Jiang Wanning could feel the pain of the sharp blade piercing her skin. It hadn't broken through her skin yet, but her body was already sensitive enough to detect it.
Her heart sank. Sure enough, Meng Huaijin was a madman!
Zhao Xuenan initially thought she had found a savior, but little did she know that a madman could drag her into the abyss at any moment.
"what you up to?"
“I’m not going to do anything. Fu Chenyuan probably sensed something at that moment, so he guarded your surroundings so tightly that I finally managed to have Xu Ying held back, giving me a chance to be alone with you. If you don’t want this knife to be plunged into your body, or if you don’t want me to detonate the bomb and ruin this art exhibition, then you’d better come with me obediently.”
As if sensing Jiang Wanning's worry, Meng Huaijin chuckled, "Don't be afraid, I can't take you out either. Your bodyguards are guarding outside, and Xu Ying will come looking for you if she can't see you. I won't make a move until I'm fully prepared. Right now, I just want to see you to ease my longing."
The restroom is not far away.
There was a sign outside the restroom that said it was under maintenance, and the lights inside were off.
Jiang Wanning thought to herself that this was probably Meng Huaijin's doing.
Meng Huaijin pushed Jiang Wanning into the bathroom. Faint voices could be heard, but they were not clear and seemed to come from a distant place.
Meng Huaijin forced Jiang Wanning in front of the mirror, the knife gleaming sharply in the darkness.
Jiang Wanning regretted it at this moment. She had let Meng Tian carry her bag, leaving her with no means of communication or self-defense.
"Meng Huaijin, what exactly do you want to do?"
Jiang Wanning tried her best to keep her tone calm.
Meng Huaijin looked up at her in surprise. She called him Meng Huaijin?
Despite the sound of anger and frustration, Meng Huaijin felt an inexplicable sense of comfort.
"Call my name again."
"Are you sick in the head?!" Jiang Wanning couldn't help but retort.
This person is really sick; they just started bothering me for no reason.
They were clearly not going to support Zhao Xuenan before; they even sent people to cause a car accident.
“Yes, I’m sick. You have medicine. Will you give it to me?” he asked.
As if remembering something: "If I had known it was you, I wouldn't have caused that car accident. Luckily you're quick-witted, otherwise, I might have had to dig you out of the cemetery."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanning felt even more convinced that Meng Huaijin was insane.
Her mind raced, and after a moment's thought, she spoke: "Mr. Meng, I don't know what you're trying to do. Can you just tell me directly? Stop beating around the bush. Also, if my husband has offended you in his business dealings, you can sit down and discuss it, a win-win situation. But before that, can you let me go? My aunt should be looking for me soon. If she can't find me, they'll probably think of this place, or they might call the police."
Meng Huaijin looked at her intently.
Even so, the panic in her eyes was well hidden.
He used to think she was a high-class young lady, but it turns out she was also quite miserable.
Since that's the case, he no longer blamed her. With him, she would never have to live in fear again.
"I want you. Come with me, and I'll let Fu Chenyuan go. I'll never oppose him again. How about it?"
"Impossible. I love him. I don't like you, Meng Huaijin."
Her tone was cold. She said, "I don't like you, Meng Huaijin."
Meng Huaijin closed his eyes briefly, then heard the woman's hysterical screams: "Meng Huaijin, I don't like you! You're a monster! You're not my child! I should have strangled you the moment you were born! Monster, monster!"
When Meng Huaijin opened her eyes again, they were bloodshot: "Say that again!"
"I don't like you, Meng Huaijin!"
Meng Huaijin raised his hand.
Jiang Wanning was being held at knifepoint; if she moved forward, the knife would pierce her skin.
She instinctively closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled, and her body trembled slightly, but she did not beg for mercy, just like he had back then.
He endured the brutal, one-sided beatings and vicious curses from his mother, even when he fainted from the pain, he never begged for mercy.
Meng Huaijin removed the knife and casually tossed it aside: "You can leave now."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wanning didn't even glance at Meng Huaijin before rushing away.
Seeing that Jiang Wanning didn't even turn her head, Meng Huaijin couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile.
So, just now, he was no different from that disgusting woman. No wonder Jiang Wanning hated him so much and loathed him, and didn't even look back at him when she ran away.
Jiang Wanning ran to a crowded place before she finally came to her senses.
Just then, Xu Ying and Meng Tian were searching for her all over the place.
Meng Tian was still holding Jiang Wanning's bag in his hand.
Jiang Wanning took the bag.
Xu Ying was very worried: "What's wrong? You look so pale?"
Jiang Wanning shook her head: "I'm fine. I've finished looking at the paintings. I'm feeling a little unwell, Auntie, I'll go back now."
"Okay. Let me know when you get home. The bodyguard should be waiting at the door, right?"
"Yes, I'll call him and have him drive over."
As Jiang Wanning stepped out of the art exhibition, her bodyguards had already driven up in their car.
The bodyguard asked, "Madam, where are you going?"
Jiang Wanning sat in the car in a daze, staring unfocusedly out the window. The next second, she looked as if she had seen a ghost, because Meng Huaijin was standing not far away, looking at her car.
Their eyes met through the car window, and Meng Huaijin gave Jiang Wanning a cryptic smile.
Jiang Wanning immediately instructed her bodyguards, "Drive to the Fu Group."
"Yes, madam." The bodyguard started the car.
Jiang Wanning waited until the car had driven a short distance before turning back, but Meng Huaijin was no longer in sight, as if that moment had just been her imagination.
Jiang Wanning arrived at the Bo Group, but unfortunately, Fu Chenyuan had to go on a business trip for a project.
Jiang Wanning glanced at her phone; there were several missed calls from Fu Chenyuan, as well as messages from him.
Presumably, when she was confronting Meng Huaijin, Fu Chenyuan called, but because her phone was on silent while she was at the art exhibition and her bag was with Meng Tian, she didn't receive the call.
She didn't check the messages immediately after receiving the bag.
She had originally planned to go directly to see Fu Chenyuan; she missed him so much and wanted to hug him right away.
Upon hearing the receptionist's reply, Jiang Wanning politely thanked her, "Thank you. I understand."
She turned and left.
The receptionist was puzzled. Why did Jiang Wanning seem off? Had the couple had a fight?
That shouldn't be happening!
For a week, Jiang Wanning was kept by Fu Chenyuan, who insisted that she accompany him to the Fu Group every day.
That week, all the employees witnessed how their aloof and abstinent CEO transformed into a top-tier romantic.
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