The waiter brought the wine glass back to Jiang Chunian.
Jiang Chunian waved his hand and pointed his pale finger at Ruan Qi.
The waiter understood and immediately handed the wine glass to Ruan Qi and placed it on the table in front of her.
Ruan Qi noticed that the person in the picture turned pale immediately after seeing the glass of red liquid.
She suppressed the trembling of her body and turned her head away from looking at the wine glass.
"Drink it." Jiang Chunian suddenly said.
Ruan Qi, who was tied to the dining chair, pursed her lips tightly and remained stubbornly motionless.
Jiang Chunian raised his eyelids and glanced at the waiter.
The waiter immediately raised his hand and pinched Ruan Qi's chin, turning her face forcefully. Then he picked up the wine glass and put the rim of the glass to her mouth.
At that moment, the adult Ruan Qi outside the screen seemed to smell a pungent smell of blood.
As for the little Ruan Qi in the picture, the moment she put the wine glass to her mouth, she began to retching physiologically.
The waiter didn't seem to notice her discomfort. He pinched her face and poured the contents of the wine glass into her mouth.
Little Ruan Qi struggled violently. Although her body was so thin, her strength was astonishing.
The rope tied to her body began to deform during the struggle. The little girl was wearing short sleeves, and her exposed skin was red from the rope, and then began to bleed.
Jiang Chunian couldn't help but frown.
"Stop." He said coldly.
The waiter immediately stopped and let go of Xiao Ruan Qi's face.
The little girl was panting violently and looked extremely pitiful, but her lips were stubbornly pursed into a straight line.
Jiang Chunian looked at the stubborn girl with displeasure in his eyes.
He narrowed his eyes dangerously, and his cold voice was like the tongue of a poisonous snake, "You don't seem to know your identity yet."
Little Ruan Qi pursed her lips and said nothing.
"As the most perfect work of art in the world, you shouldn't hurt yourself." Jiang Chunian looked at the blood marks on her body caused by the rope with displeasure, his tone was gentle and scary, "Baby, you have to pay the price for disobeying me.
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Little Ruan Qi still didn't speak, but her face turned a little pale.
Jiang Chunian glanced at her lightly, put the silver knife and fork gently on the table, and said to the waiter expressionlessly: "Go and get rid of the inferior product No. 23."
Little Ruan Qi suddenly raised her head, her big peach blossom eyes showing strong hatred.
Jiang Chunian looked at her and smiled lightly: "Baby, you have to know that useless and inferior products should not be left in this world. Only a perfect doll like you deserves to live."
The man's voice was extremely gentle, as if he was treating his favorite daughter.
But little Ruan Qi felt terrified, and the blood all over her body was condensing.
She suppressed her trembling and shouted in a hoarse voice: "He is not an inferior product, he is a human being! You can't kill him! That's against the law!"
The nine-year-old girl couldn't say anything powerful. She just thought that everyone in the world would be afraid of police officers and fear the law.
But she didn't know that the person in front of her was not a human being, but a devil.
The devil looked at her and showed a twisted smile, "You don't want him to die?"
Little Ruan Qi didn't say anything, she just looked at him stubbornly.
Jiang Chunian raised his lips and smiled maliciously and disgustingly, "Then drink that cup of blood. That's his blood. If you drink it, it means that he is no longer a useless inferior product, but a person who can give...
The container you provided for the drink. I will consider keeping it if it is a useful inferior product."
The devil revealed his purpose with a grin, released the bait, and forced the angel to compromise and fall into the darkness with him.
Angel is still young, immature and powerless, but she still remembers what her elders taught her since childhood - to save people. As a doctor, you must be kind.
So the angel compromised.
She opened her mouth and wanted to drink the glass of liquid.
The waiter brought the wine glass to her mouth...
"Xiao Qi!" Mo Lan's voice suddenly exploded in his ears.
Ruan Qi, who was immersed in memories, suddenly pulled away from it. She raised her head and met the worried eyes of Mo Lan and He Ma.
"Why is your face so pale all of a sudden?" Mo Lan touched her cold hand, "If you feel unwell, should we go back first?"
Only then did Ruan Qi realize that her forehead was covered in cold sweat.
The frightening and terrifying feeling in the memory was still lingering in her heart. She raised her hand and wiped her forehead, trying to calm herself down.
"Sister Lan, I'm fine." The little girl forced a smile, but the hand holding the edge of the window sill was still shaking faintly.
Those memories were so terrifying and unbelievable that Ruan Qi could not believe that they were what she had actually experienced.
And the glass of blood in the red wine glass...
Did she really drink?
Ruan Qi tried hard to recall, but the memory was incomplete and she couldn't remember it.
At this moment, He Ma beside him suddenly said: "Someone came downstairs again."
Ruan Qi immediately suppressed his thoughts and looked into the living room.
The Western man who dragged people downstairs before had left the single-family villa, and now, footsteps could be heard on the spiral staircase again.
Da da da--
The footsteps were slow and rhythmic, and the rhythmic intervals of each step seemed to be exactly the same.
Hearing the footsteps, Ruan Qi's heart began to beat wildly for no reason.
She stared closely at the spiral staircase. After a few seconds, a very thin and slender figure appeared in her sight.
The figure was dressed in black, with his head lowered, walking slowly and gracefully downstairs step by step, and then stood still on the floor.
All the blood in Ruan Qi's body solidified at this moment.
She stared at the figure intently, her pupils dilating little by little due to excessive emotional fluctuations.
Although ten years have passed, although she has long forgotten what happened back then, and although she has only seen that man in her dreams, when that figure appeared in front of her eyes, Ruan Qi still recognized him immediately——
Jiang Chunian!
It’s really Jiang Chunian!
Ruan Qi tightened her grip on the edge of the window sill, her eyes fixed on Jiang Chunian's back.
Originally, she thought that what happened ten years ago was so terrifying that when she saw Jiang Chunian, she might be scared, panic, or even run away.
However, when Jiang Chunian stood a few meters away from her, Ruan Qi realized that she had thought wrong.
Rather than fear, there was more hatred in her heart.
Especially after recovering the memory of Jiang Chunian forcing her to drink blood, her hatred for this man reached its peak.
Apart from that x organization, Ruan Qi had a strong urge to kill for the first time——
She wants to kill Jiang Chunian!
Jiang Chunian must die!
A thin silver needle slowly emerged from the fingers, its tip glowing with a cold light under the moonlight.
Ruan Qi stared at Jiang Chunian, scanning his whole body to find all the fatal spots on his body.
Jiang Chunian in the living room started to move at this time.
He straightened his clothes and walked towards the door.
Demon Hawk's voice sounded at the same time: "Mr. Jiang, father is in the study, let's go over now."
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