Beg Me to Remarry
Chapter 427: The Cycle of Cause and Effect, Retribution is Inescapable

Chapter 427: Chapter 427: The Cycle of Cause and Effect, Retribution is Inescapable

Fu Han stopped caring and drank straight from the wine bottle. With two gulps of red wine, she felt a chilly sensation rising from her abdomen. She felt much more relaxed, at least the urge to punch walls had dissipated.

At that moment, another new message from Ji Liangchuan came, "Fu Han, I know I shouldn’t be sending you this photo, but I think you have the right to know what He Xing has been doing when you can’t see. I am a selfish person. I like you, and I don’t want you to be deceived, so I must send you this photo. If it makes you angry, I apologize, but I don’t regret it."

Fu Han’s gaze lingered on the last sentence, and tears welled up in her eyes again. She tried hard to wipe them away, but they kept streaming down, seemingly endless.

She pulled up He Xing’s Whatsapp conversation, with the latest message from two days ago. He Xing said he would be discharged from the hospital tomorrow and would be able to visit her then.

Fu Han did not reply to that message. He Xing later called her, and after that, there was no more.

Fu Han’s pale fingers tapped on the screen. She typed slowly, forming one letter after another until a sentence emerged: "He Xing, after much thought, I believe we aren’t suitable as a couple. Let’s go back to the beginning and be just family to each other."

After sending the message, she blocked all of He Xing’s contact methods and forced herself to lie in bed and sleep, trying not to think about these things anymore.

Perhaps, the only way to end the pain was to stay away from it. When she was no longer He Xing’s fiancée, she wouldn’t have to be so upset over things involving He Xing and others.

...

City A.

After leaving Xia Cheng’s office, Qin Nuan went straight to the underground parking garage, where the most expensive gift from Xia Guoxiong awaited her - a pink BMW Mini. It took her a lot of pestering to finally get it.

She got into the car and started the engine while dialing a number. But the phone rang for a long time without answer.

A sense of unease crept into Qin Nuan’s heart as she sped towards her destination, dialing another number as she did so. The call went through but was immediately hung up. Not giving up, she dialed again, and after a long wait, it was finally picked up.

"I told you not to call me casually," an impatient male voice spoke on the other end, "I’m in a meeting at Huangpu Group today, I don’t have time to see you."

Qin Nuan instinctively shrank back, but she mustered up the courage to speak softly, "Listen to me, I think something might have gone wrong."

While the person on the other end of the phone remained silent, she hurriedly continued, "I just tried calling the people over there and they didn’t pick up. I suspect something has happened with Old Master He."

The phone went silent for a moment. About a minute later, the man’s voice came again, "I can’t intervene directly, you go check it out."

Qin Nuan’s face paled. She was hesitating over what to say next when the man spoke again, this time more gently, with an attractive force, "Be careful and put your safety first."

With that, Qin Nuan’s last hesitation was swept away. She hung up the phone with a smile and headed towards the suburbs.

Both Xia Guoxiong and Xia Cheng had asked her who she really liked. But the truth was she didn’t like either Xia Guoxiong or Xia Cheng; her heart belonged to the man she had just phoned, and even her association with Xia Guoxiong was orchestrated by this man.

For that man, for her family, Qin Nuan put up with Xia Guoxiong and forced herself to seduce Xia Cheng. After all this time, she had finally reached the moment to reel in her net.

The surroundings grew more desolate as she drove. Qin Nuan had only been on this road once before, brought by that man who said that this specific factory was where they would keep Old Master He to catch him off-guard.

In Qin Nuan’s mind, that man was like a god. His words were not to be doubted; following them to the letter was all that was required.

When she arrived at the factory she remembered, Qin Nuan’s heart started to race. She clutched her chest and cautiously approached the place. From afar, she saw the factory doors wide open. It was only when she got closer that she discovered the three thugs she had hired had all fainted on the ground.

In a panic, without worrying about anything else, Qin Nuan, in her high heels, stumbled into the factory and frantically shook one of the men awake.

She urgently asked, "What happened to you guys? Where’s Old Master He?"

The ordinary-looking man in a khaki jacket rubbed his sore head and yelled, "A bunch of people in black rushed in. There were too many of them; we stood no chance. They knocked us out. They must have taken Old Master He."

Another man in a colorful jacket with a scar on his face spat a thick gob of phlegm onto the ground, "Damn, we lost out on this deal. Look, Miss Qin, we risked our lives for you. You can’t short-change us, can you?"

Facing the lewd grins on their faces, Qin Nuan realized just how unwise it had been to come here alone. She began to retreat, anxiously saying, "I will never short-change you. The agreed money will be paid in full, I promise."

Before she knew it, Qin Nuan was surrounded by the three men, each with a menacing look and filthy grins. One of them, in their impatience, started stripping off their clothes.

Qin Nuan screamed in terror as she turned and ran for the door, but was yanked back by the scar-faced man by her hair, "Bitch, I’ve had my eyes on you for a while. Serve me well and I might spare your life, or else... haha..."

The unspeakable sounds emerged from inside the factory, accompanied by Qin Nuan’s screams and the tearing of clothing.

Sadly, this was the middle of nowhere, surrounded by abandoned factories, practically deserted on a normal day, let alone on such a freezing day when everyone preferred to stay warm at home. Who would come out here?

The screams lasted for over an hour. When they stopped, three men emerged first, adjusting their clothes and laughing triumphantly.

It took almost ten minutes before Qin Nuan came out. She had looked polished and beautiful when she entered, but now she came out looking like she rolled in garbage, utterly disheveled.

Her makeup was smeared, her face multicolored, showing not a hint of human color. Clutching her belly, she took steps forward; but after only a few steps, she couldn’t hold on any longer and collapsed onto the ground. Blood began to flow from her dress as she summoned the last of her strength to dial emergency services at 120.