云缨的欢迎会禁慢天堂

He had learned from his maternal grandfather that his mother had a fiancé who she loved back then.

However, her beauty caught the eye of Qin Mingzhi when she played the piano at a banquet she attended with her fiancé.

Afterwards, Qin Mingzhi found an opportunity and shamelessly forced himself upon his mother.

His mother was a very talented pianist. Because of Qin Mingzhi, she lost her mind as she could not take the blow.

How would a madwoman know about pregnancy and abortion?

Qin Mingzhi’s wife was the daughter of a big shot in the underworld. After knowing that his mother had been raped by Qin Mingzhi, not only did she not find trouble with Qin Mingzhi..

She had her underlings cruelly cut out his mother’s tongue because she was afraid that his demented mother would spout nonsense and smear the reputation of Qin Mingzhi.

What had his mother done wrong? Why was she abused and victimized by these cruel and shameless tyrants?

Although he knew that his mother was an innocent victim, sometimes he would paint himself into a corner and blame his mother.

Why did she give birth to him and let him have a shameless and despicable father like Qin Mingzhi?

Qin Jiuye’s handsome face—riddled with wounds—had a liberating and carefree smile as he gently combed his mother’s hair.

Perhaps, this would be the last time he would comb his mothers hair.

Soon, his hand would separate from his body.

When Qin Jiuye thought of this, a glimmer of hope flashed across his deadened eyes.

He wanted to have lunch now because he wanted to stall for more time.

He wanted to know if God would grant him a miracle… If He would still treat him so cruelly.

Ye Caitang looked at the various textbooks in front of her and finally stood up impatiently.

She looked at Qin Ruohan, who was holding a book with one hand and looked as elegant as if he had walked out of a comic.

“I don’t want to study anymore.”

She mouthed as she shook her head solemnly.

Qin Ruohan looked at the book in his hand in confusion. His slender fingers rubbed Ye Caitang’s black and beautiful hair reflexively.

“Tired?”

Ye Caitang was about to praise Qin Ruohan’s tenderness and consideration when she suddenly heard Qin Ruohan ask point blank,

“Or are you not smart enough to understand?”

Ye Caitang instantly felt that Qin Ruohan was mocking her with this question.

A blush of anger appeared on her beautiful face.

“You’re the one who’s not smart enough.”

After she rebuked Qin Ruohan angrily, her big doe eyes suddenly met Qin Ruohan’s cold and strikingly beautiful eyes.

Qin Ruohan glared intently at her without blinking, his expression cold.

“You scolded me?”

This audacious lass. In all his life, she was the only woman who dared to talk smack to him.

Ye Caitang’s cutting retort—albeit just a few simple words—was like the secret access code to unlock the bloodlust of Satan. In an instant, his coldness and sinisterness made Ye Caitang’s heart skip a beat and she immediately cowered.

She suddenly remembered that when Qin Ruohan did that in the morning, he could not help but smile charmingly albeit briefly.

Ye Caitang lost the plot momentarily as she suddenly tiptoed and pecked Qin Ruohan on the lips before immediately backing off.

This simple, light kiss instantly made Qin Ruohan stiffen.

A trace of shock flashed across his expressionless handsome face. Those beautiful earlobes—that were like a work of art—were crimson.

His strikingly beautiful eyes were burning with inexplicable flames. Even Qin Ruohan himself did not notice it.

“Why did you kiss me?”