Each day would pass as she waited and waited for someone to save her, without giving up hope. She wanted to survive, and she wanted to leave the place alive. She constantly reminded herself to fight for her survival. No matter what happens, I must not be afraid, and I must not fall asleep...
Suddenly, a knock echoed from the other side of the door.
Yan Huan sneakily peeked at the door, while remaining completely still and quiet.
After all, it would be a useless struggle. No matter how much she begged or pleaded, the chance of a positive outcome would still be nil.
They would never let her go.
A man entered the room and walked toward her, before stopping in front of her. Yan Huan simply glared at him expressionlessly, displaying no emotions in her ambiguous eyes. However, she managed to see the manâs face, obviously battered and riddled by scars of old age and passing years.
When he was young, his face could surely rival the current popular idols. Even now, he was still an extremely attractive middle-aged man. In his past life, he was the Su Qingdong that dominated the Sea City. Now, he was simply a lackey of the Ye family, guarding this meager space and being constantly oppressed by them. He was the Su Qingdong who was a loser and a failure.
He lowered his head and scanned over her with an indifferent expression, without any intention of releasing her.
Yan Huan smiled bitterly to herself, as she knew very clearly that Su Qingdong would never free her from her restraints.
âWhy are you here?â Suddenly, a shrill and unpleasant voice rang across the quiet room, as someone asked the question tersely.
Zhu Xianglan ambled over with a darkened expression on her face. Then, she pointed at Su Qingdong and asked menacingly, âSu Qingdong, whatâre you trying to do? Tell me, are you trying to free this sl*t?â
Su Qingdong swiped her hand away annoyingly and replied, âYouâre becoming more and more unreasonable.â
âIâm unreasonable?â Zhu Xianglanâs piercing voice reverberated shrilly through the suffocating air.
âSu Qingdong, how dare you say Iâm unreasonable? You did so many evil things as well!â
âI did many evil things?â Su Qingdong sneered sarcastically and replied, âZhu Xianglan, why donât you enlighten me who actually did those evil deeds? Who made me drunk and let me sleep with my niece. How dare you blame everything on me now?â
Zhu Xianglan was startled by his rebuttal and fumbled backward, unable to refute any of his accusations. After all, she was the mastermind behind all of these, and she did all of them simply to save her daughter. However, what Su Qingdong did almost caused their daughter to die, all for his illegitimate child who was now dead.
As the thoughts flooded her mind, she swiftly stood up and walked past Su Qingdong to stand in front of Yan Huan. Her glaring eyes were poisoned with intense, unfathomable hatred and malice.
âWhy, are you thinking of setting her free? Sheâs the cure to saving your daughterâs life; do you want to see her die? Sheâs the only child and successor of the Su bloodline. If my Ranranâs gone, the Su familyâs bloodline would forever be extinguished!â
Su Qingdongâs brows furrowed so tightly it hurt his eyes, but suddenly, he let out a wicked sneer. He was laughing and mocking at Zhu Xianglanâs appalling naivety, as he retorted, âDo you actually think you can bring her here without any consequences or causing any disquiet? Do you think they wouldnât find out by now? Who do you think the Lu family and the Lei family are, do you honestly think they are that dumb?â
If he had not cleaned up the mess, Zhu Xianglanâs evil plot would have been discovered long ago.
An inexplicable feeling of helplessness suddenly swept over Zhu Xianglan, as she realized that the man had seen through her entire evil machinations. Could it be that Su Qingdong knew about everything that she had done, right from the very beginning?
âSu Qingdong, you better not meddle in my business.â Zhu Xianglan gritted her teeth and said threateningly, âIf you reveal even a fraction of my plan, I will cut all ties with you.â
âDonât worry.â Su Qingdong narrowed his eyes spitefully. For the first time in his life, the wife that he had married for so many years suddenly felt so unfamiliar and distant, she could not even comprehend his intentions.
âRanran is my daughter too. Itâs not just you who wants to keep her alive. Do you think I want to watch her just die?â
âStop jabbering these insincere sweet talk to me.â She sneered fiercely, âIf you really treated her as a daughter, you wouldnât cherish that wh*re like a treasure. Great, now itâs my Ranran who will be caring for you when you are weak and old, instead of that cursed child. The child is born all right, but too bad heâs now dead!â
Su Qingdongâs expression turned completely grim and dark. He raised his hand, wanting to hurt her. As he stood there, engulfed in fury, he stared daggers at her with widened eyes. When he recalled the little child that was once in his embrace, a pang of grief and bitter pain gripped his heart. Before his beautiful child had even reached one year old, his precious little life was stolen away, leaving him forever.
âYou want to hit me?â Zhu Xianglan thrust her face forward, egging him on as she yelled, âHit me! I dare you to hit me!â
âUnreasonable!â Su Qingdong contained the urge to slap her with all his might, and simply turned around and left. He feared that his fuse would run short if he remained any longer, and his compulsion to slap her would overpower his reason.
However, when he arrived at the exit, he heard a loud slap echo from behind him. It was undeniably the sound of a slap coming into contact with a personâs flesh, loudly and painfully.
âYou uncivilized wh*re! Youâre just a sl*t like your mother! You deserve to die young!â As she finished speaking, Zhu Xianglan landed another hit on the helpless womanâs face, berating and mocking her as she did so.
Su Qingdong left the room hurriedly with massive strides. It was none of his concern who Zhu Xianglan was hitting; she was not his daughter after all.
After the two painful slaps, Yan Huanâs face grew numb and her spirit was thoroughly shattered.
âIf I leave here alive, Iâll...â
She opened her misty eyes and said in a raspy voice, as though her throat was bleeding in pain. She etched Zhu Xianglanâs demonic act into her skull, reminding herself to never forgive the wretched woman and to hunt her down if she made it out alive. She would make the Su family pay a terrible price, murdering all their descendants and wiping every one of them from the Sea City forever. She would torment and hurt her so badly, Zhu Xianglan would wish she was dead instead. She wanted to personally cut her flesh and make her pay back for the blood they pilfered from her, the pain they inflicted on her, and her emotional sufferings of being separated from her loving ones.
âCan you even survive?â Zhu Xianglan mockingly patted Yan Huanâs swelling cheeks from the previous assault, as she jeered, âDo you think Iâm dumb and will just let you walk out of here alive?â
âAfter youâve saved my Ranran, donât worry.â Zhu Xianglan evilly tapped her face again and said menacingly, âIâll send you to the afterworld to meet your dead mother.â
When she finished speaking, she raised her hand to ruthlessly pinch and twist every inch of Yan Huanâs body. She immensely reveled in watching Yan Huanâs terror-stricken expression in pain. It felt as though she was torturing the woman from before, who had always been suppressing her and overshadowing her, forcing her to forever live in shame.
However, I heard that the woman has died. Great, itâs so wonderful! No matter how much money she had or how beautiful she was, Iâm the one who has the last laugh! Even my daughter would be stronger and live longer than that cursed child of hers!
They even have the same blood type.
Sheâs clearly born to save my Ranran!