As he spoke, Wen Yan took out the black tie from his pocket.
"Master Han, this is what I found from the leader. Each of them also has a black eagle pattern on their body, just like the group of assassins who tried to kill the young mistress last time."
When Fu Xiaohan looked up at what Wen Yan was holding, his brows furrowed and he stood up.
"It's her!!" He snatched the black tie, his eyes blazing with fury, gripping it tightly so hard that his knuckles cracked.
This black tie was the gift Jiang Yuru gave him when she returned to China and came to the Fu family home that day.
His handsome, cold eyes were filled with a terrifying, bloodthirsty chill.
"Zhirang, take your men to the Jiang family!"
Song Zhirang was so frightened by the intense killing intent emanating from Fu Xiaohan that his back went cold. He quickly replied, "Yes."
He then immediately turned and left the room.
Fu Xiaohan turned around, squatted down by the bed, and his cold gaze softened instantly as he looked at Tang Xingmi lying on the bed.
He gently lifted her hand and placed it on his face, then reached out with his other hand to stroke her cheek.
He said gently to her, "Mimi, wait for me to come back. I'll be back to be with you very soon." He leaned down and kissed her forehead.
He then left the Fu family.
The Jiang family.
In the bedroom.
Jiang Yuru was extremely excited.
She changed into a wedding dress she designed herself, held a glass of red wine, played beautiful music, and twirled in front of the mirror.
She happily tiptoed and began to dance.
Today is a wonderful day.
It was the happiest day she had had in many years.
Xiao Han is finally mine.
That woman is dead, but that bastard is still alive.
We can't let him live!
For the past eight years, she has been thinking about this day every moment, and waiting for this day every moment.
Fortunately, her wish is about to come true.
She could be Xiao Han's bride.
She can finally marry Xiao Han as she wished.
No one could stop me from marrying Xiao Han.
Just as she was imagining herself walking down the aisle with Fu Xiaohan in a wedding dress, receiving everyone's blessings.
Just then, a man suddenly rushed in from outside the door.
"Young Miss, something terrible has happened!"
Jiang Yuru secretly guarded Qingxuan and rushed into the bedroom.
Jiang Yuru's face darkened. "What's wrong?"
Qingxuan hurriedly said to her, "Young Master Fu, he brought a lot of people and injured many of our brothers!"
"What!"
Jiang Yuru's wine glass suddenly fell to the ground with a "crack!" The glass shattered into pieces, and the red wine inside stained her wedding dress.
"What's going on?!" she couldn't understand.
Why would he bring people to the Jiang family and injure her people for no reason?
A sense of unease rose in Jiang Yuru's heart.
Qingxuan wondered, "Could it be that he already knows something?"
Her dark pupils contracted as she exclaimed, "Impossible!"
No one knew about this except her confidants.
"Young Miss, I sense they have ill intentions. You'd better run!"
Qingxuan had barely finished speaking.
"She can't escape!"
A fierce, deep, and terrifying voice suddenly came from the bedroom doorway.
The two people in the room shuddered, a bone-chilling cold shooting straight from their feet to the top of their heads.
The next second.
Fu Xiaohan led his men, strode into the house with a murderous aura.
Those cold, dark eyes gleamed with a ruthless, bloodthirsty light as they stared intently at Jiang Yurou.
It was incredibly frightening.
Qingxuan killed so many people; his hands were stained with blood.
No one could frighten him.
But the man in front of him gave him a chilling feeling for the first time.
He stood in front of Jiang Yuru, dutifully protecting her.
He quickly pulled out a pistol from behind him and pointed it at Fu Xiaohan and the others, saying, "Don't come any closer, or don't blame me for having no eyes!"
"Xiaohan..."
This was the first time Jiang Yuru had ever seen Fu Xiaohan like this. The way he looked at her was like a ghost crawling out of hell, cold and terrifying.
This made her heart skip a beat.
She was about to speak when Fu Xiaohan interrupted her.
With a single command, he shouted, "Cold Night!"
Leng Ye, who was standing next to him, immediately stepped forward and, before Qing Xuan could react, the gun in his hand had been taken away.
Instead, Leng Ye gripped the pistol and pointed it at his head.
Jiang Yuru feigned innocence, looking at him with a pitiful expression, and said, "Xiao Han, what do you mean by this?"
Fu Xiaohan didn't want to waste his breath arguing with her.
A black tie struck her face.
Jiang Yuru grabbed it and glanced down.
Pupils dilated.
How did he end up with this tie?!
She remembered giving it to him, but he didn't want it, so she threw the tie into a roadside trash can.
But why is it in his hands?
Jiang Yuru was completely baffled.
This was the first time Qingxuan had encountered such an opponent; the opponent's movements were incredibly fast!
He was not given any chance to react.
There's nothing shameful about losing to him.
He died without regrets, having met such an opponent.
But what should the young lady do?
If Fu Xiaohan knew that she was the one who killed his woman, he would definitely not let her off the hook.
Qingxuan was still worried about Jiang Yuru.
What plan can I devise to make the young lady escape?
A cold, sharp voice rang in my ears.
"Kill them!"
Leng Ye quickly pulled the trigger.
A loud "bang!" rang out.
The bullet pierced Qingxuan's forehead.
"ah!"
Blood gushed out instantly, splattering onto Jiang Yuru's face and body behind her, causing her to scream in fright.
The next moment, Qingxuan collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
"Bring her out."
A seemingly ordinary sentence from Leng Leng inexplicably instilled fear in Jiang Yuru.
"Xiao Han, where are you taking me?"
Leng Ye grabbed her arm and pulled her out.
She came to the large group of animals she had carefully cared for.
The screams of small animals kept ringing in my ears.
Just hearing those terrifying sounds is enough to scare someone so much they'd wet their pants.
Leng Ye grabbed Jiang Yurou, who trembled uncontrollably, terrified like never before. "Xiao Han, what... what are you going to do?"
Fu Xiaohan stood above the snake pit, lit a cigarette, and white smoke spilled from his thin lips, rising gently to reveal his handsome face and his eyes filled with a sinister chill.
"Cut off his entire body piece by piece with a blunt knife and feed it to the snakes!!"
"yes."
Leng Ye and Wen Yan accepted the order.
That damned woman dared to kill the young mistress; she'll never get away with this!
Wen Yan was so angry he wanted to grind his teeth, and so was Leng Ye.
They knew what Master Han meant.
Cutting with a dull knife is much more painful than cutting with a sharp blade.
They will cut it properly!
He dared to murder the young mistress.
They'll show her what it means to wish you were dead!
Jiang Yuru shouted at him in terror, "Why are you doing this to me!"
Fu Xiaohan broke the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the snake pit.
A hand gripped her neck tightly.
His eyes were bloodshot and savage, like a raging lion. "She was the apple of my eye. I wouldn't even bear to touch a single hair on her head. How dare you kill her!!"
They realized their scheme had been exposed.
Jiang Yuruo no longer needed to pretend.
She tore off that once pitiful face, and became ferocious.
He roared at Fu Xiaohan, "That's right, I killed her! She's dead! She's finally dead!!"
You'll never see her again in your life!
You finally understand what it means to be in a living hell!
How painful it must be, right? I love you so much, and I've sacrificed so much for you.
But you didn't even glance at me!
"He won't even spare me a glance!" Jiang Yuru cried out to him in heart-wrenching sobs.
Tears welled in her eyes, her gaze filled with jealousy.
"All you see is that damn bitch!"
He only has that damn bitch in his heart!
Why!!
Why can't you see me? Why do you like her?
What is it about me that I can't compare to her?!
Why can you only see her and not me?!
Jiang Yuru glared at him with resentment in her eyes.
Then she laughed loudly again, "She's dead! The woman you loved most is dead!! She'll never come back!! Hahaha!!"
Jiang Yuru's laughter was unusually grating.
Fu Xiaohan's dark eyes were filled with murderous intent, the veins on his arms bulged, and his fingers gradually tightened, the force increasing, "Jiang Yurou!!!" as if he would strangle her to death in the next second.
Jiang Yuru coughed incessantly, her face turning deathly pale.
"Cough cough cough, it hurts, it hurts so much, doesn't it? You've finally met your match! Fu, Fu Xiaohan, you finally know what that feels like! Cough cough cough, you, if you have the guts, then kill me!!"
Her eyes were bloodshot as she spoke to him in a hoarse voice.
I can hardly breathe.
Just when Jiang Yuru thought she would be strangled to death by Fu Xiaohan.
He suddenly relaxed his strength.
She came back to life and breathed air again.
Fu Xiaohan glared at her with eyes as sharp as knives, his voice chilling to the bone, "I won't let you die so easily. I'm going to torture you properly, to make you pay for my Mimi's death!!"
He angrily flung Jiang Yuru away.
Jiang Yuru was pushed by a strong force and staggered back several steps.
Fu Xiaohan used a handkerchief to wipe the hand that had just been holding hers.
Jiang Yuru was bent over, panting heavily, with a bright red five-finger mark on her neck.
"Leng Ye, Wen Yan, what are you waiting for?!"
Fu Xiaohan threw away the handkerchief and said coldly.
"yes."
Leng Ye stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Yurou tightly.
"What are you doing! Let me go! Let me go! I'm the eldest daughter of the Jiang family! How dare you!!"
She saw them pull out knives and approach her.
Jiang Yuru felt a chill run down her spine and instinctively tried to dodge.
But she couldn't escape it.
Leng Ye held her firmly in his grasp.
She struggled fiercely.
Now I know what fear is.
What the hell were you doing all this time?
You think you'll have a good life after killing the young mistress?
If I don't torment you properly today, I'm not Wenyan!
Wen Yan took out a blunt knife, stood in front of her, and slowly slid the blade down her face.
"Should we start with the face, or the legs? Miss Jiang, would you like to suggest a spot?"
Jiang Yuru shook her head in panic, her body trembling, "No, no!"
Fu Xiaohan wasn't in the mood to look at her.
I didn't want to look at her anymore.
After assigning tasks to Leng Ye and Wen Yan, he left the Jiang family.
"Fu Xiaohan, I hate you! I hate you!!"
Jiang Yuru glared angrily at Fu Xiaohan's departing figure and shouted like a madwoman.
Wen Yan slapped her across the face in anger.
"You're giving me face. Shout again and I'll knock your teeth out!"
Wen Yan really didn't want to hear her voice.
So he said to Leng Ye, "Leng Ye, take off your shoes."
Leng Ye looked at Wen Yan with a blank expression, "What are you doing?"
“Her voice is awful,” Wen Yan said, pointing at Jiang Yurou.
Leng Ye understood and said, "How about we both take our clothes off?"
Wen Yan thought this was a good idea and nodded.
So the two brothers started taking off their shoes and socks.
He forcibly stuffed dirty socks that hadn't been washed for who knows how many days into Jiang Yurou's mouth.
Jiang Yuru felt her stomach churning from the stench, and tears streamed down her face.
She, the eldest daughter of the prestigious Jiang family, has never suffered such injustice!
Fu Xiaohan, Tang Xingmi, it's all your fault! Even if I become a ghost, I'll never let you go!
Then, heart-wrenching screams echoed continuously throughout the Jiang family home.
It sounds incredibly terrifying.
The other servants of the Jiang family hid not far away.
Upon seeing the horrific scene, some people vomited.
The air was thick with the stench of blood.
It smelled extremely foul and disgusting.
"This young lady is in such a terrible state."
"Hey, put away your sympathy. You've forgotten how she treated us. She deserved it, she got what she got!"
"Yes, that's right. Who told her to be so vicious? She always beats and verbally abuses us. My body is covered in marks from her beatings!"
"Me too, there's nothing good about it. If she hadn't forced us to take that poison pill and prevented us from leaving the Jiang family, I wouldn't be here now!"
"Her current miserable state is entirely her own fault!"
"Do you remember that maid, Xiaoqiao? We haven't seen her since that day. We don't know if she was tortured to death by that vicious woman."
"She's terrifying! More terrifying than a demon!"
"Who can argue with that? Young Master Fu and his wife were such a loving couple, and she just had to break them up and even killed his wife! Such a wicked person is a menace to the world!"
"You're right. By the way, she's dead now, so what about our poison?"
"I heard there's an antidote, and it's kept somewhere in her room."
"Let's go, let's go find the antidote and get out of this hellhole!"
The servants all ran off to find the antidote.
After Leng Ye and Wen Yan completed their mission.
He washed his hands thoroughly and changed into clean clothes before heading to the Fu family's house.
Fu Xiaohan cleaned himself up and put on the leather jacket.
Mimi once told him that he looked good in this leather jacket.
She liked seeing him in leather jackets.
And that leather jacket was bought for him by Mimi.
He put on the leather jacket, picked up Tang Xing, and left the Fu family manor.
When Leng Ye and Wen Yan returned.
After searching around, they couldn't find their Master Han, nor even the young mistress.
All that could be heard from the nursery was the sound of a baby crying.
Leng Ye and Wen Yan hurriedly went to the nursery.
Seeing the young master crying pitifully.
Wen Yan held him tenderly in his arms and comforted him.
But no matter how they tried to comfort her, An'an kept crying.
"Leng Ye, do you think Master Han and the young mistress went? The young master is crying like this, it's heartbreaking, what should we do?"
Wen Yan gently shook his arm, coaxing An An, "Oh, don't cry, young master."
Leng Ye said, "Do you think Master Han might take the young mistress and go to commit suicide?"
After Leng Ye's reminder, Wen Yan thought of Han Ye's suicide attempt by cutting his wrists, and his heart was filled with unease.
"What you said is possible! No, Master Han can't die! We need to quickly inform Young Master Gu and Young Master Lin, and go find Master Han right away!"
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