Chapter Twenty-Four: Pets Need Playmates

It turned out that it was her father who hired Lily to cause Ouyang Jue's mother's car accident.

The world is really so small.

Lily sat on the floor with her back against the bed, crying silently. She was too worried about her brother, and now it was past noon, and she wondered if he had eaten on time.

If he continues to be locked up here, my brother will have no leftovers for dinner.

Although I haven't met Ouyang Jue a few times, my impression of him is that he is a rich young master, and he is just arrogant.

Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, he treated himself like a fierce god, what went wrong.

After thinking about it and having no answer, she was extremely tired and fell asleep with her head down.

In the basement, Ouyang Jue leaned on the wide sofa like a gentleman, his eyes were like ice, looking at his stepmother Liu Yang in the cage.

What about arresting her and torturing her? Mom and sister won't come back.

"It's all said and done, I'm tired too." Liu Yang finally ended her crying and weeping statement.

Liu Yang listened to Ouyang Jue's cold and lukewarm words, a strong uneasiness enveloped her, and there was still a trace of luck in her heart.

"Little Jue, can you let me go back first, your father won't find me, I'll be in a hurry, his heart is not very good, I'm afraid of getting angry in a hurry." After speaking, she made a good wife and mother.

Ouyang Jue really thought it was funny, how could his father take a fancy to such a vicious woman.

He didn't know that the most terrifying thing in this world was women, especially the most deceptive people with this delicate and harmless appearance.

"Don't worry, the last thing Dad lacks is women, and there will be others without you." After speaking, Ouyang Jue snapped his fingers skillfully.

A tall man immediately appeared behind him.

"That leopard has been lazy lately, hasn't it been a long time since there has been fresh prey." As he spoke, he looked at Liu Yang's miserable white face.

"Jue Shao, Xiao Liang's appetite has not been very good recently, probably because the weather is a little hot."

"Send it a playmate, maybe you'll have some appetite."

"Yes". The man walked towards the cage, and Liu Yang let out a piercing scream.

He looked at Ouyang Jue in disbelief, it was she who underestimated him too much, and really regarded him as a high school student.

The tall man pressed a red button, and the cage containing the poplar sank to the ground, and it turned out that there was a second floor underground.

Needless to say, she is very lucky, and it seems unlikely that Ouyang Jue's pet jaguar will be merciful to her.

Ouyang Jue stood up with a slightly tired expression and walked towards the door.

The lily upstairs should have been put in a cage as well, and the fate of poplar should be the same.

But grabbing her just now, smelling the faint fragrance of lilies, he involuntarily threw her to a room on the second floor.

Walked to the door of the room where she was closed, stopped, and it was quiet inside.

He wasn't worried about her running away, because he couldn't run away at all.

Slowly opened the door, only to see her head hanging sideways, her long hair covering half of her face softly, looking helpless and calm, with traces of tears drying up on her face.

He unconsciously slowed down, as if he was afraid of disturbing her.

He forgot that he had come for revenge at this moment, for his mother and sister.

Although it was not her mother and sister who died, she could only repay her father's debt.

He once swore that if there was a human factor in his mother's car accident, then all the people associated with it would not end well.

Revenge has become the motivation for him to live, and life seems to be the goal.

Lily slept unrealistically because of nightmares.

Perhaps sensing that someone was approaching, she suddenly opened her eyes wide.

When he saw Ouyang Jue, he couldn't help but want to retreat, but his back was leaning against the bed, and there was still no way out.

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