“Baby…” Shen Handu’s voice was weak, his stubble on his chin was turning green, his lips were pale, and his once bright eyes were now covered with a layer of mist, and he looked at people with a kind of unfocused weariness.
When I saw Yuan Jiang again a month later, she was even more beautiful.
Shen Handu never imagined that Zhou Jingxing would kill the Shen family.
Who could have predicted that the once-powerful Shen family would collapse in just two months? They are now barely holding on, but their core is already hollow, and declaring bankruptcy is only a matter of time.
Yuan Jiang paused for a moment, then frowned and said in a calm tone, "Move aside."
"The Shen family is doomed." Shen Handu didn't let go, staring intently at Yuan Jiang. Seeing that there was no other expression on her face, his heart sank and he could hardly breathe. The veins on his forehead throbbed slightly. He stubbornly asked, "Do you really have no feelings for me at all?"
"No." Yuan Jiang's eyes were mocking. See? This is what men are like. They don't cherish what they have, but when they don't get it, they act like they're dying. All men are despicable.
Luckily, she's a vixen and won't fall for that scoundrel's tricks!
Yuan Jiang didn't want to say anything more to Shen Han Du, so she walked past him and left.
Undeterred, Shen Handu grabbed her wrist, then suddenly let out a strange, sinister laugh, as if he wanted to devour her: "Can I treat you to another meal?"
"The last time."
Yuan Jiang flung his hand away, her eyes filled with disgust: "No."
"If you stop me again, I'll call the police."
Her tone was fierce, carrying a dangerous warning, and her beautiful brows were filled with disgust and disdain, just like the expression Shen Handu had shown her when they first met.
Shen Handu's straight back suddenly bent, his thin lips pressed into a tight line, and even his breathing became slow and heavy. He thought of what Shen Yanyu had said: only by destroying Yuan Jiang could the Shen family be brought back to life!
Suddenly, Yuan Jiang's impatient expression flashed into his mind. His eyes were icy cold. Since that's how it is, then don't blame him for being ruthless.
He deliberately let go of Yuan Jiang, as there were too many people around and it wasn't a good time to make a move.
And he knew that if he missed even the slightest clue, Zhou Jingxing would arrive immediately; he had to devise a meticulous plan...
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Zhou Jingxing and Yuan Jiang were like conjoined twins, inseparable. Shen Handu followed them in the shadows for half a month, but still couldn't find a suitable opportunity. He could only start from other places.
Today, Yuan Jiang and Zhou Jingxing went to the theater to see a play. The performers were popular young male and female celebrities in the entertainment industry, and many fans came to see them. Yuan Jiang sat in the VIP seats, surrounded by screams. Zhou Jingxing was very vigilant in protecting Yuan Jiang, afraid that she would be pushed or jostled by passersby.
As the performance ended, piercing screams and noises shot up to the roof. At this moment, passersby in the back row shouted and pushed forward, as if they wanted to rush onto the stage.
Zhou Jingxing was startled and quickly grabbed Yuan Jiang's hand, his cold voice tinged with unease: "Wife, come here."
There are too many people.
When the warm little hand slipped from his palm, Zhou Jingxing was terrified, veins popping out on his forehead. But now the entire theater was plunged into darkness, his vision was completely black, and there was noise all around him, making it impossible to defend himself!
"Boom—" The lights came on.
Zhou Jingxing stood ramrod straight, like a sword tempered by the cold. Despite standing under the bright lights, he was enveloped in an unyielding strength, and his eyes were filled with a sinister and insane red.
He stood there amidst the noisy crowd, the creases of his suit trousers still bearing traces of Yuan Jiang's caresses, the veins on his neck bulging, and his hands clenched so tightly at his sides that they cracked.
My wife has disappeared.
This was premeditated.
Even a fool could guess that it was that scoundrel from the Shen family who kidnapped his wife!
Zhou Jingxing's eyes were filled with a fierce malice, as if they were coated with poison. He suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard. He was filled with fear and regret. His wife was pregnant. He couldn't imagine what those despicable people would do to his wife!
Zhou Jingxing felt pain even when he was breathing. His fingers trembled as he took out his phone from his pocket, called the police, and then informed his parents to dispatch the elites secretly raised by the Zhou family to search for Yuan Jiang and Shen Handu!
When he stepped out of the theater, it was still October, but he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. He was so cold that his blood seemed to flow backwards, and blood vessels instantly filled the whites of his eyes, revealing a morbid malice and madness.
He couldn't imagine how scared his wife must be...
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