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【Suffering First, Satisfaction Later】Mar...
Chapter 67 He Broke His Promise Again
Jiang Kexin struggled to get up, wanting to escape.
But it was too late.
He loosened his tie and bound her tightly to the bed, rendering her unable to move.
The terrifying scene flashed through her mind, making her scalp tingle. She screamed hysterically, "Let me go, you madman! If you dare to hurt me, Fu Beichen will not let you get away with it!"
He ripped two buttons off his shirt, revealing his muscular chest.
But at this moment, this body brought Jiang Kexin only boundless fear.
He lowered his head, his eyes devoid of any warmth, scrutinizing her as if she were a plaything.
His hands began to tear at her clothes, and the sound of the fabric ripping rang out sharply.
"No... let me go, please, let me go."
Despair, like an icy tide, completely overwhelmed her.
Drunno grinned maliciously, pulled down his pants, and was about to pounce on him.
Suddenly, with a loud "bang!", the door was kicked open, revealing a cold and aloof face...
Manor
The stars twinkled on the small hillside beside the riverbank. The mobility scooter came to a steady stop.
The scene before her eyes surprised Gu Xingnian; the entire hillside had been meticulously decorated, as beautiful as a fairytale scene.
Countless twinkling, colorful strings of lights are wrapped around the trees and bushes, like stars fallen to earth.
In the middle of the open space, a beautiful white camping tent was set up.
The room was surrounded by fresh bouquets of various colors, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.
There was even a small portable shower room thoughtfully placed next to it.
A square table covered with a white tablecloth was placed in the center of the open space, with flickering candles, delicate wine glasses, and a bottle of red wine on it.
Looking up, there is a deep night sky, with a crescent moon hanging on the horizon, surrounded by countless stars.
Such a beautiful and romantic starlit dinner, wow!
Has Fu Beichen had a change of heart? What's he trying to do with all this? Is he trying to get Jiang Kexin officially promoted to a permanent position?
Little did they know, all of this was Lynch's cunning idea.
Just then, Lin Qi's phone rang. He answered it and said a few words.
After hanging up, he said to Gu Xingnian, "Madam, Mr. Fu's car will be arriving at the manor soon."
"Please wait here for a moment while I tell the kitchen to bring dinner over."
After saying that, Lin Qi quickly ran away.
Gu Xingnian walked to a comfortable recliner and sat down.
She looked up at the starry sky, with relaxing music playing in her ears. The fatigue of the day vanished, and she felt surprisingly peaceful and happy.
On the other side, a golden Rolls-Royce drove smoothly back to the manor.
In the back seat, Fu Beichen's slender fingers toyed with an exquisite pink velvet jewelry box.
He gently opened the box.
Inside lay a necklace specially made for Gu Xingnian.
The platinum chain is delicate and elegant, and the pendant consists of three stars of different sizes and irregular shapes, nestled closely together.
The stars are studded with tiny pink diamonds, shimmering with a gentle luster in the dim light inside the car. Simple yet stylish, they are absolutely gorgeous.
Fu Beichen's gaze fell on the necklace, and his eyes softened.
He remembered that once, Gu Xingnian was flipping through a fashion magazine when her gaze fell on a lily necklace inlaid with carnelian, and she stared at it for a while.
He immediately remembered it and contacted the brand to place an order.
However, before she could give the necklace to her after it was finished, Jiang Kexin saw it by chance and snatched it away by acting cute and spoiled, using it as her birthday present.
Although Fu Beichen didn't say anything, he kept it on his mind.
He found a new designer and personally participated in the design process, creating this unique pink diamond star necklace.
The necklace was just delivered to him today.
He wanted to give her a surprise.
Just then, his personal cell phone suddenly rang urgently.
Fu Beichen frowned, answered the phone, and immediately heard Jiang Kexin's terrified voice, choked with sobs, on the other end.
"Brother Beichen! Help me! I've been kidnapped!"
"Brother Beichen, I'm at Pier Number One! Waaaaah... I'm so scared... Ah!"
After a short exclamation, the phone seemed to be snatched away by someone.
Immediately afterwards, a strange man's voice rang out, his tone fierce and full of threat.
"Mr. Fu? If you don't want anything to happen to your woman, get over to Pier 1 right now, immediately!"
"Otherwise, we can just wait to collect her corpse!"
Fu Beichen's fingers tightened slightly as he gripped his phone, his handsome face instantly turning frosty.
He was silent for two seconds, and in those two seconds, the air inside the car seemed to freeze.
Then, turning to the driver, he gave a succinct command in a cold, emotionless tone:
"Go to Pier 1."
After saying that, he hung up the phone and, without hesitation, immediately dialed Lu Qinglin's number.
When the call connected, he only said one sentence succinctly:
"Jiang Kexin has been kidnapped at Pier 1. Send men there immediately."
...
About thirty minutes later, dinner was served.
Each dish is covered with an exquisite steel lid, keeping it warm and adding a touch of mystery.
The chef set out the plates and bowed slightly.
"Please enjoy your meal, madam. I hope you have a pleasant meal."
After saying that, he quietly withdrew.
Gu Xingnian was truly hungry; her stomach felt terribly empty. However, looking at the table full of food and the empty space opposite her, she simply couldn't bring herself to eat alone with a clear conscience.
She sat down on the recliner and waited patiently. The waiting was unbearable. For two years, she had squatted at the village entrance, anxiously waiting for him, but he never came...
The night breeze carried a coolness, gently brushing against her cheeks and arms.
As she waited, her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and she actually fell asleep leaning against the back of the chair.
She didn't know how much time had passed when a sharp, throbbing pain in her lower abdomen jolted her awake from her light sleep.
The sky grew darker, and the moon hid behind the clouds. All that remained were the faint chirping of unknown insects and the indistinct background music.
She pressed her lower abdomen in discomfort, feeling a warm, ominous liquid gushing out.
Her expression changed, and she struggled to get up, stumbling towards the bathroom.
When she walked out, leaning against the wall and her steps unsteady, she was still all alone in the open space.
Fu Beichen was nowhere to be seen, not even a ghost.
"Fu Beichen?" she called out tentatively.
Only the vast silence and the sound of the wind answered her.
The pain intensified, and she couldn't help but curl up in the chair, her forehead soaked with cold sweat.
Suddenly, the background music that had been playing faintly also stopped.
When the music stops, it usually means it's time for bed at the manor.
It's at least 11 p.m.
The surroundings suddenly became eerily quiet, with only the chirping of insects amplified infinitely in the darkness, making one's heart tremble.
She had no phone on her, and this vast estate felt like an isolated island to her at that moment, with no one to turn to for help.
I was extremely anxious.
The bleeding beneath her intensified, and there was nothing available for emergency treatment.
She could only go back and forth to the bathroom again and again, her face pale.
Finally, the pain became unbearable, and she curled up on the cold chair, her vision blurring.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and helplessness and fear gripped her tightly.
Meanwhile, on an island closest to Haicheng, Fu Beichen single-handedly stormed into the bandits' hideout, where seven or eight tall men dressed in black were surrounding him.
Jiang Kexin had her mouth taped shut and her hands bound, hanging two meters high. Her snow-white arms and legs were covered in blood, indicating that she had been abused.
As soon as she saw Fu Beichen, she began to struggle.
Fu Beichen's eyes flashed with a fierce light. He loosened his tie and charged towards the row of people.
About five minutes later, he brutally knocked one group of people to the ground, where they struggled. Suddenly, the door was kicked open, and another group of people rushed in...
The night deepened, and the autumn wind grew colder.
Gu Xingnian couldn't just stand there idly. She stood up, holding onto the chair, and slowly moved step by step to the path below the open space.
She was on a small, barely noticeable slope when she lost her balance and fell forward abruptly.
"ah!"
She tumbled several times, a tearing pain shooting through her left arm, and fell to the ground.
Warm liquid quickly seeped out, staining the clothes on the left arm red, as the previously unhealed wound had reopened.
Fortunately, not far away, next to a dim street lamp, stood a surveillance camera with its lens pointing directly in their direction.
As if grasping at the last straw, she mustered all her strength to get up and cry for help towards that cold camera lens.
"Fu Beichen!" The voice was filled with anger and despair. "You bastard!"
"Fu Beichen! Where are you? There's someone else here, have you forgotten?"
Her eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep, and she was shivering in the cold wind, her whole body aching!
She shouldn't have trusted that bastard. What's the point of having dinner?
Suddenly, she bent down, groped on the ground, picked up two sharp stones, and with all her might, smashed them hard against the camera!
"Bang! Bang!"
Inside the main house, the steward rushed over to report to Lin Qi, "Assistant Lin, one of the surveillance cameras on the riverbank suddenly went out of order."
Lin Qi was scrolling through his phone, enjoying his coffee, when he heard this and chuckled: "That must have been done by someone. Probably the boss, who didn't want anyone spying on him and his wife..."
“No,” the steward interrupted him, his voice filled with anxiety, “the young master’s car has not returned. The surveillance footage shows that he did not even enter the manor gate.”
Lin Qi felt as if he had been hit hard on the head, and a buzzing sound came from his head.