Dear President, take it easy

In the brightly lit hall, Chen Yi, who was still in a coma, was tied up on a European-style carved solid wood chair.

And she was only wearing a men's suit.

The dazzling crystal chandelier made her face full of turbid white liquid extremely pale.

Qiao Weiwei stood in front of her with an indifferent face, playing with the whip in her hand, turned her face to the bodyguard who was holding a bucket of ice water and said, "Pour it!"

As soon as the words fell, a bucket of ice water mercilessly poured Chen Yi from head to toe.

On the side, on the sofa, Liang Bo and Ou Xiangbei sat side by side, smoking gracefully, with their legs crossed, admiring everything in front of them with great interest...

The bone-piercing coldness made Chen Yi gradually regain her sanity, opened her eyes full of horror, glanced at Liang Bo and Ou Xiangbei, and then fixed her eyes on the whip in Qiao Weiwei's hand...

"Ou Shao...you haven't tortured me enough...what do you want to do now?"

The hoarse voice kept echoing in the living room.

Scarlet eyes stared at the whip in Qiao Weiwei's hand in fear.

Hate, wandering in the heart.

Liang Bo and Ou Xiangbei looked at each other with a smile, picked up the wine glasses in front of them, touched them lightly, and drank the wine indifferently, turning a deaf ear to them.

"He has tortured you enough, but I have not enough. Chen Yi, how does it feel to be tortured? Is it good? Hmm?" Qiao Weiwei looked at her with disgust, lifted her chin lightly with a whip, and said .

"Miss Qiao, I have no grievances or grudges with you, and I didn't mess with you, why are you doing this to me..."

"Yes, you didn't mess with me, but you did mess with my girlfriend, and messing with her is like messing with me~! I have to repay the pain you put on my girlfriend's body a hundredfold!"

As soon as the words fell, a merciless whip fell on Chen Yi's pale face...

"Ah..." Chen Yi screamed.

Blood flowed out bit by bit...

The dirt on the face seeped into the wound bit by bit, it was a heart-rending pain.

"Miss Qiao, I beg you, please let me go, I don't dare anymore, I'm a model, and I have a show the day after tomorrow, so my face can't be hurt!" Chen Yi begged in a crying voice.

"Call show? Model? Starting tomorrow, you will bid farewell to these..."

After all, Qiao Weiwei gave a bloodthirsty smile, and whipped the whip in Chen Yi's face again...

This time, it was torn apart again.

"Ah...Qiao Weiwei, you female devil! What do you mean!" Chen Yi screamed, the severe pain in her lower body and face made her eyes go black.

"What I mean is that you will lose your reputation...Chen Yi, you don't even need to check your grades. If you want to be a mistress, you have to check whether you are worthy or not!"

Qiao Weiwei snorted coldly again, and the whip in her hand fell on her face and body mercilessly.

On the side, Ou Xiangbei admired everything with a thin smile, quietly smoking and drinking.

"Qiao Weiwei, you are too cruel!"

Qiao Weiwei ignored her and continued to beat her hard.

After dozens of whips came down, Chen Yi's body was already bloody.

Unable to bear the pain, Chen Yi fainted again.

Qiao Weiwei turned her head again and winked at the bodyguard beside her.

The bodyguard nodded respectfully, bent down and picked up a basin of high-concentration salt water next to him, "Wow..." and poured it on Chen Yi's scarred body mercilessly.

"Ah..." The sharp pain from the salt water penetrating into the skin made Chen Yi wake up again...

There seemed to be thousands of ants gnawing madly on the flesh, the pain was completely beyond her tolerance.

"Tsk tsk..." Ou Xiangbei put down his glass and shuddered...

The cool and thin ink eyes narrowed, the legs gracefully crossed, and continued to remain silent.

"Ou Xiangbei, anyway, I have slept with you for so long, do you really have the heart to watch me being tortured to death?" Chen Yi turned her face to the side, looked at the indifferent Ou Xiangbei, and said.

"Weiwei, focus!" Ou Xiangbei raised his chin lightly, leaned against the back of the sofa, looked at Qiao Weiwei's profile, and said.

"That's a must!" After finishing speaking, Qiao Weiwei raised her hand again, and the ruthless whip fell on Chen Yi's bloody body again and again.

"Ah... why don't you just kill me with one knife! Kill me!" Chen Yi was almost on the verge of collapse, and her whole body was completely plunged into deep despair and fear.

Really tired, Qiao Weiwei stopped her movements, squinted at her, and said, "I won't kill you, but I will make your life worse than death!"

"Don't hit me, I beg you, Miss Qiao..."

"Well, okay, I won't beat you." Qiao Weiwei immediately threw the whip in her hand aside, then took out a handkerchief in her pocket, wiped her hands, and said to the bodyguard beside her: "Give her I'll carry it to the door of the S newspaper office! Just tie it to the pillar at the door, and by the way, hang a sign of 'Gold Medal Little Three' on her body."

"Yes, Ms. Qiao!" The bodyguard nodded, stepped forward quickly, and untied Chen Yi...

Qiao Weiwei took a deep breath, walked to the coffee table, picked up the remote control, and turned on the TV.

On the TV screen are Chen Yi's parents who have been unconscious on the ground...

Chen Yi, who was sitting on the chair, stared at the picture on the TV and said, "What do you mean by treating my parents like this..."

"After dawn, if there are people watching you at the gate of the newspaper office, interviewing you, etc., I hope you can keep silent, otherwise, I can't guarantee that your parents will be shot dead." Qiao Weiwei turned her head to look at her, and said coldly. .

Then, Qiao Weiwei said to the bodyguard: "Why don't you get her out of here quickly?"

Hearing this, the bodyguard immediately picked up the bloody Chen Yiheng and walked out quickly.

"Qiao Weiwei, Liang Bo, Ou Xiangbei. The three of you will die!" Chen Yi in the arms of the bodyguard kept struggling and roaring...

After Chen Yi was taken away by bodyguards, the whole world was at peace again.

Qiao Weiwei turned around, and said to the two men on the sofa who were smiling and looking at her, "Why, do you think I'm too cruel?"

Cool and elegantly exhaled smoke rings, looked at her, eyes still full of pampering, moved two sharp thin lips, and said: "Who said that? It's not cruel at all, as long as you feel relieved."

"It's just...not cruel at all." Ou Xiangbei casually took the remaining half of the cigarette between Liang Bo's fingers, took a sip, and said.

Qiao Weiwei smiled lightly, walked quickly to Liang Bo, sat down, leaned her head on his shoulder, and said, "It's so late, you're still here, aren't you afraid that your mother will block you at the entrance of the company tomorrow? "

"Not afraid." He stretched out his hand, scratched her nose, and said.

"I don't know how everyone will react tomorrow when they see the naked supermodel Chen Yi tied to a pillar with such a sign on her body, and with this gang rape video in our hands, what kind of explosive big scene will it be?" News..." Qiao Weiwei snorted coldly and said.