The Overbearing CEO's Little Wildcat (3)

She waited until the man was completely unconscious before having him dragged to a room that had been prepared upstairs.

Su Qiao ignored her and stepped forward, knocking her out with two swift moves.

"Watch out behind you!"

444 saw the man stumbling up from the bed behind her and quickly warned her.

Without even turning her head, Su Qiao kicked out viciously with a sideward motion.

Thud!

Lu Yong, who had just struggled to his feet, was sent sprawling to the ground by her kick.

"You... who are you?"

Lu Yong clutched his neck, sprawled awkwardly on the floor, his eyes filled with terror as he watched the girl walk towards him, step by step.

She had slightly wavy, waist-length chestnut hair, a small, pale face the size of a palm, and delicate, exquisite features.

Her nose was small and perfectly sculpted, her pink lips were shaped like beautiful petals, and her skin was as luminous and smooth as jade.

Even dressed in a simple white T-shirt and light-colored casual jeans, she looked impossibly beautiful, almost unreal.

What terrified Lu Yong was the pair of distinct black-and-white phoenix eyes, chillingly fixed on him with murderous intent from beneath her light brown bangs.

It was as if a ferocious beast was staring at its prey.

"You, you, don't come any closer."

Lu Yong's heart was in turmoil, and he scrambled backward on all fours, terrified.

This was not the Su Qiao he knew at all.

The Su Qiao he knew, after her parents' successive deaths, had lived with the Qin Family. Madam Qin had despised and belittled her, and even the servants had given her the cold shoulder, making her increasingly sullen.

Her eyes always held a hint of melancholy and timidity.

But this Su Qiao now, it was as if a new soul had been injected into her body. Not only was she much more beautiful than before, but her entire demeanor had also completely transformed.

If the previous Su Qiao was a delicate white flower blooming quietly in a courtyard corner,

Then this current one was a snow lotus growing at the peak of a high mountain, unafraid of severe cold or wind and rain.

Not only that, but the current Su Qiao also possessed a resilience and bloodlust that ordinary people lacked.

Su Qiao paid him no mind, picking up Guo Min's small silver handbag from the floor.

She opened it and rummaged for a while, quickly finding a small white bottle.

Twisting off the cap, she poured out two pills into her palm and sniffed them, a slight curve forming on her lips.

Just as she had guessed, Guo Min indeed had some interesting things prepared.

Just as Lu Yong was about to secretly crawl away and escape, his jaw was suddenly seized, a handful of pills were shoved into his mouth, and he was forced to drink a whole pitcher of cold water.

"Gagging sounds!"

"Su Qiao, what... what are you doing?"

Lu Yong didn't care that his chest was completely soaked; he urgently tried to dig out the pills Su Qiao had forced into him.

"Don't worry, I'm just giving you a little push."

As for whether he'd be completely ruined afterward, she couldn't care less.

The medicine took effect quickly, and Lu Yong felt his entire body begin to burn.

Su Qiao kindly helped him throw the unconscious Guo Min onto the bed.

"Host, why didn't you feed some pills to this bad woman too?"

This woman is also very annoying.

Su Qiao's gaze swept coldly over Guo Min on the bed, a cruel smirk on her lips.

"What do you know? Only by consciously watching, powerless to do anything, will it be truly more painful."

She remembered her own avatar had consciously, helplessly watched herself being humiliated by Lu Yong.

But then something happened, and at the last moment, Guo Min and Lu Yong suddenly left in a hurry, allowing her to escape that ordeal.

"Host, something's happening outside. It sounds like there's a fight."

"Mm."

Faint sounds of hurried footsteps and screams drifted in.