Beg Me to Remarry -
Chapter 565 - 566: Fight to the Death to Protect Each Other
Chapter 565: Chapter 566: Fight to the Death to Protect Each Other
His movement blocked Fu Han’s line of sight, preventing her from seeing what Nan Qing was doing, but she thought as long as she could hold onto the man in black, Nan Qing would be safe.
Suddenly, a "snap" rang out, and Fu Han had no idea what had happened; she only felt dirt pelting her face, forcing her eyes shut with pain, unable to open them.
"Bitch, you dare hit me?" the man in black’s voice erupted as he let go of Fu Han.
Fu Han’s eyes hurt terribly, but she astutely guessed that Nan Qing had probably hit the man in black with a flowerpot or something similar.
Ignoring the pain in her eyes, driven by instinct, she lunged forward and grabbed the man in black’s legs while desperately shouting, "Nan Qing, run! Don’t worry about me."
Fu Han always believed that self-preservation was a prerequisite for saving others. Now, Nan Qing was pregnant and had no ability to protect herself, how could she possibly rescue Fu Han from such a ruthless assailant?
Nan Qing had hoped the flowerpot would seriously injure the man in black. But even with blood dripping from his forehead, he still managed to kick Fu Han away and rushed toward her with a dagger in hand.
Realizing something was wrong, she regretted not using the opportunity that Fu Han had barely fought for to escape and seek help, instead of rashly charging at the enemy.
She turned to run, but the man in black, who was about one meter ninety tall, didn’t even need to step forward; with a single movement, he grabbed Nan Qing’s hair.
Having her hair pulled was incredibly painful, especially with this man’s great strength. Nan Qing had been moving forward, and his pull sent her tumbling backward to the ground.
The fall was truly painful, and without even a struggle, Nan Qing fainted on the spot.
All Fu Han could hear was the pained scream from Nan Qing as her hair was pulled; she heard no other sounds, and with her inability to open her eyes, there was no difference between her and a blind person. All she could do was cry out, "Nan Qing, Nan Qing, how are you?"
But the man in black just offered a sinister laugh in return, "Nan Qing? So she was the one who made the phone call earlier. Good, I’ll take care of both of them together, eliminating any future trouble."
"I’ll fight you to the end," Fu Han muttered as she frantically felt the ground for anything, grabbing a handful of dirt and throwing it towards the source of the voice. The next second, the man in black’s screams reached her ears, suggesting she had succeeded in getting dirt in his eyes.
Then she forced her eyes open and ran desperately towards the safety door, knowing it was her last chance. If she made it, not only would she be saved, but Nan Qing would be too; if she failed, both she and Nan Qing would leave this world, and the baby inside Nan Qing would never come into being.
Finally, she reached the safety door. She flung it open and screamed, her voice filled with despair, "Help! Help!"
Fu Han could have run straight through the safety door, but she couldn’t leave Nan Qing behind. She knew that as long as she was here, the man in black would deal with her first. So, she kept one hand on the safety door but didn’t leave the stairwell.
Instead, she continued to provoke the man in black, "What kind of man are you, being someone else’s lackey, committing heartless deeds? You only bully women. You don’t deserve to live in this world."
"I will kill you." Footsteps began to approach Fu Han, step by step, bringing the man in black closer—it was obvious who it was.
Fu Han silently counted in her heart. She planned to wait for the man in black to get close to the door before running out of the stairwell, ensuring Nan Qing’s safety.
Finally, she smelled that familiar, vile odor mixed with a faint scent of blood. She knew it belonged to the man she detested with her entire being.
She turned and fled through the safety door, her heart continuously encouraging herself. She had to make it this time because she was not alone; she had to protect Nan Qing.
Fu Han’s eyes still ached unbearably. She couldn’t see anything and could only rely on her memory to run towards the lobby. Regardless of whether she might bump into anyone, she had no choice but to rush forward.
At last, a middle-aged man’s voice spoke up, "Who’s there? What’s going on?"
The voice was utterly ordinary, but to Fu Han, it sounded like the most beautiful music. She knew she was rescued or more accurately, she knew Nan Qing was rescued as for herself... the footsteps of the man in black still neared, the outcome uncertain.
Blind to her surroundings, Fu Han’s other senses sharpened. She felt a breeze blow past her from behind and, not daring to continue forward, she immediately bent over and fell to the ground.
A second later, someone ran past her; behind her, the sounds of a scuffle arose—it was the man in black wrestling with the security guard. Fu Han paid no attention to anything else and desperately tried to open her eyes, tears flowing freely.
At last, through her blurry tears, she saw another security guard had subdued the man in black, and another had arrived upon hearing the commotion.
The fight was over!
The fear that had risen to Fu Han’s throat finally settled. She collapsed onto the ground, having sustained herself on sheer willpower until now. With the danger gone, she truly had no strength left.
Soon after, Fu Han and Nan Qing were loaded onto an ambulance. Fu Han looked at Nan Qing’s pale, paper-like face, feeling an overwhelming sense of heaviness.
The Doctor made a preliminary examination of Nan Qing and said she was bleeding, and the baby might not survive.
Upon hearing this news, Fu Han was struck dumb. If Nan Qing’s baby was lost, she would never forgive herself.
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City A is one of the most bustling cities in the country, and shopping centers are almost always crowded.
However, there are exceptions, such as before the New Year, when many people working in the city return to their hometowns, leaving the city seemingly deserted.
During the New Year period, walking the streets can give you the illusion that you’ve accidentally entered the world of Sleeping Beauty, with no one around and everyone apparently asleep.
There is an odd and eerie feeling about it that is unsettling, especially when the shops on both sides of the street are empty, either closed or, for the few still open, nearly customerless.
At the street corner, there is a Cafe, one of the few stores that hasn’t closed its doors.
This Cafe is famous, a renowned spot popular on social media, and during holidays, anyone wanting to enjoy coffee or dessert needs to make a reservation in advance.
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