My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife-Chapter 763: A Scapegoat

"Send... send..."

Qing Yi’s eyes were confused, her red lips slightly parted, and her little hands were even uncontrollably touching her slender neck.

It felt as if a volcano was about to erupt inside her, beyond her control.

"Master, this is my friend, we agreed to meet here and wait!" Qin Yu said indifferently.

In fact, he hadn’t recognized Qing Yi at first, with her disheveled hair and reeking of alcohol, utterly different from her previous rebellious and aloof demeanor—like two different people.

It wasn’t until she touched her neck, revealing a faint scar, that he was certain it was her. Because that scar was left by him half a year ago in the East Sea when he used her to deal with a master from the Black Dragon Society.

He just didn’t know why she ended up looking like this tonight.

She had sent someone to Yunjue Temple to assassinate his sister, and he had planned to settle the score with them after a while. It was such a coincidence that they ended up in the same car, so he wouldn’t be polite—take her back and deal with her slowly.

He had heard she had a nickname, "Fiery Horse of Youzhou"; he wanted to see just how fiery she could be.

"Uh... okay!"

The taxi driver glanced at the rearview mirror. Anyone with eyes could see that this woman must have been drugged—a perfect opportunity to take advantage of her.

But he had a wife at home and was a taxi driver from the lower class, rather timid by nature.

In contrast, Qin Yu, dressed in casual business attire, appeared mature and stable, clearly a capable man who could handle troubles if they arose.

The driver felt envy but didn’t expose Qin Yu.

"Hot... hot..."

Qing Yi’s consciousness was starting to blur, only feeling as if she were in a sea of magma, and it wasn’t enough to just touch her neck; she wrapped her arms around Qin Yu, rubbing her head against his sturdy chest.

The hot breath from her nose made Qin Yu frown.

In such circumstances, any man would struggle to resist. But this woman was his enemy, and although Qin Yu felt no emotional turmoil, he did have some instinctual reactions.

Ten minutes later.

Medical clinic.

Qin Yu paid the fare and helped the staggering Qing Yi enter the clinic.

Bang...

Qin Yu locked the front door, pondering that he might as well use Qing Yi, having her in his hands to summon the Family Head of the Qin Family to the clinic to talk. Wasn’t his sister his biological daughter? A paternity test would clarify everything.

"So hot... I want..."

Qing Yi was flailing all the way, lacking any of her usual icy goddess demeanor.

Qin Yu reached out and felt inside her jeans pocket.

No phone in the front pocket, perhaps in the back?

Qin Yu then reached into Qing Yi’s back jeans pocket searching for the phone. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

Everyone knows that jeans are typically tight-fitting, and Qing Yi had gained some weight in the past few days, her full buttocks taut against the fabric.

Qin Yu’s intention was to find the phone, but Qing Yi couldn’t handle it, immediately wrapping her arms around Qin Yu’s neck and kissed him like a wild boar gnawing on food.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Yu pushed Qing Yi away. Although he despised this woman, he couldn’t take advantage of someone in peril. If he killed her now, it would make him seem despicable.

Seeing that he couldn’t find the phone, he turned to look for sobering pills instead. After all, she couldn’t beat him now, so he would wait until she was sober to get the Family Head’s number from her and call with his own phone.

"Hot... tss...."

Although Qing Yi had lost her consciousness, her strength remained intact, and in a few moves she tore her clothes into shreds and hugged Qin Yu from behind, "Give it to me, give it to me..."

Damn it, what drug had she been given to be so fierce?

Qin Yu pried Qing Yi’s hands apart and pushed her again.

Staggering...

Now back at Pill Holding Realm, Qin Yu was much stronger than Qing Yi. With his push, she could no longer stand steadily and stumbled backward, ultimately sitting down with a thump.

Ah....

The next second, Qing Yi let out a miserable scream.

Everyone should remember the marble pestle Qin Yu used to threaten Han Qingying this morning, which was very smooth and about the size of a baby’s fist.

That’s not the point, the point is that while tidying up the room, Qin Yu casually placed the marble pestle on the ground, standing upright.

So.....

The scene was simply too beautiful.

Fuck, what’s going on?

Qin Yu was bewildered by Qing Yi’s screams. Subconsciously turning around, he saw Qing Yi sitting on the ground, already passed out. And deep in her thigh, there was a reddish bloodstain, spreading continuously.....

"Injured?"

Frowning, Qin Yu helped Qing Yi up, and after laying her on the sickbed, he finally saw the cause of the injury.

Can it really happen like this?

Qin Yu was too drained to comment, even a bit envious of the marble pestle, could it really pick a spot?

After scratching his head, he picked up a silver needle and started stabbing, prioritizing to stop the bleeding first.

Even though he disliked Qing Yi, he wasn’t going to let her die like this. If he were to teach her a lesson, it would be done openly and while she was conscious.

Soon, the place where Qing Yi was injured was no longer bleeding.

With a mix of laughter and tears, Qin Yu took out the marble pestle and tossed it aside, then stuffed a pill for sobering up into Qing Yi’s mouth before heading to the backyard to rest.

"Ah...."

Close to dawn, the miserable scream of Qing Yi was heard again.

Qin Yu opened his eyes and left the room.

Arriving at the front hall, Qing Yi was kneeling on the ground, clearly in pain. There was no way around it; the marble pestle from last night had indeed caused her significant injury.

If he wasn’t mistaken, this woman was still a virgin, and now she was deflowered by a marble pestle.

What a mess this had become.

"Qin… Qin Yu? What… what have you done to me?"

Qing Yi lifted her head to see the stern-faced Qin Yu and quickly pulled the blanket from the sickbed to cover her naked body.

"Uh...."

Qin Yu couldn’t help touching his own face. Last night, he had taken off the mask to bathe, and of course, he saw no need to sleep with it on.

The disturbance in the front had caused him to forget to wear the mask.

"What could I have done to you? You took off your clothes last night and threw yourself at me, but I didn’t touch you!"

Qin Yu said with a cold expression.

"You’re lying, I… I feel like I’m about to split open. If not you, then who?"

Qing Yi bit her silver teeth and tightly furrowed her brows as she shouted angrily.

She didn’t even dare to think about how this man had treated her last night, her body felt like it was about to tear apart!

Holy shit, I’m not taking the blame for this!

Qin Yu blinked and glanced unintentionally at the marble pestle tossed aside, annoyed, he said, "You fell yourself, right onto the marble pestle. Don’t pin it on me. I haven’t even settled the score with you for trying to assassinate my sister!"

"Marble pestle?"

Qing Yi’s head buzzed. What she thought was certainly different from what Qin Yu was saying. This guy, not satisfied with just taking advantage of her, had to use a marble pestle too; no wonder it was so unbearable.

"I’ll fight you to the death!"

Qing Yi entered a berserk state, sprang up and kicked her long, white legs towards Qin Yu.

Since she was already ruined by him, she wasn’t afraid of exposing herself anymore!