The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 227. Punishment 2 (Two More Updates)

Chapter 227: 227. Punishment 2 (Two More Updates)

The unbearable itchiness spread across Li Xitong’s body, as if millions of ants were crawling over her. She wanted to scratch but didn’t know where to start. Her forehead was covered in cold sweat, tormented not only by the itchiness but also by pain, a pain that seemed to grow from within her bones.

A fierce longing arose within her. Her eyes had begun to blur, and looking at the porridge on the ground, she eventually succumbed to her body’s torment, bent down, and stuck out her tongue.

"Tsks, this woman is really cheap, huh? Won’t eat when I give her food, but prefers to eat like this," Jin Enxi said with interest as he stroked his chin, looking at the surveillance footage. "What do you think would happen if I uploaded this video to the internet right now?"

Eden glanced briefly at the screen before looking away; Jin Enxi’s taste for malice was flaring up. It was just Li Xitong’s bad luck.

Among the group, not mentioning himself and Andre, Shen Qinglan was the resolute type who disliked torturing others, usually ending things with a fatal blow. Cissily was the violent type, preferring to conquer others with her fists. Only Jin Enxi truly relished in torturing others, with never-ending malicious methods. The woman from before was lucky to have escaped quickly; otherwise, whether she could have withstood Jin Enxi’s methods if he got serious was another question.

Li Xitong lay on the ground, gasping for air. The porridge that had been there was now gone, and the pain and itchiness had also vanished. But the humiliation she had just experienced was deeply etched into her bones. She swore that once she got out of here, she definitely wouldn’t let Shen Qinglan and this bunch of bastards off the hook.

"Shen Qinglan, Shen Qinglan..." Li Xitong muttered Shen Qinglan’s name, each word dripping with blood-curdling hatred.

It was a week later when Shen Qinglan finally appeared in that place. Old Sir Shen had completely regained consciousness and could speak. The doctor said it was fortunate that he had a strong constitution, as the minor stroke did not greatly affect him and he could recover. However, since he was old, his body had deteriorated significantly after one hospital visit, and he would require more attentive care from now on.

As the garage door opened once more, Li Xitong thought it was Jin Enxi and did not lift her head, sitting on the ground with her head buried between her knees, completely ignoring it.

Footsteps approached until they stopped in front of her. "Li Xitong," Shen Qinglan spoke indifferently.

Li Xitong suddenly looked up, only to see the unexpected face. "Shen Qinglan," she said through gritted teeth, filled with deep-seated hatred.

Her current appearance was disheveled, her clothes soiled and tattered, which she had ripped herself, and her hair was like straw. Her whole person even gave off a strange odor.

Shen Qinglan looked down at her with an unflappable expression. This look in Li Xitong’s eyes was like a fuse that instantly ignited her. She stood up and lunged at Shen Qinglan. "Shen Qinglan, I’m going to fight you to the death."

Shen Qinglan sidestepped, avoiding Li Xitong’s lunge. When Li Xitong lunged again, Shen Qinglan lifted her foot and kicked Li Xitong in the abdomen.

Li Xitong cried out in pain and crashed against the wall, then lay on the ground motionless.

Shen Qinglan slowly walked over, looking down at her from on high. Li Xitong was also staring back at her. "Shen Qinglan, you really are in cahoots with them. I should have realized," Li Xitong said mockingly, regretting that she had encouraged them to abduct Shen Qinglan.

"Li Xitong, after all, the Shen Family raised you for so many years, provided you with a good life, how dare you lay a finger on Grandpa," Shen Qinglan said.

At those words, Li Xitong burst out laughing, as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world. She laughed and coughed until tears streamed down her face. "Is the old man Shen Yuanyi dead yet?"

Shen Qinglan’s expression turned frosty, her gaze piercingly cold. "Li Xitong, you’re seeking death."

Li Xitong continued to cough, her pallid face gaining a hint of color from the violent coughs. "I only wish I could have killed the old man sooner. If it weren’t for him, would I have ended up like this?"

She looked at Shen Qinglan, her mouth twisting into a crooked smile. "Shen Qinglan, you truly are the granddaughter of that old man. So ruthless. It was you who had them give me those drugs, right? You think I’m helpless against the Shen family now that I’m addicted, don’t you?"

Shen Qinglan didn’t mention that the whole drug situation was entirely Jin Enxi’s perverse idea.

Seeing Shen Qinglan’s silence, Li Xitong assumed she had tacitly agreed. "Shen Qinglan, you’ve always looked down on me. But what about you? Don’t think I don’t know. Those Li’s, the couple, you brought them here. All of this was your plan. Ridiculous, the Shen Family is blind, completely unable to see your true face."

"Which hand did you use?" Shen Qinglan asked abruptly.

Li Xitong was taken aback.

Shen Qinglan looked at her hands. "You hurt Grandpa. Which hand did you use?"

Li Xitong watched her warily. "What do you want to do?"

Shen Qinglan said nothing, and Li Xitong, sitting up from the ground, hid her hands behind her back. This Shen Qinglan frightened her.

Shen Qinglan took a step forward, closing in on Li Xitong. "Tell me, which hand?"

Li Xitong bathed in her gaze, as if she were looking at a dead person. The hatred on her face had been completely replaced by fear; she had already guessed Shen Qinglan’s intentions. "Shen Qinglan, I’m already addicted to drugs; you can’t do this to me." These hands were her last resort; she couldn’t let Shen Qinglan destroy them.

Shen Qinglan remained unmoved.

Li Xitong desperately moved backward, wanting to escape this place, but the room was small, without even a single spot for her to hide.

Shen Qinglan steadily approached Li Xitong, and when she had cornered Li Xitong against the wall, she stopped, squatting down, grasping Li Xitong’s chin with one hand, forcing her to look up at her.

"Li Xitong, I had already warned you not to provoke me; the consequences are not something you can bear. Why wouldn’t you listen?"

Li Xitong’s eyes were filled with fear; she dared not meet Shen Qinglan’s gaze. "Shen Qinglan, I know I was wrong. Please let me go; I will never oppose you again, let alone cause you any trouble. I can go and apologize to Grandpa, kneel down and beg for forgiveness. I’m begging you, please let me go, okay?"

Shen Qinglan released her chin and stood up. Li Xitong’s eyes lit up, thinking Shen Qinglan had agreed to let her go. "Shen Qinglan, I promise to stay far away from you in the future, never to appear in your sight again."

Li Xitong got up, trying to put some distance between herself and Shen Qinglan, but Shen Qinglan’s fist landed on her body without any warning. The pain made her double over, but Shen Qinglan didn’t stop there. She grabbed Li Xitong and delivered another punch to her abdomen, causing Li Xitong to collapse on the ground, unable to get up.

Shen Qinglan stepped forward, her foot pressing on Li Xitong’s right hand, then she applied force.

"Ah!" Li Xitong screamed in agony; Shen Qinglan did not stop, continuing to apply pressure, and Li Xitong could even hear the sound of her bones breaking.

She was sweating from pain, and when Shen Qinglan released her hand, Li Xitong was in too much pain to even speak, just gasping for breath. Without Shen Qinglan having to say it, Li Xitong knew her right hand was ruined.

"Li Xitong, this is what you owe my Grandpa," Shen Qinglan said indifferently.

"Shen Qinglan, you’d better kill me today; if you don’t, once I get out, I will make you regret it." Li Xitong glared at Shen Qinglan with venomous eyes.

Shen Qinglan wasn’t concerned with her words, but later Li Xitong would understand that Shen Qinglan never gave her that chance.

Shen Qinglan turned and left the garage; outside, Jin Enxi was waiting for her.

"An, what should we do with this woman; should we..." she drew her hand across her neck, the meaning was clear.

Shen Qinglan shook her head; that would be letting her off too easy. Jin Enxi immediately understood, grinning, "Then leave her to me; I promise she’ll be begging for mercy and death, haha."

"Don’t cause a fatality," Shen Qinglan advised; after all, this was Z country, and she didn’t want Jin Enxi to get into unnecessary trouble.

"Don’t worry, don’t worry." Jin Enxi was nonchalant; she was never afraid of trouble.

After Shen Qinglan left, Jin Enxi entered the garage, looking at Li Xitong’s expression of despair, stroking her chin. This is despair? Isn’t her ability to withstand too weak? Jin Enxi deeply felt it was necessary to help Li Xitong improve her psychological endurance.

Li Xitong had no energy even to glance at Jin Enxi, lying on the ground, motionless, "Tsk tsk, looking at you like this, really isn’t much of a challenge."

"How much did Shen Qinglan pay you to do this for her? I can give you double the amount, as long as you destroy Shen Qinglan for me."

Jin Enxi shook her head, really curious about Li Xitong’s thought process - was it truly different from ordinary people’s, that she could think so bizarrely. Should she suggest to Eden to open up her brain and take a look, study it a bit? The more she thought about it, the more excellent she found the idea.

Of course, Li Xitong was unaware of her thoughts. "I won’t call the cops, and I can give you a sum of money as long as you destroy Shen Qinglan for me."

Jin Enxi didn’t take the bait, instead pulling a packet of white powder from her pocket. "Here’s something good for you."

Li Xitong knew what it was but didn’t refuse; she was fed up with the agony of withdrawal. She had tried to quit, enduring the inner craving without taking the substance Jin Enxi provided, but the feeling of a thousand insects gnawing was too tormenting, and she couldn’t hold on for more than five minutes.

"This should last you a week; now you can go," said Jin Enxi, pointing at the garage door. Li Xitong’s eyes gleamed, struggling to her feet.

"If I were you, after leaving, I’d find a place to hide, not call the cops. If I dare let you go after you’ve seen my face, do you think calling the cops will help? I advise you not to think of troubling Shen Qinglan. If I could catch you once, I can certainly catch you a second time." Jin Enxi spoke with a smile, her tone gentle, but her words were anything but.