Chapter 387: 387: Jian Yufei is in Danger!_1
Fated to My Billionaire Husband
âDo I have to go with you now?â she asked.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWe have a few questions for you first,â said the taller police officer.
Jian Yufei stepped aside, indifferently saying, âPlease come in.â
As the two policemen entered and scanned the surroundings, the shorter one asked her, âAre you alone?â
âYes.â Jian Yufei didnât notice anything wrong with them. She walked ahead, aware that they closed the door behind them.
There was also an odd tension in the air.
She turned around and saw the two policemen looking at her with a menacing gaze.
âYouâ¦â Jian Yufei backed away, realizing that they werenât police officers at all!
She raced for the kitchen, intending to lock it behind her before calling Ruan Tianling for help!
In her haste, she pulled out her phone.
But before she could even take two steps, her hair was abruptly yanked from behind!
âAhâhelp me, someone⦠helpâ¦.â she whimpered.
Jian Yufeiâs mouth was covered from behind. She struggled fiercely, but her attacker was clearly an experienced criminal, ridiculously strong and brutally violent.
They dragged her upstairs. Jian Yufeiâs phone fell to the ground.
As she was dragged up the stairs, she held on to the railing tightly. One of the criminals tried to pry her hand away, nearly snapping her fingers in the process.
Just as Ruan Tianlingâs car hadnât reached its destination, he received a text message.
The message was short and concise.
[Jian Yufei is in danger!]
Those words made Ruan Tianlingâs whole body shudder!
He immediately changed direction, dialed Jian Yufeiâs number. The phone, abandoned in the living room, went unanswered.
The sense of dread grew stronger inside him. Ruan Tianling slammed on the accelerator, heading back as fast as possibleâ
At this point, Jian Yufei was terrified, her legs kicking futilely on the wooden staircase.
She thought of the baby in her stomach, and then a scene from her past life of falling to her death.
Could it be that history was repeating itself?
Would she and her child still be unable to escape the fate of death?
No, she couldnât die, she couldnât die again!
Jian Yufei forced herself to calm down. As they turned onto the staircase landing, she bit one of the criminals hard on the hand. Seizing the opportunity when he withdrew his hand in pain, she grabbed a vase from a nearby flower stand and smashed it mercilessly on the nearest thugâs head.
The vase shattered, and Jian Yufei immediately bolted downstairs.
âMotherâ¦fucker!â Swore the injured thug, in an embarrassed rage.
âDonât let her get away, after her!â
They swiftly bolted after her. Jian Yufei didnât dare to stop. Her goal was to escape from the villa as that would maximize her chances of getting help.
But just as she reached the living room, she was caught again.
This time, they gave her no chance to resist: one held her upper body, the other held her legs, and they carried her up towards the rooftop.
This was a two-story villa, with high ceilings. Standing on the roof, the wind kept blowing fiercely.
Jian Yufei was brought to the edge of the railing. She could see the small garden below, surrounded by a fence.
She wondered, did they plan to toss her from the rooftop?
If she fell, she would surely die!
If she truly fell to her death, the fate would be shockingly similar to that of her previous life.
However, this time, her murderer wasnât Ruan Tianlingâ¦.
Tears welled up in Jian Yufeiâs eyes. Whimpering, she looked at the tall thug, pleadingly.
The thug hesitated for a moment, gesturing to the shorter one to remove the gag from her mouth, asked, âDo you have any last words?â