The Queen of Gossip

"Huang, what do you mean?"

Su Jiuge was on the phone with Huang.

"How can you show Wan Qing the photo!"

There was a hint of sternness and anxiety in the mother's voice.

"What? What video? Send it to me?"

Su Wanqing's ears pricked up, and she continued to listen to the corner of the wall.

"About him? Where did you get the video about him?"

"What? You said the lord, how could the lord have it?"

"Okay, I'll check my mailbox later."

The talking in the bedroom ended, followed by the sound of the computer starting up, and after a while, there was silence, a deep silence.

Su Wanqing inexplicably felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. About 5 minutes later, Su Jiuge was crying hysterically from the room.

That voice was so shrill, like the cry of a tragic female ghost, not like the voice of a gentle and quiet woman at all.

Su Wanqing was so frightened that she fell to the ground.

With a look of fear on her face, she hurriedly stood up holding the door frame, and then began to knock on the door vigorously.

"Mommy mommy!"

There was no reaction inside, and the hysterical crying did not stop.

Su Wanqing no longer hesitated, directly pushed open the bedroom door, and ran towards the computer desk.

Su Jiuge covered her mouth, her canthus were cracked, her eyes were bloodshot, she stared straight at the screen, two lines of tears kept falling down, she seemed to be swallowed up, screaming hysterically, she didn't feel any pain at all. to surrounding changes.

Su Wanqing hugged her body, wiped her tears, and called: "Mom—Mom—"

His gaze shifted to the computer screen. It was a silent video. A masked man in black held a thick iron rod and beat a handsome young man to the ground, breaking his bones bit by bit. , until the blood was mutilated, blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor.

That handsome man was beaten to death, even when his internal organs flowed out, his eyes were still open and his mouth was opening and closing to speak.

But there is no sound, only mouth shapes.

Su Wanqing's pupils gradually dilated, it was too bloody and miserable, compared to the last time she was kidnapped, when Xichen beat those Dawson Chamber of Commerce people, the bloodiness was not half as bloody as in the video.

"Mom, don't look." Su Wanqing stretched out her hands to cover Su Jiuge's eyes.

Her emotional reaction was so great, the person who was tortured to death must be a very important person to her.

Su Jiuge struggled desperately, and broke away from Su Wanqing's hand, only then did he see his daughter.

She was like crazy, clutching Su Wanqing's shoulders tightly, screaming in a miserable voice like a female ghost.

"Saori, he killed your father!"

"That man, he killed your father! He killed your biological father!"

When Su Jiuge was in a state of hysteria, it was not "Wan Qing" who called her, but her Japanese name "Saori".

That handsome man who was beaten to death with blood spattering is her biological father?

No wonder mom had such an out-of-control and violent reaction!

Su Wanqing had imagined many times what her biological father would look like, but she had never imagined such a bloody and tragic appearance.

A chill ran from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on Su Wanqing's back.

"I've searched for so long... After so many years of research, he...he died like this! He was beaten to death!"

Su Jiuge covered his head and muttered to himself, his whole expression was distorted, and all his emotions collapsed. "Huang, what do you mean?"

Su Jiuge was on the phone with Huang.

"How can you show Wan Qing the photo!"

There was a hint of sternness and anxiety in the mother's voice.

"What? What video? Send it to me?"

Su Wanqing's ears pricked up, and she continued to listen to the corner of the wall.

"About him? Where did you get the video about him?"

"What? You said the lord, how could the lord have it?"

"Okay, I'll check my mailbox later."

The talking in the bedroom ended, followed by the sound of the computer starting up, and after a while, there was silence, a deep silence.

Su Wanqing inexplicably felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. About 5 minutes later, Su Jiuge was crying hysterically from the room.

That voice was so shrill, like the cry of a tragic female ghost, not like the voice of a gentle and quiet woman at all.

Su Wanqing was so frightened that she fell to the ground.

With a look of fear on her face, she hurriedly stood up holding the door frame, and then began to knock on the door vigorously.

"Mommy mommy!"

There was no reaction inside, and the hysterical crying did not stop.

Su Wanqing no longer hesitated, directly pushed open the bedroom door, and ran towards the computer desk.

Su Jiuge covered her mouth, her canthus were cracked, her eyes were bloodshot, she stared straight at the screen, two lines of tears kept falling down, she seemed to be swallowed up, screaming hysterically, she didn't feel any pain at all. to surrounding changes.

Su Wanqing hugged her body, wiped her tears, and called: "Mom—Mom—"

His gaze shifted to the computer screen. It was a silent video. A masked man in black held a thick iron rod and beat a handsome young man to the ground, breaking his bones bit by bit. , until the blood was mutilated, blood and internal organs flowed all over the floor.

That handsome man was beaten to death, even when his internal organs flowed out, his eyes were still open and his mouth was opening and closing to speak.

But there is no sound, only mouth shapes.

Su Wanqing's pupils gradually dilated, it was too bloody and miserable, compared to the last time she was kidnapped, when Xichen beat those Dawson Chamber of Commerce people, the bloodiness was not half as bloody as in the video.

"Mom, don't look." Su Wanqing stretched out her hands to cover Su Jiuge's eyes.

Her emotional reaction was so great, the person who was tortured to death must be a very important person to her.

Su Jiuge struggled desperately, and broke away from Su Wanqing's hand, only then did he see his daughter.

She was like crazy, clutching Su Wanqing's shoulders tightly, screaming in a miserable voice like a female ghost.

"Saori, he killed your father!"

"That man, he killed your father! He killed your biological father!"

When Su Jiuge was in a state of hysteria, it was not "Wan Qing" who called her, but her Japanese name "Saori".

That handsome man who was beaten to death with blood spattering is her biological father?

No wonder mom had such an out-of-control and violent reaction!

Su Wanqing had imagined many times what her biological father would look like, but she had never imagined such a bloody and tragic appearance.

A chill ran from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on Su Wanqing's back.

"I've searched for so long... After so many years of research, he...he died like this! He was beaten to death!"

Su Jiuge covered his head and muttered to himself, his whole expression was distorted, and all his emotions collapsed.