Chapter 1002: Why Is She Still Alive?
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
It was 11 o’clock at night. The moon was shining bright and clear, and the light from the lamp posts along the harbor shone almost as brightly.
Wen Chenghao boarded the ship with his men, gently pushing along a wheelchair onboard.
In the wheelchair was a scrawny woman who was as thin as a rake. Her eyes were dull and lifeless, and she almost looked like a corpse.
The interior of the cruise ship was extravagantly decorated. Wen Chenghao locked the wheelchair, looked at the woman in it, and said tenderly, “Lanlan, Dad will take you away from here immediately.”
The woman’s hand moved ever so slightly.
“After we leave, I will order the murder of Nalan Chunbo and Ye Yuwei,” Wen Chenghao growled furiously. “We could’ve lived a peaceful life together, why did they come and stir up ancient history? No matter what, I promise you’ll live well.”
This time, the woman lifted her head slightly. Her pale face was pasty white. “Kill the slut, kill the slut—” the woman suddenly shrieked agitatedly.
Wen Chenghao quickly held his daughter’s hands, his eyes as cruel as hers. “Dad will help you kill the slut, I promise.”
The woman composed herself and lowered her head again, satisfied.
Wen Chenghao got to his feet and looked at the watch. “Prepare to depart.”
“Hey, you can’t be leaving just like that,” a woman’s voice laughed from behind him.
Wen Chenghao turned around abruptly. Aunt Gu and Wen Jie were onboard the ship before he could make his move.
Wen Jie looked at Wen Chenghao and shifted her gaze to the woman in the wheelchair. She could not recognize the woman immediately but once she did, she laughed.
A sad and forlorn laugh.
Wen Chenghao did not expect their arrival at all. He took precautions against Gu Tianmu and Gu Juexi, but he did not see them coming.
Wen Lan lifted her head. Her eyes filled with rage and hatred as soon as she laid eyes on Wen Jie. “Slut! Slut! How dare you come here?”
Wen Jie listened to the shrill voice solemnly. She looked at the two people standing three feet in front of her, one of whom was her biological father.
“Wen Jie—”
“Why is she still alive?” asked Wen Jie. Her tone was blank, but there was a hint of grief in it.
Meanwhile, Mo Fei had escorted Ye Yuwei onto the cruise ship using a small boat. They sneakily tiptoed to the hall of the ship. Due to the extravagant interior of the cruise, there was plenty of furniture that they could hide behind to get to their destination.
“Mom!” The first person Ye Yuwei saw after she squatted down behind a cabinet was Wen Jie. She was stunned but remained quiet.
Next, Ye Yuwei looked at the person in the wheelchair. She was shocked, and curled her hands into tight fists. Mo Fei saw her reaction and pressed her wrists down. They were hiding at the border of the hall which was actually some distance from the rest of the crowd, for fear of being seen by Wen Chenghao’s men.
“Shh.” Mo Fei lifted a finger to her mouth, gesturing for Ye Yuwei to keep quiet.
“Of course I am alive.” It was as if Wen Lan’s anger had energized her as she looked more lively than earlier. “Anyway, Wen Jie, how is the painful and agonizing life you’ve been living?”
Wen Jie’s hands clenched tightly, but her glare remained on Wen Chenghao. “Why is she still alive?”
“Wen Jie, she is your sister, do you want your sister to die? You are just as vicious as your mother!” Wen Chenghao lashed out, exasperated.
