The Newlywed's Sweet Honey: Husband, Pamper Me to the Bone!
Chapter 231: Don’t Kill Me

Chapter 231: Chapter 231: Don’t Kill Me

"I understand." Yan Sijue curled his lips slightly, not bothering to ask who had instructed him to do such a useless thing, because he had already vaguely guessed the answer in his heart.

"You’re a straightforward person." The driver, Old Chen, grinned and handed over a syringe, "I don’t need to say more, do I?"

Yan Sijue’s brow twitched fiercely, and a deep, dark hue flitted across his eyes; he was evidently furious to the extreme!

"Is this what he intends?" Yan Sijue asked calmly.

Old Chen just smiled without speaking, still holding the syringe in the same gesture.

Yan Sijue didn’t hesitate any longer. He took the syringe, rolled up his sleeve, found a vein, and expertly injected that liquid into his bloodstream.

Chen Yayan shivered with fear, "This is... this is..."

Old Chen chuckled coldly, "Miss Chen, don’t be afraid. This stuff won’t take your life. Quite the opposite, the Fifth Young Master must really miss the taste of this stuff, right?"

Yan Sijue gave him a calm glance without saying anything, but his complexion gradually turned pale.

"Anything else?"

Old Chen gave him a look of admiration, "Fifth Young Master, I’ve worked at the Yan Family for so many years, and the only people I’ve truly respected, apart from the old master, are you. You remain unperturbed even when Mount Tai collapses. Indeed, you are no ordinary person."

Yan Sijue’s body began to tremble, clearly, the drug he had just injected was beginning to take effect on him.

"So your master wants me dead, isn’t that right?" Even though sweat began to break out on his forehead, his expression remained as composed as ever. "I suppose he wants you to capture me in a state of withdrawal, and then have you kill me, isn’t that so?"

Withdrawal...

Chen Yayan looked at Yan Sijue in terror! Could it be that the substance he just injected was some kind of drug?

"I’m sorry, Fifth Young Master." Old Chen said softly, pointing his gun at Chen Yayan, "Miss Chen, it’s unfortunate, but since you’ve seen this, you won’t have a chance to live today!"

Chen Yayan screamed in terror, "No! No! Don’t kill me! I beg you, spare me! I swear, I swear I won’t say a thing!"

Yan Sijue sneered faintly, curling his lips sarcastically.

He used to think this woman had some genuine feelings for him, but it turns out it was nothing of the sort.

"Old Chen, there are plenty of ways to control a woman without having to take her life." Yan Sijue spoke indifferently, "I remember your son is only ten years old. I suppose you wouldn’t want too much blood on your hands, lest it be paid back upon your son!"

Old Chen’s pupils contracted, a trace of fear flashing across his eyes.

Evidently, Yan Sijue’s words hit a sore spot for him.

He let out a cold laugh, "I didn’t expect the Fifth Young Master to be so sentimental! Even at a time like this, you still plead for this woman!"

Yan Sijue trembled even more violently, his consciousness beginning to waver, but upon hearing Old Chen’s words, he managed a low chuckle, "This woman holds no special meaning to me. I just don’t want to drag others down, especially a woman."

"Heh..." Old Chen laughed indifferently, the curve of his lips becoming increasingly ruthless.

Because he could tell that Yan Sijue was nearing his breaking point!

He had injected such a large dose of cocaine all at once, and although he managed to hold on for a while, it wasn’t long before he fell into unconsciousness.

Old Chen sighed inwardly.

But his hand remained as steady as always.