C3 This Is a Big Joke

But his tolerance is good, at least not in front of his father to tear this little woman to pieces.

That would not solve the problem at all. It would only make the matter even more serious.

Yao Qingyu pretended to be afraid and said weakly, "I know who I am. I will not let Second Young Master take responsibility. Even if I accidentally have a child in the future, I will bear the responsibility alone!"

Seeing Qiao Zhenhai getting more and more furious, Yao Qingyu knew that she had succeeded in making Qiao Zi'ang unable to raise his head in front of him.

"I don't need to be responsible?"

"Isn't that so? Which woman were you responsible for with in the past? I don't ask for much. I just hope that Second Young Master doesn't pester me anymore in the future. It's because I liked the wrong person in the past. I will never appear in front of you in the future."

A trace of a sinister smile appeared in Yao Qingyu's eyes.

What could not bear the consequences of angering him?

She would now let him know the consequences of angering her!

Qiao Zi'ang squinted his eyes and did not say a word. When he saw that Yao Qingyu was about to escape, he suddenly said in a cold voice, "Stop!"

Yao Qingyu did not look back and did not dare to breathe loudly.

Qiao Zi'ang had already circled in front of her. His fingers grabbed her chin and forced her to look into his dark black eyes. "Woman, what should we do? I fell in love with you at first sight. I want the prodigal son to turn back!"

Yao Qingyu's face turned pale. What did this mean? She hurriedly used her eyes to look at Qiao Zhenhai, asking for help.

"Let him go!" Qiao Zhenhai said with dignity. As soon as he finished speaking, he angrily glared at Qiao Zi'ang. “ No matter what, I didn't teach you well enough to bully such a good girl. Not to mention that it would be unpleasant to hear about it, if there wasn't an explanation, I wouldn't be able to live up to my conscience. Both of you, come home with me! "

Yao Qingyu did not want to go home with them, but it seemed like the current situation did not allow her to say anything, so she could only follow them to the Qiao family dejectedly.

In the luxurious mansion, the European style building stood majestically.

An armchair was placed in the middle of the quiet hall. Qiao Zhenhai sat on top of it and coldly watched the servants enforce the family law on Qiao Zi'ang. There wasn't any expression of pity on his face. Instead, he raised his voice and ordered them to continue beating him.

Yao Qingyu initially thought that Qiao Zhenhai was just putting on an act. However, when she saw the servants whip and whip Qiao Zi'ang, it was only when the blood that was drawn had dyed his white gown red did she know that her joke had gone too far.

"Uncle, uncle, please spare Second Young Master!" Yao Qingyu shouted, but Qiao Zhenhai acted as if he did not hear her, making her feel even more guilty towards Qiao Zi'ang.

Not to mention that if she was pregnant, it would be Qiao Zi'ang's credit for saving her. Her heart had been soft since she was young. She really did not want to see such a ruthless scene.

From this, it could be seen that Qiao Zi'ang had lived in such a wealthy family since he was a child. He had never seen such a happy life.

Yao Qingyu saw that she could not beg Qiao Zhenhai, so she ran to Qiao Zi'ang's side.

However, he held on and did not beg for mercy. His handsome face was like a cold statue. If it was not for the sound of the whips, she would really think that the person who was beaten was not him.

"Second Young Master Qiao, why are you..." Yao Qingyu was at a loss for words. She did not know what to say. Explaining all of this seemed to have become unreasonable again, so she could only say half true and half false. "Why are you so muddle-headed? I really don't need you to take responsibility. Hurry up and beg for forgiveness from uncle!"

"Beg for mercy?" After a while, Qiao Zi'ang had a reaction. He looked at Yao Qingyu in confusion and then smiled coldly. "Beg for mercy? Doesn't that mean you want me to marry you?"

Yao Qingyu was stunned. Marriage?

"Ah!" With another whip, Qiao Zi'ang frowned. His face was still cold, but his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

The servant raised the whip high up, as if he did not see this scene.

Yao Qingyu did not know why, but she suddenly rushed forward and blocked Yao Qingyu's body. "If you want to hit me, then hit me. It is all my fault. I really cannot blame Second Young Master! I do not need him to take responsibility. I only want him to be fine!"

At this time, Qiao Zhenhai got up from the chair and waved his hand. The servant no longer hit Qiao Zi'ang.

Then he shook his head and sighed. "Look at her. What a good girl... I'll give you one more day to think about it. If it's my Qiao Zhenhai's son, you dare to take responsibility and marry her!"