn't bear to look more, and ordered in a cold voice, "Chu Qingqing, take good care of A-Lang, otherwise, you won't have anything to eat tonight."

After speaking, he turned and went out.

The moment he closed the door, he seemed to hear the sound of something being kicked down in the room and Chu Qingqing's muffled screams.

However, he didn't pause, just sighed and staggered away.

In the house!

Chu Qingqing was lying face down, her arms and legs were firmly held down by the housekeeper.

Qin Lang controlled the wheelchair and crushed her face one by one.

"Bitch, bitch, bitch!"

Grind it, he cursed.

Chu Qingqing had runny nose and tears all over her face, and she cried out in pain, 'Woooo', however, her mouth was blocked by the carpet, she couldn't even cry out, she could only let out a muffled sob.

Like a cry from hell.