Chapter 47. The Death of Song Boyu

Having never experienced anything like this before, Song Huai felt a chill run down his spine.

Even though his mind was a complete mess, Song Huai still managed to pull out a sliver of reason to think about his current situation—the people who kidnapped him were probably after Bai Xiao. He didn't know what Bai Xiao had been busy with lately, only that the Bai family had been in turmoil recently. So, these people were trying to use him to threaten Bai Xiao.

Has Bai Xiao been in any danger? Also, what are they trying to do by threatening Bai Xiao? Will he...will he drag Bai Xiao down with him?

Song Huai dared not think about it any further.

He carefully looked around, and in the dim light, he noticed a few pieces of broken glass scattered in a pile of debris not far away. He laboriously shuffled his body over to them, grabbed a piece of glass, and quickly moved back to his original spot.

"Squeak!"

Just then, the rusty iron gate was opened with a sharp, piercing sound.

A very familiar, flippant voice came: "Oh, you've finally woken up. I've been waiting for you for ages."

Song Huai raised his head, looked at the person who had come in, and stared wide-eyed in disbelief, "Second Uncle?"

Bai Zhang walked in through the thick darkness of the night. He was as tall as Bai Xiao, dressed in black, and looked down at Song Huai on the floor with a fanatical and sinister gaze, like a demon crawling out of hell.

Song Huai knew that Bai Xiao and Bai Zhang had some disagreements, but he thought it was just a minor squabble between relatives. Therefore, he never expected that it was Bai Zhang who had kidnapped him.

Every time Bai Zhang heard Song Huai call him "Second Uncle," he felt a ticklish sensation in his heart, as if being scratched by a kitten, and his desires began to surge.

This time was no exception.

Bai Zhang walked step by step to Song Huai's side, slowly squatted down, and his gaze was level with Song Huai's. For a moment, he was almost pressed against Song Huai.

"Niece-in-law, it's been a long time."

"Bai Zhang, what...what do you want to do?!"

As Bai Zhang drew ever closer, Song Huai felt nauseous. He quickly scrambled backward, trying to get away from this devil.

Unfortunately, there was no way out behind him. The next moment, his head slammed hard against something, making him see stars.

In Bai Zhang's eyes, Song Huai was like a little rabbit trapped in a golden cage, clearly with nowhere to go, yet still struggling in vain. Thinking of this, he curled the corners of his mouth and chuckled with pleasure.

For the first time, Bai Zhang was finally able to scrutinize Song Huai without restraint.

At this moment, he was less than a foot away from Song Huai, his greedy gaze lingering on the man in front of him.

After staring at Song Huai for a long time, Bai Zhang became increasingly itchy. He reached out and stroked the man's jade-like, smooth cheek, and softly uttered a few words: "What do you think I want to do, Song Huai?"

Bai Zhang's almost scorching gaze startled Song Huai. He couldn't understand why Bai Xiao's second uncle would look at him like that.

The next second, Song Huai turned his head away from Bai Zhang's hand, swallowed hard, and pretended to be calm: "If you dare to touch me, Bai Xiao will not let you off."

Bai Zhang chuckled, unmoved by Song Huai's words. He persisted, grabbing Song Huai's chin and forcing him to look at him, then whispered in his ear, "So you and my nephew are so close?"

Song Huai closed his eyes and remained silent, enduring Bai Zhang's restless hands roaming over his body, not wanting to cause any more trouble—he needed to conserve his energy and wait for Bai Xiao to come and rescue him.

Then, Bai Zhang's hand moved down and touched Song Huai's long neck.

Song Huai frowned, but remained silent. Every moment Bai Zhang's hand lingered on him, the nausea in his stomach intensified.

Although Bai Zhang refused to admit it, Song Huai was certain that Bai Zhang wouldn't dare to cause him any real harm, since he was now the only bargaining chip Bai Zhang had to threaten Bai Xiao.

As Bai Zhang continued to stroke Song Huai's neck, he felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. With just a little force, Song Huai would immediately stop breathing, and Bai Xiao would lose his lover once again.

Bai Zhang knew that his eldest nephew, like his father, was a hopeless romantic; once he set his mind on someone, he would stick with them to the bitter end. In doing so, he was essentially destroying Bai Xiao's happiness twice with his own hands…

Just thinking about it was enough to make Bai Zhang overjoyed.

Excessive excitement clouded Bai Zhang's vision, and as if possessed, Bai Zhang slowly tightened his grip on Song Huai's neck.

After a long while, the bloodshot light faded from Bai Zhang's eyes, and he regained his senses. He stared blankly at Song Huai's flushed face and then released his grip.

As soon as his hand was released, Song Huai began to cough violently. Soon after, his eyes turned red, and physiological tears streamed down his face. His amber eyes were misty, appearing even more radiant and beautiful in the dim light.

After stopping coughing, Song Huai leaned against the wall, completely exhausted, panting heavily with his eyes downcast.

Bai Zhang gazed at Song Huai with fascination; even in such a vulnerable moment, he was still so captivating.

What a natural beauty, Bai Zhang exclaimed. He only regretted that this beauty did not belong to him.

“Hey,” he couldn’t help but say, “Why don’t you come with me from now on? What’s so great about that old fogey Bai Xiao?”

Song Huai leaned against the wall, glanced at him sideways upon hearing this, and smiled contemptuously, "You think you can take me on?"

Bai Zhang's face darkened: "Song Huai, don't push your luck! Who do you think you are? You were just sold into the Bai family by Song Chengping. I'm only being kind to you!"

Song Huai remained noncommittal to Bai Zhang's words, instead sneering, "And what are you then? Bai Jingzhong and Bai Xiao have both treated you well, why are you so ungrateful and betray them? You're worse than a beast!"

Song Huai didn't know much about the Bai family's trivial matters, but he often heard Bai Xiao complain that his uncle always caused him trouble, constantly going against him at the company, and ruining many projects, causing considerable losses to the Bai family. Even so, his father often told him not to argue with Bai Zhang, and to let him be if it wasn't a big deal. His father also said that Bai Zhang was the youngest son in the family, and had been spoiled since childhood...

Song Huai's words were like a bomb going off. Bai Zhang suddenly stood up, looked down at Song Huai, and said fiercely, "I'm ungrateful? Tell me, what kindness? What loyalty?"

Bai Zhang gasped for breath, his chest heaving, and his voice was hoarse: "From childhood to adulthood, the whole world has always favored my older brother! My parents, they say they love me, but they still turn around and hand over the entire company to my older brother to manage. Even my older brother, who is usually so good to me, has no intention of handing the company over to me. I begged them for so long before I barely managed to get a mediocre position in the company!"

As he spoke, Bai Zhang pulled out a Swiss Army knife from somewhere. He opened the blade, and the sharp, cold light of the blade reflected in his eyes. "You are all hypocritical and sanctimonious, with the arrogant faces of vested interests. Giving me such a small thing is like a favor to me. What right do you have to say that I am ungrateful!"

At this point, Bai Zhang crouched down again, getting close to Song Huai. He held a sharp knife in one hand and gripped Song Huai's collar tightly with the other, lowering his voice: "I'm clearly their biological son too, this company is rightfully mine! I'm just taking back what's rightfully mine, what did I do wrong?"

Bai Zhang's features were grotesque and his face was distorted, a stark contrast to the Bai Xiao Second Uncle that Song Huai had met before.

Although he was terrified by Bai Zhang's crazed appearance, Song Huai couldn't help but say, "Then you shouldn't have..."

Before Song Huai could even speak, Bai Zhang pressed the gleaming blade against his neck.

The moment the blade touched his skin, Song Huai's heart raced uncontrollably. Although he firmly believed that Bai Zhang wouldn't harm him before Bai Xiao arrived, a person in a moment of panic might do anything. Song Huai held his breath, trying his best to hide the panic in his eyes, and calmly met Bai Zhang's gaze.

Seeing Song Huaiming's obvious fear yet forced composure, Bai Zhang suddenly laughed out loud, "But it doesn't matter. I will eventually take back what belongs to me from Bai Xiao, bit by bit, through my own efforts."

Bai Zhang's eyes were as alluring as a venomous snake. He slowly rubbed the back of his knife against Song Huai's cheek, making Song Huai tremble. "Tell me," he said, "if I were to make a cut on such a beautiful face, wouldn't Bai Xiao feel heartbroken?"

Before Song Huai could answer, Bai Zhang murmured to himself, "Bai Xiao will definitely feel sorry for you, which is not surprising. Even I find it hard to bring myself to hurt you with this face." Bai Zhang stared intently into Song Huai's amber eyes, becoming infatuated. "Speaking of which, you are actually better looking than your unjustly deceased younger brother."

Like a thunderbolt thrown into the deep sea, causing huge waves, Song Huai's pupils suddenly contracted, and his back tensed instantly. "What did you say? Say it again!"

"Oops!" Bai Zhang exaggeratedly covered his mouth. "I think I accidentally let it slip."

Song Huai, who had been leaning against the wall, suddenly sat up, leaning towards Bai Zhang. "Explain yourself! Who died unjustly?!"

Bai Zhang sighed, "How pitiful, you and Bai Xiao don't even know the real cause of Song Boyu's death. But since things have come to this, I might as well tell you."

He looked at Song Huai with pity. "About four years ago, when my older brother had just fallen ill, Bai Xiao began to take over the company slowly. During that time, I tried every means to secretly kill Bai Xiao, but he was always surrounded by layers of people, so I had no chance at all."

Seeing Song Huai's expression slowly change, Bai Zhang found it quite interesting and continued, "Finally, one day, I seized an opportunity. I discovered that Bai Xiao's car went to a club with lax security. After the car was parked in the club's parking lot, I had my men tamper with it."

At this point, Bai Zhang couldn't help but feel regretful, "What a pity, the person in that car wasn't Bai Xiao at all. Your brother just borrowed his car that day." He sighed, "Your brother was really unlucky, dying such a tragic death..."

A note from the author:

Waaaaah, is anyone there?