A Life of Financial Freedom

Ordinary people always fantasize about financial freedom, beautiful women, luxury cars, yachts... However, compared to all these material things, Chu Fang desires a sincere relationship even more, ...

Chapter 820 You Bastard

"Faster, faster!"

The car ran through countless red lights, but Chu Fang kept urging the driver on, and the car's speed increased rapidly.

... ...

Rumble...

The rain poured down, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

Zhong Tingyue escaped the narrow space. She looked around and saw that she was surrounded by jungle. She could not tell where she was and could only do her best to escape.

Zhong Tingyue ran desperately through the forest, her feet sinking into the muddy, decaying leaves. Mud splashed everywhere, and rainwater streamed down her long, ink-black hair as she struggled to lift and lower her fair feet through the mud.

She gritted her teeth, her delicate face filled with determination and strength.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

"I can't die here!"

“I still have many things to do: I haven’t taken care of my parents, I haven’t realized my personal value, I haven’t married Mr. Chu, and I don’t have the fruit of our love.”

"If I die, how heartbroken will my parents, younger sister, and Mr. Chu be?"

"I must survive!!!"

Zhong Tingyue had just woken up from being drugged, and her body was weak. Relying on her strong will, she took one step, then the next...

The rain was pouring down, making the ground slippery and muddy. Before she knew it, Zhong Tingyue had slipped and fallen.

She couldn't stand up, nor could she take the next step.

Then Ye Zhijie's footsteps approached from behind.

She quickly hid behind a tree as large raindrops fell.

Raindrops dampened Zhong Tingyue's hair, and a few strands clung to her face, yet they could not conceal her innate beauty.

Zhong Tingyue looked up at the sky, where dark clouds covered the sky and thunder dragons seemed to be flying around.

The image of her Mr. Chu appeared in her eyes. This time, time seemed to stand still, and then slowly moved forward.

Zhong Tingyue recalled her experiences with Chu Fang, their happy days, how beautiful she looked in her wedding dress, the tension before their relationship was confirmed, and the trepidation she felt when she first met Chu Fang...

Chu Fang once said, "Before I die, I must take you with me, so we can go to the Yellow Springs together."

Zhong Tingyue retorted, "No way!"

"It has to be done!" Chu Fang forcefully hooked her finger and swore to the heavens, "From this day forward, we will be husband and wife by different surnames. We do not ask to be born on the same day, month, and year, but we ask to die on the same day, month, and year."

The rain soaked her bright and deep eyes, making them look more misty and sad.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chu, I broke my promise."

Ye Zhijie hovered around, his voice echoing: "I know you're nearby and can hear me."

"Come out."

"Hiding is pointless; I will find you eventually."

"If you continue to hide, once I find you, I will torture you so badly that you will find it hard to die."

Zhong Tingyue held her breath, trying her best not to make a sound.

"That's truly impressive!"

"Since you won't show up, then I'll kill your husband..."

Upon hearing this, Zhong Tingyue couldn't help but let out a soft, melodious sound.

"hey-hey... ..."

"I've found you."

Ye Zhijie spotted Zhong Tingyue hiding behind a tree, walked up to her, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, forming a chilling smile.

"You can't escape!" Ye Zhijie held a gleaming knife in his right hand, the blade reflecting a chilling light in the lightning.

Ye Zhijie raised his cold blade, intending to kill Zhong Tingyue, whose eyes lit up.

"Just then!"

Zhong Tingyue grabbed a stick about the thickness of a fist from beside her and struck Ye Zhijie on the ankle.

At this moment, a torrential downpour made the muddy mountain road extremely slippery.

Faced with this blow, Ye Zhijie lost his balance and fell to the ground. Zhong Tingyue mustered the last of her strength, struggled forward, snatched the cold knife from Ye Zhijie's hand, and stabbed him again and again.

Pfft, pfft, pfft...

Ye Zhijie lost his struggle and his life.

Taking advantage of Ye Zhijie's unpreparedness, Zhong Tingyue killed him.

But she was not happy, and there was not a trace of emotion in her body, because she had no strength left to leave this desolate place and send messages to the outside world.

This meant that she was destined to die here.

Zhong Tingyue fell to the ground in a disheveled state, her delicate skirt covered in a thick layer of mud.

She closed her eyes: "Goodbye, Mr. Chu..."

Rumble...

The rain intensified, as if the Milky Way were falling from the sky.

"Zhong Tingyue, Zhong Tingyue..."

Zhong Tingyue quietly awaited death, her husband's voice echoing in her mind. A slight smile played on her lips, like a new moon in full bloom, gentle and radiant.

"To hear Mr. Chu's call before I die, it was all worth it."

Suddenly, Zhong Tingyue opened her eyes: "Wait, why does this voice sound so real? It's not a fantasy."

She struggled, her voice hoarse: "Chu Fang..."

Soon, she saw a handsome man soaking wet, his clothes clinging to his body, water droplets hanging down from the hem, his brows furrowed, his eyes filled with anxiety and unease.

Zhong Tingyue's eyes lit up instantly, revealing a row of clean, even teeth. Her smile was as radiant as blooming flowers in spring, bright and captivating.

Chu Fang's face showed a pair of shallow dimples.

Their eyes met, and they both smiled.

As she laughed, Zhong Tingyue's eyes welled up with tears. Her strong face softened, and her pupils filled with grievance: "You bastard, why did you only come now!"

Even when she was kidnapped and hunted down by Ye Zhijie, Zhong Tingyue did not shed a single tear. But when she saw Chu Fang, tears welled up in her eyes like a burst dam.

Chu Fang took off his coat and draped it over Zhong Tingyue's shoulders, saying softly, "I'm sorry."

"I won't accept it!"

"Then what will it take for you to accept my apology?"

"You must love me, be good to only me, pamper me, and never lie to me; you must keep every promise you make to me..."

Yang Meina, He Yi, Wu Di, Wang Wenhao, and a group of searchers rushed over and saw Zhong Tingyue lying in Chu Fang's arms, saying unreasonable things.

They looked at each other and laughed together.

The companions worked together to set up a rain shelter to protect against the downpour and preserve relevant evidence at the scene. Meanwhile, the doctor began to examine Zhong Tingyue's body to check for any injuries.

Fortunately, apart from physical weakness, Zhong Tingyue had no other problems.

Soon, the local police arrived. They saw Zhong Tingyue being served and examined by the officers, while Ye Zhijie lay in a pool of blood, dead beyond any doubt.

Chu Fang recounted the whole story, and the police officers exchanged glances, some at a loss for words.

Kidnapping someone and getting killed in return, do you even know how to play the game?

After discussing for a while, the police officers came to Zhong Tingyue's side and said, "Ms. Zhong, please come with us."

"What do you mean?" Chu Fang stood up and faced the leader directly.