I Saw Through The Wealthy Daughter Who Pretended To Be Crazy

Yan Rulie's fierce gaze was directed at Zheng Qingyue.

Zheng Qingyue was directly pressed against the edge of the sofa by his enormous power.

She tried to resist, but Yan Rulie, who was on the verge of rage, exhausted all her strength, and Zheng Qingyue had no way to break free.

Yan Rulie stretched out her hand and pinched her neck with great strength, which made Zheng Qingyue feel like her breath.

Her tears were squeezed out.

At the same time, she struggled vigorously with her instinctive desire to survive.

When Zheng Qingyue was about to die, Yan Rulie finally let go of the hands pinched between her neck.

Zheng Qingyue gasped loudly and burst into tears.

Cough and swallow vigorously.

After letting go, Yan Rulie didn't show the slightest expression of pity on his face.

He 387 seemed to enjoy everything in front of him very much. Every time Zheng Qingyue suffered a piece of torture, he seemed to feel a hint of revenge in his heart.

Because of the poisonous effect of Qixiang, at this moment, in the two hours of Yan Rulie's return to the light, torturing Zheng Qingyue and revenge on Zheng Qingyue became his last pleasure.

Zheng Qingyue coughed for several minutes, and the feeling of suffocation made her feel the terrible death of death.

She had long been very jealous of Yan Rulie, and this sudden move just now made her feel her own crisis even more.

The only thing she can think of in her mind at the moment is to run.

She knew that (ahca) if she didn't run tonight, she might not survive.

Thinking of this, Zheng Qingyue suddenly rushed out of the door when Zheng Qingyue's mind was a little clearer.

But at this time, Yan Rulie moved faster than her, and he seemed to have predicted that Zheng Qingyue was going to run.

When Zheng Qingyue just ran to the door, when she was about to cry out for help, Yan Rulie rushed to her back and stretched out her hand to cover her mouth.

Although it was predicted that Zheng Qingyue was going to run, when Zheng Qingyue really made an escape, Yan Rulie's anger became more obvious.

He covered Zheng Qingyue's mouth with one hand, and searched Zheng Qingyue's hair with the other.

Madly dragged her to the sofa again.

Then Yan Rulie frantically punched and kicked Zheng Qingyue.

Every punch and every kick was exhausted.

Soon, Zheng Qingyue was beaten with a bruised face and swollen nose, with a constant flow of nosebleeds.

Zheng Qingyue was beaten and pleaded in pain:

"Rulie, I beg you, stop beating, I beg you

Yan Rulie snorted coldly, "Dare you still run?"

Zheng Qingyue said painfully shenyin: "Don't dare, I won't dare anymore."

Yan Rulie stopped the movement in his hand.

He dragged Zheng Qingyue from the other side of the sofa to the other side of the sofa.

Zheng Qingyue's whole body became desperate, and the Yan Rulie in front of her made her feel great fear.

Yan Rulie picked up the glass again and drank the whiskey in the glass.

Suddenly, the fierce gaze swept towards Zheng Qingyue again.

Zheng Qingyue's body began to shrink back, and her eyes began to dodge.

The Yan Rulie in front of her surpassed her imagination, and she was even worried that Yan Rulie would do more terrifying actions against her.

Yan Rulie looked at her slowly and began to ask:

"Zheng Qingyue, you sordid woman, from the very beginning, you didn't have peace of mind and married into our Yan family. You were just coveting money and status. My father's death could not have nothing to do with you."

"Now I'll give you one last chance. You honestly explain clearly the plan to poison my father. Have you participated in it? Have you colluded with Lin Rui?"

"If you dare to say no now, I might really kill you.

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