Transmigrated into a lewd little pervert, the crazy boss's kiss made his legs weak.

After that, a subtle change occurred between Li Yaoyao and Shen Qiongluo.

Shen Qiongluo continued to retort without restraint, but with less resentment and jealousy and more of an arrogant air.

She probably felt ashamed because someone had seen her embarrassing side, so she didn't need to pretend in front of Li Yaoyao anymore.

He even seemed reluctant to help her with the final touches at the pet hospital.

It's just so awkward.

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When Qi Yuge walked out of the iron gate of the detention center, the sky was overcast, but compared to the gloom on his face, the weather was considered good.

He stayed inside for seven days, spending his days dealing with investigations and leaning against the hard bed thinking about one thing.

How did they manage to torment that girl, Li Yaoyao, so much?

Fried, grilled, or raw?

A conciliatory approach really doesn't suit him; this girl simply doesn't buy into it.

A more forceful approach would suit her better.

The Rolls-Royce stopped at the entrance of the detention center. He Ming and Ren Heng stood on either side of the car door, their expressions respectful and vigilant.

They are all worldly people.

Ren Heng had followed Qi Yuge for so many years, what kind of bloody scenes hadn't he witnessed?

He Ming had been by Qi Shao's side since he was eighteen, and had cleaned up countless messes for him.

But at that moment, both of them unconsciously slowed their breathing.

When Qi Yuge got into the car, the oppressive atmosphere emanating from him almost chilled Zhou Shen to the bone.

He Ming was so frightened that he thought he had started his period.

"Take me to the vet."

Qi Yuge's voice was hoarse and calm, but he was clearly clenching his back teeth.

He Ming cautiously turned his head and tentatively spoke.

"Young Master Qi, Young Master Zhou said he's hosting a welcome dinner for you at Yujingtai. Why don't we go there first..."

Qi Yuge glared at him, a glare that made He Ming feel as if his own body had turned cold.

"Find, Li, Yao, Yao."

Each of the four characters is heavier than the last.

He Ming and Ren Heng exchanged a glance.

Both of them had the same piece of gossip on their minds.

Li Yaoyao actually took a liking to the master first; there's probably some misunderstanding about this.

He Ming opened his mouth, about to say something, when Qi Yuge's voice came from the back seat, cold and flat.

"I don't want to hear human voices right now."

The two of them fell silent at the same time, even their breathing became lighter.

He Ming silently reached out and turned off the air conditioner.

After all, the car was practically a freezer.

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The pet hospital just reopened today.

She was so busy in the clinic that she barely had time to breathe.

She shuttled back and forth between the consultation room and the temporary clinic during the transition period, both seeing patients and overseeing the final finishing touches. In her pink coat pocket, she also had half a compressed biscuit that she hadn't had time to eat.

When Qi Yuge pushed the door open and came in, the wind chimes hanging at the door jingled several times, the sound crisp and abrupt.

Two or three customers were sitting in the waiting area, waiting to get their cats vaccinated. A young girl holding a dog subconsciously looked up and froze in surprise.

The man in front of me, wearing a simple black T-shirt, strolled in slowly with his hands in his pockets.

He had a light bluish stubble on his chin, and the seven days of detention had left no trace of his disheveled state.

Instead, it sharpened that innate coldness and hardness even further.

He stood at the doorway, looking around with disdain.

So tall, so handsome, so terrifying.

These three words popped into the minds of all the guests in the waiting area at the same time.

He glanced around the waiting area, his voice low.

"We're closing today, everyone get out."

The receptionist's assistant instinctively stood up to block Li Yaoyao, but was glanced at by Qi Yuge.

"Whose dog are you, have you forgotten?"

His tone was calm, but the assistant's legs were already trembling.

In no time, everyone had run away.

Qi Yuge reached out and locked the glass door from the inside, then turned around and approached Li Yaoyao step by step.

Outside the glass door, He Ming and Ren Heng were pacing anxiously.

He Ming took out his phone and frantically scrolled through his contacts.

"No, I need to call in reinforcements. What if there's a murder inside!"

He knew how much of a bastard Qi Yuge was in bed, with countless tricks up his sleeve.

How could that little fragile baby possibly withstand it?!

Several people nervously watched the movements inside through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

No one dared to bang on the door, and no one dared to go in.

Li Yaoyao stood behind the front desk, her back pressed against the medicine cabinet, her fingers unconsciously clenching the hem of her pink coat.

She watched Qi Yuge walk towards her, each step striking the very rhythm of her heart.

She opened her mouth, her voice trembling slightly.

"W-Why are you here?"

The tone was clearly questioning, but the last syllable of the sentence rose slightly.

Qi Yuge paused for a moment.

He felt like he was probably going crazy.

This woman stabbed him in the back; he should repay her a hundredfold.

But now she stood in front of him, her neck thinner than before, her chin a little sharper than a few days ago, staring at him with her round eyes.

She was clearly questioning him, but every word he heard sounded like she was being coquettish.

He stepped forward, trapping her between the front desk and his chest, one hand gripping the back of her neck, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh of her neck.

The other one forced her to look up and meet his gaze.

He lowered his head, his nose almost touching hers, his deep, hot breath hitting her lips.

"Li Yaoyao," his voice was low and dangerous, "do you know how I deal with traitors?"

Her back pressed against the cold edge of the reception desk, her heart pounding with fear; of course she knew.

She'd been by his side for so long, how could she not know that this man never showed mercy to betrayers?