C25 He Gave Her a Good Beating to Vent His Anger

Gong Mingchuan's face was ashen. He grabbed Le Youyou and ran to the second floor. He kicked open the bedroom door and threw Le Youyou onto the bed.

This room was not as luxurious as the room downstairs. It was black and white in color and there were many gun molds on the wall. It was cold and direct.

Gong family was still an arms manufacturer in the United States, so it was not strange for him to have a lot of mold for firearms in his room.

But Le Youyou was still extremely frightened, and her body kept shrinking.

After running around for a while, Gong Mingchuan's anger slowly calmed down.

"What's wrong with you?"

After he started to criticize Le Youyou after the incident, he treated her like a child.

Le Youyou said in her heart. I am not wrong. I just want to go home. What is wrong with that?

Seeing Le Youyou not making a sound, Gong Mingchuan raised his voice. "Le Youyou, you don't speak. Are you scolding me for being inhumane?"

Le Youyou did not dare to oppose him after he shouted at her. She obediently said. "I did not. . . "

"Then do you know what you are wrong with?"

"I know!"

"Speak!"

Le Youyou said randomly, "I should not have gotten into Chiba Tong's car!" He misunderstood them.

She actually thought that this was her mistake.

Gong Mingchuan's cold and moving eyes were very red.

If he didn't punish her, she would never know where her mistake was.

Her fault was that she dared to run away out of habit. "Do you still dare to run in the future?"

"I'm not running anymore!" Le Youyou said randomly. On the surface, she admitted defeat, but in her heart, she shouted.

Her heart was full of despair.

She probably could not participate in her elder sister's memorial.

When she thought of this, she felt so much pain that she wished she was dead. Then, she hated Gong Mingchuan even more.

Gong Mingchuan did not care about her thoughts. He turned around and took something out from the cabinet.

When she saw the thing that was wrapped around his hand, Le Youyou's pupils contracted. "What do you want to do to me?"

He actually held a belt in his hand. The dark and shiny belt flashed with strange colors under the light.

Was he going to whip her to death with the belt?

Looking at the golden buckle on the belt, Le Youyou was frightened.

This metal buckle would make her very painful.

"Untie your clothes!" Gong Mingchuan pointed at the bed with his belt and shouted. "Get down!"

This was a complete humiliation to her!

Le Youyou's expression was extremely ugly. Biting her lips, she hesitated for a long time but still did it in the end.

She untied her clothes, then closed her eyes and tightly knitted her brows as she laid on the bed.

If he wanted her to die, could she still live?

He didn't throw her to the beast, probably because he didn't want her to die.

Le Youyou was certain that he did not want her to die and only wanted to beat her up.

Without any danger to her life, she gritted her teeth and obediently lied down and endured.

He only used the belt to scare her. At most, he would slap her a few times.

Gong Mingchuan did not want to slap her to death. So before he slapped her, he removed the metal buckle on the belt.

He waved the belt and made a sound in the air. It heavily hit Le Youyou's fair and delicate back.

He had a lot of strength.

Le Youyou screamed in pain and started to cry.

She originally thought that he was scaring her, but in the end, he actually used his belt to hit her. . .

But this was not as painful as she imagined.

However, her delicate skin still felt a burning sensation. A red scar appeared on her skin, her skin almost breaking apart. Even though there wasn't any blood, she was still in so much pain that she almost fainted.

"Gong Mingchuan. . . " Le Youyou panicked from the pain. She turned around and saw his cold eyes. Her heart trembled and she could not help but beg for mercy. "Please, Gong Mingchuan, don't do this to me. . . "

She was a woman. But he actually abused her!

Pervert! Devil! Bastard! Le Youyou scolded him in her heart. . .

However, Gong Mingchuan was not moved by her begging. He personally held her shoulder and pressed her down. He continued to whip her with his belt without any expression.

He hit her butt.

Le Youyou cried miserably. In fact, it was not only because of the pain, but also because of the embarrassment. The entire room echoed with her despairing crying.

The servants downstairs walked out one after another and looked towards the second floor.

Butler Mike and Xiang Chen also heard it and could not help but look at each other.

The young master was too ruthless this time.

Could it be that he wanted to beat Le Youyou to death?