Feng Xiuqin grabbed Sheng Feichen's hand with great force, and Sheng Feichen felt a sharp pain, instinctively loosening his grip.
Feng Lin managed to escape, but her legs were already weak, and she stumbled and fell to the ground after only two steps.
With tears of fear streaming down her face, she stared at him intently, pleading, "Brother Chen, I really didn't. Please believe me, okay?"
Sheng Feichen looked at the bloodstains on the back of his hand that Feng Xiuqin had scratched, and a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
He turned to Feng Lin and unceremoniously extended his hand, "Give me your bank card."
Feng Xiuqin's pupils suddenly contracted, and she scrambled forward, shouting to stop him: "Linlin can't give it to him! That's our only way to survive! Linlin!"
Feng Lin's eyes trembled as she looked at Feng Xiuqin, then at Sheng Feichen, before slowly getting up from the ground.
She opened the drawer, took out the bank card from the bottom, and placed it tremblingly in Sheng Feichen's hand.
"Brother Chen, believe me, I absolutely did not betray you. Whatever you want, I will give you. I'll give you my bank card and everything else."
Her heartfelt words did not soften Sheng Feichen's expression in the slightest.
Without a shred of pity, he snatched the bank card from her hand, tossed it around in his hand, and tossed out a "You're quite sensible" before turning and leaving.
Feng Xiuqin watched him leave before daring to move.
She ran up and grabbed Feng Lin, punching and hitting her.
"Are you out of your mind! How could you give him the bank card! Do you know that bank card is the money we got from selling Hanhan! What if he runs away with the bank card? How are we supposed to live then! Feng Lin, are you crazy?!"
As Feng Lin listened to her roaring scolding, her body began to tremble again.
She sobbed softly, tears streaming down her face.
"Mom, you have to believe in Brother Chen. He won't abandon us."
Seeing that she was still stubbornly clinging to her delusions, Feng Xiuqin became even angrier.
"Feng Lin, you've really lost your mind! He even laid a hand on you, and you still dare to trust him! Are you out of your mind?!"
Feng Lin's tears flowed even faster. "Mom, what can I do? I love him!"
Feng Xiuqin looked at her tears, which seemed to burst open, and suddenly all her strength was drained away.
She plopped down next to Feng Lin and clutched her head in regret.
"I must have lost my mind. I shouldn't have listened to you in the first place, and I shouldn't have sold Hanhan. Otherwise, none of this would have happened. I even cooked for him, cleaned for him, did his laundry, and served him like a maid! What did he even eat!"
Feng Xiuqin grew angrier the more she thought about it, and rushed to the table, overturning it in one swift motion.
The food splattered and fell to the ground, leaving a mess that was simply unbearable to look at.
She sniffed, trembling, then turned and went back to her room, slamming the door shut with a deafening bang.
Feng Lin huddled alone in the corner of the sofa, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at the mess of food and stains scattered on the floor. There were clear fingerprints on her fair neck.
Sheng Feichen ran away from home, took his bank card, and went to various entertainment venues to spend money freely.
It seems that only a life of luxury and indulgence can numb his senses and make him forget the humiliation he suffered during his detention.
Colorful lights flashed and shimmered, deafening music blared, and the private room was filled with the laughter of men and women.
Sheng Feichen stood on the central table, holding a bottle of liquor, his face flushed with drunkenness and his eyes glazed over.
He was silent for a moment, then suddenly announced loudly, "Tonight's expenses are all on me, Young Master Sheng! Everyone, please have fun and eat and drink to your heart's content!"
After he shouted that, he immediately burst into an excited scream.
One of Sheng Feichen's brothers, completely drunk, staggered over, looking up at Sheng Feichen with an admiring gaze.
"Brother Chen, you are my idol! My idol for life! I must be as dashing as you someday!"
He wanted to shout it out at the top of his lungs, as if only in this way could he express all his admiration.
Sheng Feichen squatted down and patted his face with a forced smile.
"You? You're far from it!"
Upon hearing these sarcastic remarks, the brother not only showed no anger but became even more agitated.
"Brother Chen, I know that no matter how hard I try, I can't catch up with you, but please let me stay by your side forever."
Sheng Feichen suddenly laughed and started chugging the wine down his throat.
Fearing he still wouldn't believe him, the brother hurriedly assured him, "Brother Chen, I'm not an ungrateful person! I remember all the kindness you've shown me. I have no way to repay you in this life. Whatever it is, just ask, and I'll do it if it's within my power. Even if you asked me to repay you with my body, I would be willing."
The moment the last sentence was uttered, Sheng Feichen's smiling face suddenly changed.
The liquor streamed down his face, soaking his clothes completely.
Sheng Feichen's eyes suddenly turned terrified, as if he had thought of something horrible.
He carelessly tossed the bottle aside and stumbled away.
The guy was still talking when he suddenly ran away, leaving everyone completely stunned.
"Brother Chen! Brother Chen?"
He drifted off and chased after him, but Sheng Feichen was nowhere to be seen.
"What's wrong with Brother Chen all of a sudden? Doesn't he like me offering myself to him?"
He clicked his tongue, didn't take it to heart, turned around and went back to the private room to continue partying.
Duan Sisi closed the coffee shop; it was already completely dark.
As she walked toward the car, she answered the incessantly ringing phone.
"Hey, honey."
"The shop's already closed, I'm heading back right away, you don't need to pick me up. Be a good girl and wait for me at home, mwah~"
Duan Sisi said a few words to Qiao Chen on the other end of the phone, then opened the car door and got in.
Just as Duan Sisi's car left the coffee shop, a taxi that had been parked nearby but had its engine off started up again and followed at a leisurely pace.
Unaware of what was happening, Duan Sisi drove back to her residential complex, got out of the car, locked the doors, and walked towards her apartment building.
Because it was late at night, the lights in the neighborhood were dim.
The stark white streetlights beside the flowerbeds could only illuminate a small area underfoot, making even the path itself appear blurry.
The cold wind howled and the shadows of the trees swayed, giving one a sense of dread.
Duan Sisi tucked her clothes into her pocket and hurried toward the building entrance, but before she could take two steps, she heard footsteps behind her.
She turned around abruptly, but behind her was nothing but the vast darkness of the night.
Duan Sisi looked puzzled, and a sense of fear rose in her heart.
She tentatively took another step forward, but after only one or two steps, the footsteps behind her came clearly again.
Duan Sisi was immediately terrified, her body stiffened, and although she was scared to death, she pretended to be completely unaware and continued walking forward.
The footsteps behind her seemed to be deliberately keeping their distance, always lingering behind her at a leisurely pace, never quickening.
As she walked, Duan Sisi suddenly turned around.
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