Qin Family Villa.

Second floor bedroom.

At noon, the dark curtains blocked the sun and dim lights were lit in the house.

Qin Lang sat stiffly in the wheelchair, his upper body fixed with a metal bracket. There was something similar to a neck pillow behind his neck, clamping his head so that he could straighten his back.

He sat silently with his back to the door.

It seems that the sun has not shone in a long time. Even though I cleaned it every day, it still emits a dark and corrupt atmosphere, which makes people involuntarily fear.

The air is silent.

‘Yaozhi’…

A light sound.

The door was pushed open from the outside.

Qin Lang heard the sound of footsteps, but did not move at all.

With a expressionless face, he seemed to be dead.

Since he had a divorce from a stroke, he has been like this, refusing to communicate with others and refuse to go out.

until……

"Ahhhh!! Grandpa Qin, Grandma Qin, let me go!! I, I am not your wife, I don't want to marry my uncle, please don't treat me like this!!"

"It hurts so much, ahhh! Don't twist my arm!"

Chu Qingqing's pain came from far to near, and reached Qin Lang's ears. His silent eyes trembled suddenly, and he controlled the wheelchair hard and stiffly, and turned around.

His parents were disheveled in their hair, and their faces were covered in sweat, and they grabbed Chu Qingqing in a mess and threw her into the room.

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

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

"You talk!"

"Alang, cheer up a little. You are still young and only in your thirties. The doctor said that you may be cured. Even if it doesn't work, you can walk with a cane. You can't just give up!!"

Mr. Qin persuaded him in pain and kicked Chu Qingqing forward, "This woman, my parents have asked you for it."

"Ahhh, it hurts so much, it hurts!"

Chu Qingqing was kicked and rolled around, and crawled to Qin Lang's feet screaming.

But no one paid attention to her.

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

Chu Qingqing cried and rushed to the wheelchair, grabbed Qin Lang's trouser legs, and looked up at him!!

"Ahhhh, ghost!"

She screamed.

The sequelae of stroke made Qin Lang, who was originally handsome and elegant, crooked his mouth and his eyes slanted, and half of his face was skewed like a grimace. His lips were crooked, and his saliva flowed down uncontrollably. His body as thin as a dead wood, his neck, wrists, and feet were exposed, and his large joints were raised high.

Looking at the sharp poking man.

The eyes were stiff and stern, hanging down straight, revealing sinister and cruelty.

"Ahhhh, help, there are ghosts, there are ghosts."

Chu Qingqing collapsed in fear, and stepped on the carpet with her legs and feet, rolling and crawling backwards.

"Dad, mom..."

A hint of despair and tyranny flashed through Qin Lang's sinister pupils.

Then, there was anger overwhelming.

Chu Qingqing, a bitch who can hook up with men at a young age and has been fucked by other men, why should she dislike him?

How dare she?

She deserves it too?

Qin Lang thought crazy.

My wife cheated on her, lost all her property, and she was paralyzed. The pain of living on a wheelchair for the rest of her life made Qin Lang's mental state unnatural. He is now resentful and hateful, and he is eager to drag everyone to hell.

A full of anger gushed out, and he raised his arm with difficulty and waved the vase to Chu Qingqing.

"ah!!"

The dirty water splashed Chu Qingqing's head and face, and the rotten petals touched her clothes, emitting a foul smell.

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

Qin Lang said intermittently and stiffly.

The saliva flows out uncontrollably.

Shame and rage flashed in his eyes.

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

"Okay, okay, Alang, as long as you are willing to cheer up, mom will let this bitch serve you all your life. I will go to Chu Laosi now and get your marriage certificate tomorrow."

Old Mrs. Qin said in surprise, and then she called the housekeeper loudly, "In the future, the second young master will be served by the second young master. You can stare at me, don't let the second young master be lazy."

She gritted her teeth.

"Yes, old lady."

The butler responded expressionlessly and grabbed Chu Qingqing, who was screaming and crawling to escape.

Seeing this, Old Mrs. Qin left with confidence.

The silence returned to the room.

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

Qin Lang asked.

Mr. Qin looked hesitant and embarrassed. After a while, he finally sighed, "Alang... Next month is Chu Mohan and Xiao Rao's wedding, and they invited our family to attend."

"Including you and Chu Qingqing."

"Well!"

Qin Lang choked in pain.

"No, I don't want to, I don't want to attend, I don't want to watch Xiao Rao get married, I don't want to watch her be the mistress of the Chu family."

Chu Qingqing also tore and struggled like a cat with her tail stepped on, jumping up like a fish left out of the water, screaming wildly, "Why, why? She is obviously my defeated general, and her uncle doesn't want her anymore. She is just an abandoned wife, a poor man from a poor family?"

"How could she be above her? What qualifications do she have!!"

"She is going to marry the young grandfather~~I don't believe it, I don't believe it!! This is impossible."

"I won't attend, I definitely won't!"

Chu Qingqing cried and howled.

Mr. Qin was indifferent, but when he saw his youngest son, he was still feeling distressed, but he could only make up his heart. "Alang, you and Chu Qingqing have offended Xiao Rao. She invited our family to attend the wedding just to let out a sigh of anger. Now..."

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

"If someone wants to vent their anger, they have to let them see if we are embarrassed."

Mr. Qin covered his face and said in pain.

Qin Lang's crooked face became even more distorted, his stiff body trembled slightly, and his shelf was shaking and fixed.

It took a long time...

"I, I'll go!"

He said it hard

"well!"

Mr. Qin choked and said, unable to bear to look at it more, and said coldly, "Chu Qingqing, take good care of Alang, otherwise you will have no food tonight."

After saying that, he turned around and went out.

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

However, he did not pause, but just sighed and staggered away.

Inside the house!

Chu Qingqing lay down on her face, her arms and legs were pressed tightly by the butler.

Qin Lang controlled the wheelchair and crushed her face one after another.

"Bitch, bitch, bitch!"

After crushing, he cursed.

Chu Qingqing's face was filled with tears and her face was filled with snot and tears, and she was crying in pain. However, her mouth was blocked by the carpet, and she couldn't even shout, so she could only make a muffled sob.
Chapter completed!