Chapter 71 The Chess Game and the Chess Pieces (Part Two) Yan Quan, what chess pieces can be used...?

The warehouse door was slammed open with a loud crash, followed by a stern shout of "Police! Don't move!" and a blinding beam of police flashlight beams piercing the room.

Hearing the sharp sirens approaching from afar, they surrounded him. Yan Zhengdong almost collapsed to the ground in shock.

This somewhat farcical "kidnapping case" has finally come to an end—although there were some unexpected events, the outcome was largely as Yan Quan had predicted.

"Suspected of kidnapping, intentional injury, and extortion, the police have conclusive evidence and have formally placed him under criminal detention."

With multiple crimes combined, Yan Zhengdong is likely to spend the rest of his life in prison.

After giving her statement at the police station, Yan Quan was greeted by Yan Ceyan, who was already waiting in the corridor.

The abrasions on his forehead and arms had been disinfected and bandaged by the police medical staff, and the white gauze looked somewhat out of place on Yan Ceyan's cold and stern face.

Their eyes met, and a complex and indescribable emotion filled the air.

Yan Quan spoke first.

“That agreement was signed under duress, with your life in grave danger, and is completely invalid. My legal team has submitted relevant evidence and applications, and the court will soon rule the agreement invalid. The Yan Group will not suffer any losses.”

After calmly stating these points, Yan Quan couldn't help but add, "...Yan Zhengdong was right to call you an idiot."

"Can't you see how flawed this kidnapping case is?"

"Such a huge share transfer, you really just sign it like that? You're giving up the Yan Group's assets?"

"Damn it, money is nothing compared to you." Yan Ceyan took a deep breath, somewhat irritated.

"How could I possibly leave you in danger?"

Yan Quan's breath caught in her throat at Yan Ceyan's words: "..."

This is very similar to the moment Yan Quan first saw Yan Ceyan in the abandoned warehouse—

Even though Yan Quan knew this was a pre-planned scheme, he couldn't deny the moment Yan Ceyan appeared in the abandoned warehouse with the agreement...

Yan Quan's heart trembled violently.

"Forget it, I've achieved my goal anyway." A wave of exhaustion and dizziness washed over Yan Quan. Not wanting to argue with Yan Ceyan any longer, she turned to leave as soon as she finished speaking.

"Now, we're completely even."

"Qing..." Yan Quan's words were cut short as his lips were sealed by Yan Ceyan's. Yan Ceyan pinned Yan Quan against the hospital wall and kissed him passionately, "Mmm..."

Yan Ceyan only knows this trick to deal with Yan Quan.

Brutal, but effective.

"Huff—" After a chaotic and struggling kiss, Yan Ceyan held Yan Quan tightly in his arms, so tightly that Yan Quan almost suffocated.

"Who wants to settle things with you?"

Yan Ceyan's breathing lingered in Yan Quan's ears. It was heavy and trembling.

"Yan Quan, I'm not as stupid as you think. Now that things have come to this, I've finally realized what's happening."

"It's not just Yan Zhengdong's 'failed' kidnapping case. From beginning to end, it was all your design. Even participating in the dating reality show... was a trap you planned."

"Yan Quan, you're so good at lying."

Yan Ceyan pressed his neck tightly against Yan Quan's, "You knew all along that I would follow the show to get revenge on you... so you lied, acted, pretended to be caught in my plan, and briefly reconciled with me..."

"The goal was to use the Yan family to save the Yan family from its debt crisis, and then... to force Yan Zhengdong to take desperate measures and devise this clumsy kidnapping case."

"Now that Yan Zhengdong is in jail, you have no more worries. Everything in the Yan family belongs to you completely."

"You've finally gotten what you wanted, Yan Quan." Yan Ceyan's eyes were deep and dark as he buried his face in Yan Quan's neck. "But..."

"How can you throw away a chess piece after you've used it?"

"Yan Quan, what you regret most now is probably that you registered your marriage with me in order to completely please me and gain my trust."

"Whether you like it or not, you're stuck with me for life."

"..." Yan Quan felt a lump in his throat, as if he had been suffocated by a mad dog.

People were walking around in the police station corridor, and Yan Ceyan, disregarding the stares of passersby, held Yan Quan firmly against the wall.

The difference in physical strength between AO and Yan Ceyan was too great; Yan Quan couldn't break free and could only remain in a stalemate with Yan Ceyan...

After a long time, Yan Ceyan finally raised his eyes, which resembled those of some kind of large dog, and stared intently at Yan Quan.

A complex emotion flickered in his dark pupils, like sorrow or regret. "I remember now. What happened back then."

Yan Ceyan used his palm to lift Yan Quan's chin and lightly kissed the back of Yan Quan's neck through his collar.

In that torrential downpour, beneath the jagged surgical scar on Yan Quan's neck, a datura flower once bloomed.

"……open."

Yan Quan tried to pull herself out of Yan Ceyan's embrace, but it only had the opposite effect—Yan Ceyan, this big guy, held her tighter and tighter.

“I said, we’re over.”

"I said, I disagree." Upon hearing this, Yan Ceyan paused, his head resting on Yan Quan's neck, and bit the temporary mark on the back of Yan Quan's neck.

Seven years ago, you could have escaped.

"Now, not even a chance."

"In this lifetime, I've only ever considered you as my omega." Yan Ceyan repeated, "I absolutely will not agree to a divorce."

Yan Quan bit his lower lip hard, and he could feel the metallic taste of blood beginning to fill his mouth.

“Yan, Ce, Yan…”

Yan Quan's voice grew colder and colder, almost as if he were gritting his teeth, squeezing each word out of his throat.

After calling out the name, Yan Quan's words came to an abrupt halt.

Before Yan Ceyan could react, Yan Quan clenched his fist and slammed it into Yan Ceyan's stomach. "Bang—"

Yan Ceyan groaned in pain.

"S-rank, unkillable."

Yan Quan's eyelashes fluttered slightly, she twisted her wrist, and then punched Yan Ceyan again.

"Are you an idiot? Can't you read the room?"

Yan Quan's every move he made on Yan Ceyan was a very familiar one. After all these years, Yan Quan was still using the same self-defense techniques that Yan Ceyan had taught him when he was 18.

Yan Ceyan didn't dodge, but just stood obediently against the wall and endured it.

"Yan Ceyan, so what if you remember now? Even if we were marked for life seven years ago, so what?"

"Now that you've figured it out, everything in the show is an illusion. What are you still harping on about?"

"Me—" Yan Quan's clenched fist slammed down again: "I've never believed in any bullshit true love."

"I didn't believe it in the past, and I won't believe it now."

Their bodies brushed against each other, the hem of their clothes rustling, and Yan Quan's voice suddenly lowered: "My life was meant to be one of debauchery until I die."

"But..."

The force of Yan Quan's subsequent punch was noticeably weaker than the previous one.

The cold voice hovered on the ceiling, sounding surprisingly fragile:

"Yan Ceyan, you are really stupid."

*

The fist swung, creating a whooshing sound as it struck, but as the blows continued, Yan Ceyan noticed that the force he was feeling was decreasing...

I looked up and saw—

Yan Quan fainted.

"Damn it..." Yan Ceyan pushed the stretcher and ran through the corridor of the emergency room, which was filled with the smell of disinfectant. He watched helplessly as the doctors in white coats surrounded Yan Quan, whose lips were pale, and the indicator light in the operating room flashed red.

A dozen minutes later, an emergency room nurse hurriedly approached Yan Ceyan, her eyes filled with worry and anxiety beneath her white medical mask.

"Is it a patient's immediate family member?"

“Yes.” Yan Ceyan stood up. “I am his Alpha spouse.”

The nurse's next words were like a bolt from the blue.

"Critical Illness Notice, please inform your family."

“What…” Yan Ceyan’s eyes seemed calm as he stared at the black words on the white paper, but his hand holding the pen was trembling slightly.

In Yan Ceyan's memory, Yan Quan always seemed to be an eighteen-year-old boy.

Tall and slender, despite being an omega, he exudes a strong aura and has an unyielding personality, never bowing his head.

Aside from her slender build and cool, beautiful appearance, Yan Quan would be hard to spot even if she blended in with the Alphas.

"How could he... be critically ill?"

Yan Ceyan felt a moment of fear.

"Why not?" The nurse, seemingly used to such cases, raised her voice, both anxious and annoyed.

"The omega underwent three lifetime mark removal surgeries. Don't you, as the alpha husband, know how much damage that does to his body?"

"If you don't want children, then take proper contraceptive measures. What kind of skill is it to only make omegas have abortions?"

"Even putting all that aside..." The nurse, also an omega, felt a surge of empathy and indignation.

"The patient had multiple fractures, bruises, and strangulation marks. His nutritional status was also very poor... It's already a miracle that he made it to the hospital."

"The person is now in a coma and in shock, on a ventilator, and their blood pressure, blood oxygen... are dropping wildly..."

Holding the signed critical condition notice, the nurse gave Yan Ceyan a look of regret and resentment:

"What kind of irresponsible husband are you in the world?"

Yan Ceyan was thoroughly scolded and leaned against the wall outside the emergency operating room, his face ashen.

My heart sank as heavily as the deep night outside the hospital window.

He should have thought of that sooner.

Even if the "kidnapping case" was a premeditated scheme, the injuries inflicted by Yan Zhengdong were real and tangible wounds on Yan Quan.

Moreover, there's also... abortion.

"Damn it..." Yan Ceyan twisted his scalp in frustration and anger, as past memories surged uncontrollably like a flood, replaying frame by frame in his mind...

It was forced.

That lifelong mark seven years ago,

It was a complete and utter act of one-sided rape of Yan Quan.

Yet, seven years later, he, the "culprit," shamelessly roared, questioned, and forcefully pressured Yan Quan—"Who is that Alpha?"

Upon seeing the surgical scar, she became insanely jealous and violently vented her anger on Yan Quan.

Even when he forcibly tied Yan Quan to the headboard... what arose in his heart was the dark pleasure of "revenge"—"Yan Quan, even if I go to hell, you have to go with me."

"What have I done...?"

Endless regret struck Yan Ceyan like a blow to the head, and a suffocating chill gradually crept up his body from his feet to his scalp.

The chill, though belatedly felt, seeped into my very bones.

"It's me."

"It's always been me."

—They keep saying they "love" someone so much they're practically dying.

Yet each time, he always... hurt Yan Quan the most "thoroughly".