Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
From now on, anyone who lay a finger on Su Yue, he wouldn’t let off.
Ming Ansheng took huge strides to his car and ordered his driver to speed off.
The car flew across the expressway, and Ming Ansheng’s heart was palpitating wildly. How he wished he could fly right to Su Yue.
He seemed to hear her voice in his head.
Her pleas for help.
The scene of him finding her when she was kidnapped the previous time filled his mind.
He didn’t know when his hands had clenched into fists, nails digging into his flesh.
He couldn’t imagine what torture Su Yue was in.
He knew that Tang Feiling was hot-headed and brainless. Now, Yueyue… How was she now…?
His anger boiled the more he thought about it.
‘Yueyue, hang in there. Uncle Ming is coming to save you.’
…
Su Yue didn’t know how many times she had lost consciousness. It hurt every time her heart beats.
She seemed to have cried all her tears. She didn’t have any left.
She fell to the floor, unable to change her position. She was awake the entire night.
Helpless, fearful and full of despair…
The morning sun shone, but her heart remained cold.
She felt like she was about to breathe her last breath.
‘It hurts’.
One word flashed through her mind: Pain.
At the start, the place where her heart was situated, seemed to hurt the most. But now, she didn’t know where she was hurting. Probably everywhere.
She started to lose consciousness again.
Slam!
Suddenly the door slammed, jolting her awake.
Her thick eyelashes trembled. She opened her eyes, staring at the entrance.
The big, heavy gates seemed pushed open from the outside.
Who could it be?
Was her third brother and third sister-in-law here to save her?
Su Yue’s body slightly trembled in excitement.
A tall figure entered, the sounds of her high heels hitting the floor rang through her ears, shredding her hope.
She closed her eyes slowly, losing all hopes of survival.
“Su Yue, the entire world is looking for you. You’re really capable,” Tang Feiling commented, squatting down beside her. She grabbed her long hair and smiled coldly. “But they will never find you.”
Su Yue closed her eyes, not saying a word.
Compared to the pain on her chest, the pain of Tang Feiling pulling her hair was nothing.
“You…!”
“Yueyue!”
Tang Feiling was about to say something when a man’s worried voice sounded from the entrance.
Tang Feiling looked over. The man walked over murderously and she instantly paled.
“An… Ansheng…”
Ming Ansheng rushed towards Su Yue and when he saw her, his heart clenched, hurting as though someone was squeezing it with a sharp claw.
“Yueyue!”
He shouted, his heart aching as he bent over to pull her up.
Her clothes hung off her loosely, revealing her left chest, making Ming Ansheng lose his senses.
Tears welled up in his eyes. He stood up and grabbed hold of Tang Feiling who was about to flee.
“Tang Feiling!” He gritted his teeth, his cold aura suffocating her. There was a murderous gleam in his eyes.
Tang Feiling paled in fear. She opened her mouth to speak, “An… Ansheng I… I…”
“Ahh…” Ming Ansheng grabbed her hair and smashed her head against the wall.
He stepped on something. He looked downwards to see a long metal rod, there was a small triangular iron piece at the end of it.
His eyes widened before looking at the charred iron bucket.
