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Chapter 319 Twisted Love
"Mr. Xu, let me help you get it."

When Xiao Chen saw Xu Jiadong getting off the car holding the statue, he hurried forward to take it.

"Don't touch it."

Xu Jiadong immediately shouted angrily. Xiao Chen was startled and quickly retracted his hand.

As if realizing that his attitude was a little off, Xu Jiadong softened his tone and said, "I invited this back. Outsiders are not allowed to touch it."

"Mr. Xu, I didn't understand and was rash. I'm really sorry." Xiao Chen hurriedly apologized after hearing this.

"It's okay, come with me." Xu Jiadong said.

"Ah? Me?" Xiao Chen didn't react for a moment.

Every time he came before, he was not allowed to go up.

"Ah."

Xu Jiadong nodded without further explanation. He just walked forward, and Xiao Chen hurriedly followed behind him.

When they arrived at the elevator entrance, Xiao Chen pressed the button, the elevator door opened, and Xiao Chen motioned Xu Jiadong to go in first.

Xu Jiadong said, "Go in."

Xiao Chen was stunned and hurried in. Xu Jiadong, who was holding the statue, looked inside and then stepped in.

Then he turned his back to Xiao Chen and kept staring at the reflection on the elevator door.

Xiao Chen always felt that Xu Jiadong was acting strange today, but he was just a driver and it was not easy for him to ask.

When the elevator opened again, Xiao Chen wanted to get off with them, but Xu Jiadong said, "There's nothing for you to do now. Go and do your thing. I'll call you when I need a car."

After saying that, without waiting for Xiao Chen to speak, he walked towards a security door.

"A Xiu, open the door." Xu Jiadong held the statue in his hand and kicked the door twice.

The door was quickly opened from the inside, revealing a face that was both angry and happy.

The person who opened the door was Yan Zicong's ex-wife. She opened the door and exposed her whole body.

But she was plump and well-proportioned, a mature and beautiful young woman.

To be honest, it was a bit of a step up for Yan Zicong to marry her, but it was precisely because of her outstanding appearance that Xu Jiadong set his eyes on her.

"Why did you come here without saying anything?" Yang Yunxiu felt a little strange.

Every time someone comes, I say hello in advance.

"What? Is there a man hiding in the house?" Xu Jiadong said in a muffled voice.

Yang Yunxiu spat at him and continued, "I won't do this now that I have a child."

Then he noticed the statue in Xu Jiadong's arms and asked curiously, "What is this?"

Because it was wrapped in a red cloth, she couldn't see it.

"Don't talk nonsense. This is the statue I brought back for you." Xu Jiadong carefully placed the statue on the table.

"You still believe this. Have you done too many bad things?" Yang Yunxiu said.

Xu Jiadong did not answer this question, but turned to look at her, his eyes revealing cruelty, but his expression was also a bit crazy and hideous.

"Yan Zicong is dead." Xu Jiadong said.

Yang Yunxiu was stunned at first when she heard this, and then her face turned extremely pale.

If someone asked her if she had ever loved Yan Zicong, she could pat her chest and say that she had loved him and had always loved him, including now, which sounded incredible.

But her love was indeed so twisted. The more she loved him, the more she abused him. The more she abused him, the more mentally stimulated and pleasurable she felt. Her love was extremely perverted.

She is like a stinking ditch, covered with green duckweed, appearing full of vitality, but when the duckweed is fished out, it is actually a smelly, rotten, and muddy sewer.

But no matter how smelly the sewer is, if you clear out the silt, there will be a piece of pure land at the bottom.

Yan Zicong belongs to her pure land. The two met on campus and fell in love with each other. It was a relationship without any interest mixed in and was pure and flawless.

But in the end, this pure land was covered by silt, rotted and stunk, and vibrant duckweed grew on it. The surface looked bright and beautiful, but it could not cover up the stench underneath.

But Yan Zicong died. At that moment, she was so heartbroken that she could hardly breathe, but at the same time she felt an indescribable excitement.

Then she pulled a very strange smile at the corner of her mouth.

"How did he die?"

There was no tremor in her voice, and there was even a hint of excitement.

"He committed suicide because of you." Xu Jiadong leaned close to Yang Yunxiu's ear and said.

Yang Yunxiu hugged his neck tightly, her cheeks flushed, her body temperature began to rise rapidly, her body trembled, and an indescribable pleasure swept through her body.

Xu Jiadong was startled by her reaction, and then seemed to have thought of something. The corners of his mouth also drew a perverted smile. He reached out and pinched the other person's softness with great force.

Yang Yunxiu cried out in pain subconsciously, but she seemed even more excited, and tears seemed to overflow from her eyes. Then they really overflowed, rolling down her cheeks.

After all, Xu Jiadong is old, and after a burst of excitement, he became completely limp.

"Sorry..." He felt a little embarrassed himself.

"It's okay, you're already very good."

There were tears on Yang Yunxiu's face, which was still flushed.

It would have been better if he hadn't said this. Once he said it, Xu Jiadong felt even more upset. But when you get old, no matter how powerful or wealthy you are, there is nothing you can do.

So he changed the subject and asked, "Are you sad?"

"No, I'm happy, especially happy." Yang Yunxiu said with a smile.

Xu Jiadong stared at her for a long time before saying, "You are such a pervert, Tom, and such a slut."

"Isn't this what you want?" Yang Yunxiu said.

Xu Jiadong grinned, and he suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

But before he could take out a cigarette, he remembered that he was here to see his son.

So he asked, "Where is my son?"

"I'm sleeping in the room." Yang Yunxiu stood up from the sofa and tidied her clothes.

Just then, the sound of a child crying was heard in the room.

"He woke up as soon as we talked to him. Did he hear us talking? Haha..."

Xu Jiadong laughed loudly, walked towards the room naked in just his shorts, and Yang Yunxiu followed behind him.

At this moment, the child's crying suddenly stopped, and he seemed to be laughing.

Then they faintly heard a low voice.

"Little baby, be good and obedient. Don't cry or make a fuss while you sleep..."

The two of them suddenly felt a chill rushing from their tailbone to the top of their head, and their whole bodies instantly became cold. They were very familiar with this voice.

Xu Jiadong was the first to react. He suddenly looked down at his chest, only to find that the talisman he had just obtained had been thrown away somewhere.

So he turned around, ran to the table, and hugged the statue in his arms.

Yang Yunxiu stared at all this in a daze, feeling a little confused.

It seemed that the statue gave Xu Jiadong confidence. He let out a long sigh and said, "Go open the door and see how the child is."

Yang Yunxiu hesitated for a moment, but still walked forward and slowly opened the door.

But they didn't see the person they were thinking of, only the cradle, rocking left and right...

Both of them were silent, feeling uneasy in their hearts.

At this moment, Yang Yunxiu was pushed and pushed directly into the room.

"Go check on the kids."

Hearing this, Yang Yunxiu took a deep breath and looked around. Her flushed cheeks receded like the tide and turned pale.

Because it was a baby room and there weren't many things in it, I could see everything at a glance. When I saw that there was nothing unusual, I felt a little relieved and then I quickly walked forward to look at my son in the cradle.

But in an instant, she stopped again and her face turned pale again.

Because my son was holding a teether in the shape of a tiger's claw in his hand, waving it up and down.

When her son sleeps, she never has the habit of putting toys next to him. She always takes them away, mainly because she is afraid that she will turn over and hurt the child.

Her eyes moved to the small table next to her, on which were placed rattles, maracas, bells and other baby toys.

At this time, Xu Jiadong finally walked in holding the statue.

Just then, there was a sudden loud bang in the living room.

The two of them hurried to the living room, only to see the table overturned on the floor, a mess.

"This this……"

If what just happened could be explained by an illusion, but everything before her eyes could no longer be explained by an illusion. Yang Yunxiu felt a huge fear overwhelm her.

"Wow……"

The child's crying was deafening.

Everything has just begun...

(End of this chapter)