Chapter 801 I Want Your Dog's Life!
Unfortunately, Song Yinyin didn't notice, she took back the red brocade box, opened the box, revealing the delicate red braided rope inside, with a golden bead hanging on the red rope.
The bead can be seen to be made of gold at a glance, and even the weaving technique of the red rope is finer than the old braided rope on Qiu Qianghai's wrist.
Qiu Qianghai's nerves were already in a state of mania. When he saw her open the red brocade box and reveal the contents inside, his eyes were quite dangerous, and even his handsome face became horrified.
He released a strong killing intent all over his body, Song Yinyin was so close to him, she could clearly sense it.
When she wanted to escape, her neck was tightly grasped by big hands.
Qiu Qianghai pinched her neck, lifted her up easily, and said in a dangerous and sinister voice, "Who told you to buy this kind of thing?!"
"Mmmmmmm—"
Song Yinyin wanted to explain, but she couldn't utter any words except murmuring.
Qiu Qianghai didn't notice anything, he was clamoring physically and mentally at this moment, kill this woman!
His exclusive doctor, Anton Bolling, diagnosed him with depressive neurosis and mania.
If you do not take medicine for conditioning, it will cause other neurological symptoms after a long time.
The moment he pinched Song Yinyin's neck, Qiu Qianghai really wanted to kill this woman.
It's just that he came here to appease his illness, and even the woman who couldn't even do one-tenth of Minmin's substitute wanted to touch his bottom line.
Why give him a gift for no reason!
Why did you give him a gift similar to Minmin!
What does this woman want?
Did she want to erase Minmin from his heart?
Not allowed!
He doesn't allow it!
No one is allowed to touch the gift that Minmin gave him, even if it is to touch the memory of the other party in his mind.
Qiu Qianghai's strength increased, and a morbid excitement even spread in his eyes.
Seeing Song Yinyin's blushing face and her eyes starting to turn white, even the opponent's hands were beating from strong to weak, Qiu Qianghai's strength in his hands did not relax at all.
"Jingle Bell--"
The cell phone in the pocket of his clothes rang, and the harsh ringing brought Qiu Qianghai back to his mind.
He looked at the woman who had lost breath in his hand, his face turned blue and purple, the mania and sickness in his eyes gradually disappeared, and his sharp brows were tightly wrinkled.
Qiu Qianghai quickly let go of his hand.
Song Yinyin was thrown to the ground.
"Cough cough cough—"
She collapsed on the ground, coughing heart-piercingly.
At the moment when life was lost and death came, she even lost control in embarrassment, and a strange smell spread in the kitchen.
Qiu Qianghai didn't even look at her. He calmly took out his cell phone from his coat, saw that it was an assistant's call, and answered it casually.
The assistant's respectful voice came from the speaker: "Boss, I have already arrived downstairs, do I need to go up to pick you up?"
"No, I'll come down now."
Qiu Qianghai's voice was rational and calm, not half as manic and dangerous as before.
After hanging up the phone, he stretched out his hand to press the tired brow.
Thinking of almost killing someone just now, Qiu Qianghai didn't have any fear, but it was a little hard to accept that he lost control again.
If Minmin sees him acting like a lunatic, she will be frightened.
But sometimes he just can't help it.
Qiu Qianghai lowered his eyes, and saw that he was thrown on the ground, and fell out of the red brocade box, with a delicate red braided rope strung with gold beads, and his face was in danger of turning into a yin stall again.
He suppressed the mania and anger in his heart, and stared at Song Yinyin coldly.
"Next time, I want your dog's life!"