Qi Feixue angrily questioned Jiang Youli, "Tell me! What on earth did you make me eat!"
Her eyes were full of the same contempt as always.
Jiang Youli was truly tired of seeing this kind of face. Without a second thought, she slapped her across the face.
This slap was even harder than Cheng Jing's. It sent Qi Feixue crashing to the ground, knocking off her hair tie and leaving her hair disheveled.
Jiang Youli stepped on her abdomen, looking down at her from above:
"Since you are entirely in our hands, you should understand your situation and how you ought to speak. If you want to live, beg for your life like this one kneeling next to you, instead of yelling at me."
Qi Yue, who was implicitly mentioned, clenched his fists tightly and didn't utter a word.
He did want to live, so he didn't dare to be arrogant.
This time, Qi Feixue was completely furious. From childhood until now, no one had ever dared to insult her like this!
She gritted her teeth and glared at Jiang Youli. "Jiang Youli, I don't believe you actually dare to kill me! But if I get the chance, I will definitely kill you!"
In response, Jiang Youli snapped her fingers.
The previously arrogant Qi Feixue suddenly wore an expression of extreme agony, her pretty face twisting.
She tried to clutch her abdomen, but because her hands and feet were bound, she couldn't move freely and could only writhe on the ground like a maggot.
"Ah!"
Pain.
It hurt so much.
A piercing, bone-deep pain, as if her internal organs were being slowly gnawed away by venomous insects.
Kneeling on the ground, Qi Yue watched in stunned silence.
Seeing that Qi Feixue was in so much pain she was about to pass out, Jiang Youli finally pierced her with an acupuncture needle, alleviating her current agony.
"I indeed wouldn't dare to kill you, but I can make you wish you were dead," Jiang Youli said. "Besides, making you wish for death is much more interesting than simply killing you. Just like now, your pained expression is so entertaining."
Qi Feixue gasped heavily for air, her eyes filled with terror. "Jiang Youli, you... you poisoned me?"
"That's right. You just experienced the taste of this poison, didn't you? Doesn't it make you wish for death?" Jiang Youli said as she pulled the silver needle out. "You can ask Jiang Xing. He has experience in this area; maybe he can help minimize your suffering during the flare-ups."
Hearing her say this, Qi Huan realized that Jiang Youli had given Qi Feixue the same poison as Jiang Xing.
And this kind of poison was impossible for other doctors to detect, nor did it have an antidote.
"Cheng Jing, take her away and let her go. Don't let her disturb Little Li'er and me while we eat lunch."
Cheng Jing gagged Qi Feixue once again, then dragged her straight toward the car parked not far away.
Qi Feixue looked back, glaring at Jiang Youli and Qi Huan.
The pavilion quieted down, and Qi Huan had already unpacked and laid out the bento boxes filled with food one by one.
"Little Li'er, let's eat first."
Jiang Youli looked at Qi Yue, who was still kneeling at their feet. "There's still one more we haven't dealt with."
Being mentioned, Qi Yue shuddered, terrified that he would be poisoned too.
"Just let him keep kneeling. We need to eat our fill to have the energy to interrogate him properly," Qi Huan said nonchalantly.
Jiang Youli smiled, "Alright."
She clapped her hands, sat back down on the stone stool, and picked up her chopsticks to enjoy the delicious meal.
Qi Yue's knees were already numb from kneeling.
But there was no other way. As long as he could return to his former life of luxury, he would endure it!
"Little Li'er, did you have a hand in that sex scandal video of Long Yuan and his second uncle?"
Qi Huan had an emergency with a new project last night, requiring him to personally attend and hold an emergency meeting to deal with it.
It was already very late when he finished, and Cheng Jing had also compiled the investigation files on Qi Yue for him. By the time he finished reading the files and noticed the trending topics, it was quite late, so he hadn't bothered her.
Jiang Youli smiled, "Yeah. Long Yuan planned to humiliate me using this method first, so I just gave him a taste of his own medicine."
"Nice," Qi Huan commented.
"It's alright, just standard procedure," Jiang Youli said with a beaming smile.
Just like that, watching Jiang Youli and Qi Huan finish their meal while talking and laughing, Qi Yue quickly looked at Qi Huan with eager anticipation. "Brother..."
Qi Huan glanced at him lightly, not giving him a chance to speak: "Keep kneeling."
Qi Yue shut his mouth, clenched his fists, and remained silent.
Jiang Youli took out her needle kit, applied acupuncture on Qi Huan, and as usual, let Xiaobai and Xiaolv out to give him a leg massage treatment.
Seeing the kneeling Qi Yue, Xiaolv disliked his scheming appearance, slithered over to him, bared its fangs, hissed, and flicked its tongue at him.
Qi Yue: "..."
What was going on? Was he now being looked down upon and bullied by a snake?
After the massage treatment was finished, Qi Huan rolled down his pant legs and finally looked at Qi Yue.
Seeing Qi Huan look at him, Qi Yue's eyes lit up. He was just about to say something when he heard Qi Huan ask, "Speak. Where is my biological brother? Or rather, how is he?"
These words struck Qi Yue like a bolt of lightning.
Qi Yue's entire body stiffened, and his voice trembled involuntarily, "Brother... what do you mean by that? I am your brother."
Qi Huan's dark eyes were calm and unrippled as he said, "I'll give you one more chance. If you still refuse to answer me honestly, I will consider removing your tongue first, and then crippling both your legs."
He said this very lightly, yet it made all the hairs on Qi Yue's body stand on end. His hands, resting on his thighs, couldn't stop trembling.
If he didn't tell the truth, he would lose his tongue. But if he did tell the truth, would he even survive?
Qi Yue knew very well in his heart that if Qi Huan didn't have absolute proof that he wasn't his biological brother, he wouldn't have brought it up so directly.
Since he asked like this, it meant Qi Huan had already investigated thoroughly and was certain that he wasn't his real brother!
Beside them, Jiang Youli sneered, "Still hesitating? You don't actually think you have a choice, do you?"
Qi Huan asked again, "How is my biological brother?"
Qi Yue gripped his fists tightly, his face terrifyingly pale.
After about half a minute of silence, Qi Huan spoke: "Xiaohan."
There had clearly been no one around just a moment ago, but after Qi Huan said this, a sound suddenly came from the woods not far away.
Before long, a person appeared outside the pavilion as if out of thin air and respectfully said, "Young Master."
Qi Yue's face turned deathly pale. This was a hidden bodyguard secretly protecting Qi Huan. Qi Huan had twenty-four such hidden bodyguards under his command, named after the twenty-four solar terms.
These hidden bodyguards usually wore optical camouflage suits and hid in the dark, not easily revealing themselves. Each of their abilities was comparable to a mercenary.
Even his father, Qi Tianxiang, had never known about this.
As Qi Huan's biological brother, Qi Yue had gained enough of Qi Huan's trust to learn that Qi Huan's mother had arranged these twenty-four hidden bodyguards for him.
Previously, when he, his father, and Qi Yu plotted to murder Qi Huan, the most troublesome part was getting rid of the protection these hidden bodyguards provided for Qi Huan.
He had relied on Qi Huan's deep trust in him as his "real brother" to use a decoy tactic to lure these twenty-four hidden bodyguards away.
"Cut out his tongue," Qi Huan ordered faintly.
The bodyguard named Xiaohan slid a military retractable knife out from his sleeve and strode toward Qi Yue.
Seeing this, Qi Yue immediately slammed his head hard against the floor. "Brother... no, Young Master Qi, I'll talk, I'll talk! Please don't cut out my tongue."
