C4 I like You

The reason Qiao Zhenhai suddenly threatened Qiao Zi'ang to marry Yao Qingyu was because after his investigation, he found out that Yao Qingyu's identity was not simple.

It could be said that she was from the same family as the Qiao family. It would not be bad if he chose her as his daughter-in-law in order to cover up his family's ugliness.

After saying this, Old Master Qiao left with the servants. Then, he closed the door of the hall with a bang. Only the two of them were left in the room.

"Are you alright?" Yao Qingyu looked at his injuries. As soon as her hand touched his body, he held her back and her whole body fell into his arms.

"Ah! Qiao Zi'ang, what exactly are you doing?! You're crazy! Let go of me!"

Yao Qingyu struggled. She was frightened by his extremely cold gaze and had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Woman, you should know what the consequences of offending me are!"

Suddenly, he stood up and picked her up.

"Let me go, what are you doing?" Yao Qingyu was a little afraid. She hit his back and firm body, but she could not stop him.

He threw her into the bathtub in the living room and then pulled his shirt open. "You keep saying you don't want to be responsible? Woman, I have to say that you used the move of retreating in order to advance very well!"

Yao Qingyu dodged and was shocked by his appearance. "What do you want to do? Uncle and the rest are outside the living room!"

"They have long gone far away!" Qiao Zi'ang said coldly, "Woman, do you think I will let you off so easily?"

"Do you think I am acting?" Yao Qingyu smiled bitterly and struggled to get up.

Just as Yao Qingyu was about to stand up, Qiao Zi'ang suddenly pushed her.

Yao Qingyu was already unable to stand stably in the bathtub. With this push, she was directly poured into a jar of hot water. The tall shadow instantly covered her petite figure.

Yao Qingyu blinked her round cat eyes and was suddenly unable to react.

She hurriedly said, "You, you don't mess around!"

As she spoke, she tried to use the thin clothing that was equivalent to nothing to tighten a little.

"Rubbish? Don't you just like how I mess around with you?" As he spoke, he was about to undo Yao Qingyu's final veil.

"Speak! What exactly do you want? Money? Power? Or both?" Qiao Zi'ang asked.

"Pah!"

Qiao Zi'ang's face was slapped to the side, and there was even a trace of red at the corner of his mouth. It could be seen the strength of Yao Qingyu's palm.

"You dare to hit me?" Qiao Zi'ang's eyes slightly narrowed, and his entire body emitted a fierce aura.

He pulled Yao Qingyu up and used his iron palm to grab the claw that dared to hit him. He pulled down the silver tie on his neck and tied the restless claw to the open faucet. His other hand casually pulled on Yao Qingyu's body.

That bit of clothing did not even last for three seconds before it shattered.

Facing the red-eyed Qiao Zi'ang, Yao Qingyu suddenly softened and said softly, "Don't worry first!"

The intense struggle just now seemed to be Qiao Zi'ang's illusion.

"Yes, I have always wanted you." Yao Qingyu smiled charmingly. Her entire face became more and more beautiful in the steam.

Qiao Zi'ang's Adam's apple moved, and he kissed the rose petal like he was bewitched.

"Hm?" The intense pain made the man squint his eyes again, and the temperature in his eyes faded.

It turned out that Yao Qingyu's little hand had unknowingly turned from rubbing to scratching. It was precisely the wound that the man had just been hit with.

Taking advantage of the time when Qiao Zi'ang was in so much pain that he lost his senses, Yao Qingyu used all the strength in her body to push away the man that was pressing on her body. With one hand, she pulled away the tie that was not tied up tightly and scrambled out of the bathtub. She casually put on a bathrobe and opened the door, wanting to run out.

"Woman, if you dare to run away, I'll make you suffer!" A man with a nasal voice threatened her from behind.

Yao Qingyu could not help but turn her head to look.

She saw the man lying on the side of the bathtub in a sorry state. His thin lips were pressed together and there was a trace of weakness. His hair was stuck to his cheek and his big palm was supporting the edge of the bathtub. He used so much force that even the veins popped out.

Even so, his body still carried an aura of dignity and dignity.

When she moved her lips, Yao Qingyu found that she was trembling so hard that she could not speak clearly, "I... I like you. I don't like you like this kind of you. I... I don't need you to take responsibility."

Taking a deep look at Qiao Zi'ang, Yao Qingyu opened the door and left. There was a faint sound of a curse coming from the bathroom behind her.

Yao Qingyu lowered her head and a cunning smile flashed across her eyes. Hmph, fight with her?

On the other side, Qiao Zi'ang waited for the pain to reduce a little before he casually picked up a towel and wrapped it around his body.

The wounds on his body were soaked until they turned white, and blood seeped into the bath towel.

He reached out his hand and smashed it hard, directly smashing the glass door of the bathroom.

A woman, very good!

When the maid saw this, she did not bother to clean the glass debris on the floor and hurriedly went to get the medicine box.

Qiao Zi'ang sneered and said to the maid, "Go and tell the old man that I have agreed to that marriage!"

The maid's hand that was holding the medicine froze, and she replied, I have agreed? Since when did Second Young Master Qiao speak so easily?