789: Chapter 788: Ti is a Slaughter Knife 789: Chapter 788: Ti is a Slaughter Knife Yusuf Zuck ran with Fleur Carson, jumping straight down from the tenth floor or so.
Of course, he had given Devin King a brutal beating before jumping.
Truth be told, Yusuf had been putting up with Devin for a long ti and had never really beaten him up before.
This ti, taking advantage of Devin’s illness, Yusuf ruthlessly broke his limbs, his ribs, knocked out all his teeth, and even twisted off his toes.
Devin passed out from the pain, only to be awakened by more beating, over and over again.
After coughing up a lot of blood, there was nothing left in him but a single breath clinging on to life.
Of course, before Yusuf Zuck jumped out the window with Fleur Carson, he gave Devin a “sweet date”: a drop of purple liquid squeezed into the half-dead Devin’s mouth.
That was his purpose in coming to the hospital—to add injury to injury, to give himself a mont of satisfaction, to take revenge for the years of pent-up frustration at Devin’s expense, and then, after beating you half to death, to leave you in agony wishing for death, he gave you a “sweet date,” a drop that would quickly heal your wounds, allowing you to leave the hospital in just a few minutes.
“Damn, I’ve realized, you’re the worst person in the world!” Fleur Carson sped away in the car, having been right there when Yusuf was beating Devin.
He had seen Devin being tortured beyond recognition by Yusuf, so he felt a chilling dread from the bottom of his heart.
Because Yusuf was not only rciless, but also too wicked.
“Such a rush!” Yusuf Zuck laughed heartily.
He was truly thrilled, invigorated.
As for whether Devin would hate him or love him, that was beyond his concern.
Soon, Fleur Carson drove Yusuf to the Ferreni Grand Hotel.
When Yusuf first ca to the capital city, his first job was as a security guard at the Ferreni Grand Hotel.
He was very familiar with everything here, but now the Ferreni was only a branch hotel under his company, managed by Little Liang.
Fleur didn’t go upstairs with him.
After delivering Yusuf to the place, he drove off directly.
Yusuf was led by the staff into a business suite on the 15th floor.
This type of business suite was second only to the presidential suite, also spacious and even equipped with office desks, chairs, and a small reception room, among other facilities.
Once inside, Yusuf waited quietly.
He was waiting for Yoko Ono, to see for himself what Yoko Ono had beco!
At 7:25 PM, the door of the suite was knocked.
At that mont, Yusuf was idly looking through a book on law.
“Co in,” Yusuf put the book down gently, his interest piqued as he looked towards the door.
The door swung open, and in ca a tall, sexy, long-haired, beautiful woman dressed in professional business attire and carrying a large LV handbag.
It was Yoko Ono.
Three years ago, she had been cute, adorable, and demure.
But now, she had transford into a strong, career-oriented woman, a high-level white-collar executive.
Even though she had morphed into the appearance of a sophisticated professional, one could still see the youthful innocence on her face; after all, she wasn’t even twenty years old yet.
She stood at the door, staring fixedly at Yusuf, her eyes beginning to redden and mist over.
Within just a few seconds, her tears began to fall, her body slightly trembling.
Yusuf blinked, puzzled.
What was going on?
Could the information Pierce gave him be false?
“lvin… lvin Zuck!” It was as if Yoko Ono had seen a family mber.
After opening her mouth, she suddenly flung herself forward, kneeling beside Yusuf’s chair and burying her head on his thigh, her body shaking spasmodically, crying.
Yusuf stayed still, following the initial mont of perplexity, he quickly regained his composure and then silently watched Yoko Ono.
“lvin, don’t you rember ?
I’m Yoko, your Yoko, your most adorable Yoko….” Yoko Ono looked up with tearful, misty eyes, her raccoon makeup erging as she cried, since her makeup started to run.
“Yoko, you’ve grown up,” Yusuf lifted his hand, then gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes.
“lvin, do you know how much I’ve missed you?
Do you know that I’ve dread about you every single night?
lvin…” Yoko Ono hugged Yusuf Zuck tightly, crying her heart out.
Yusuf felt as if ti and space were in disarray.
It had been over three years, and Yoko Ono’s love seed a bit too persistent.
After all, lovers who had dated for a few years and then separated for a few more might not know what to say upon an unexpected reunion after years, right?
But Yoko Ono continued to cry, her tears flowing freely!
“How have you been these past few years?” Yusuf asked, patting her back.
“Yoko…
Yoko was sent by father to study at the Cherry Blossom Society,” Yoko Ono sobbed.
“It was tough and hard to endure, but whenever Yoko thought of lvin during the hard tis, she always managed to pull through.
Now, Yoko has inherited the family fortune; I am the largest shareholder of the Mitsui Group.
lvin, Yoko doesn’t want to leave you anymore, okay?
Yoko wants to be by your side, to cook and wash clothes for you, okay?”
“You’re still so adorable, you haven’t changed,” Yusuf said, lifting her chin with his hand, looking into her teary eyes, and audibly sighing to himself.
Sparkle and shyness appeared in Yoko Ono’s eyes as she softly said, “Yoko misses you a lot, Yoko will never change.” As she spoke, Yoko Ono also took out a sweatshirt from her bag and said, “lvin, do you rember this sweatshirt?”
“Mmm…
Yes, I rember!” Yusuf instantly recognized it.
It was the very sweatshirt Yoko Ono used to wear when they were together.
Back then, the sixteen-year-old only wore this sweatshirt, which ant that whenever she knelt or sat down, her youthful charm was on full display, to the point that Yusuf’s nose would bleed.
“Do you want to see Yoko wearing this sweatshirt again?” Yoko Ono asked shyly.
This was outright flirtation.
“Sure,” Yusuf said with a smile and nodded his head.
Yoko Ono turned around and then looked back at Yusuf with a shy glance, “lvin, no peeping…”
“Okay, I won’t look,” Yusuf reluctantly smiled and then closed his eyes.
Yoko Ono took off her clothes one by one and finally put on that sweatshirt again.
Then she knelt next to the chair and gently lay on Yusuf’s legs.
Yusuf stared at her in a daze, and she too looked up, her eyes dancing as she gazed at him.
In that mont, it seed as if the sparks of love were ignited.
Yoko Ono appeared moved, like a leopardess in heat in spring, her eyes ablaze with intense flas.
And Yusuf’s eyes had a fire in them too, but compared to three years ago, his pulse and heart were beating calmly, not like before when his little heart nearly leapt to his throat!
“lvin, Yoko will never leave you again; Yoko will always be with you; Yoko will forever be your woman; Yoko will also never change…” At this emotional mont, Yoko Ono indeed looked incredibly beautiful and as enchanting as ever.
Yusuf once again lifted her chin, then after a mont said, “In recent years, a few internet catchphrases have beco popular here.
Right now, I’m reminded of one in particular.
I’ll say it, and you listen to see if you understand it!”
“Mm-hmm,” Yoko Ono nodded repeatedly, her face full of curiosity and still acting cute.
“The phrase goes like this: ‘Ti is a butcher’s knife; it darkens the wood ear mushrooms, purples the grapes, and softens my banana!'”
“Butcher’s knife?
Ti?
Wood ear mushrooms and grapes and a banana??” Even with three years of hard training at the Cherry Blossom Society, Yoko Ono failed to understand the saying.
The Cherry Blossom Society had not taught her the profoundness of Chinese language!
This ti, she was truly confounded!
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PS: Ti turned Yoko into purple grapes and dark wood ear mushrooms, the uncle’s love is gone, don’t scold !
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