Chapter 139 Fu Jingchen Wants to Kill Her
The hotel corridor lights spilled across the carpet.
A man dressed in a sanitation worker's uniform pushed a cleaning cart forward quickly, his face mostly covered by a black mask, constantly and warily observing his surroundings.
The man, wearing plastic gloves, pushed the cleaning cart by the handle. His cautious demeanor was out of place with the hotel's relaxed atmosphere. Every time he passed a surveillance camera, he would deliberately turn to the side to block the lower part of the cleaning cart.
The cleaning cart cabinet door was closed tightly, but the edges of thick black plastic bags still peeked out from the door gaps, occasionally swaying slightly as the cart bounced, and the sound of fabric rubbing could be heard from time to time.
He kept looking back until he was sure there was no one behind him before pushing the cart into the elevator.
But what was in the plastic bag wasn't trash; it was an adult male forced to curl up.
Fu Wang felt that every breath pulled at his ribs, like a red-hot steel needle piercing his bone, causing excruciating pain.
Cold sweat had soaked through his shirt and clung to the soft bulletproof vest he was wearing next to his body.
He's still managing to survive thanks to "Serren" negotiating an important business deal this afternoon.
The head of the Anderson family has a habit of wearing close-fitting bulletproof vests when handling important matters, because the real Seren once narrowly escaped death in a terrorist attack.
In order to keep his appointment with Ruan Yi on time, he didn't have time to change his clothes. Otherwise, if that bullet had gone straight through his chest, he would be a corpse by now.
Even though the soft body armor stopped the bullet, the impact at close range still broke his ribs.
Every breath he took after his ribs were broken felt like a dull knife scraping against his internal organs. He never imagined that Fu Jingchen would actually kill him.
Although he had some dark thoughts out of jealousy, he never thought of putting them into action.
If he hadn't reacted quickly, the consequences of being shot between the eyebrows...
During the fight, Fu Jingchen pulled the trigger without hesitation, and even as he was being dragged away, he maintained an arrogant demeanor, calmly adjusting his tie.
The other party didn't hesitate for even a second, as if he were just trash to be discarded.
It's utterly ridiculous... I even came here to help Ruan Yi prove Fu Jingchen's rationality and that he is the most suitable candidate to be a husband, but now what?
"Fu Jingchen is not only a psychopathic control freak... but also a violent murderer!"
Fu Jingchen would take action against me, which means he must have already accepted my relationship with Ruan Yi.
"Ruan Yi! What should we do about Ruan Yi?!"
If Ruan Yi had gone in with him at the time... would Fu Jingchen have killed Ruan Yi too?
This thought overwhelmed all the pain, and Fu Wang suddenly opened his eyes, digging his fingertips into his palms to stay awake through the stinging pain.
He can't die here! It's just the gates of hell... He's already been through it once.
The cleaning cart was pushed into the tool shed, and the soft clanging of tools could be heard from outside; a man was rummaging through things.
Fu Wang clenched his fist and, using the cover of the cleaning truck's partition, slowly broke free of the thick plastic bag, pausing for two seconds after each pull to make sure there was no movement outside before continuing.
He braced himself against the edge of the cleaning cart and slowly sat up.
His ribs felt like they had been forcibly torn apart, and he had to lean to one side, pressing his right hand against the painful spot, as he slowly moved out of the cleaning cart.
The workbench was just three steps away. The man preparing to dispose of the body had his back to him. Fu Wang, supporting himself against the wall, moved forward very lightly, his gaze fixed on the silver scissors on the workbench, the blade of which was very sharp.
Just one step away from the workbench, the man seemed to have found something and turned around.
Ignoring the pain, Fu Wang lunged forward, grabbed the man's shoulder with his left hand, and used all his strength to stab the scissors into his neck.
A sharp pain in his ribs exploded instantly, he groaned, his vision went black, and he almost collapsed.
Fu Wang didn't let go, gripping the scissor handle tightly until warmth continued to emanate from it, and the man's body went limp before he finally relaxed and slid to the ground.
The scissors were still stuck in the man's neck. He looked down at his blood-stained hands, his fingertips still trembling.
He killed someone, just like his "brother".
Every step he took towards the hotel lobby, supporting himself against the wall, felt like walking on a knife's edge, but he dared not stop, his mind filled with Ruan Yi's face.
The thought that he had to contact someone to rescue Ruan Yi sustained him as he stepped out of the shadows of the employee passageway and slowly made his way towards the warmly lit lobby.
When I was still a few meters away from the front desk, my legs completely gave way, and my vision suddenly went black. I had to reach out and support myself on the pillar next to me for a while before I could lift my feet again.
When he finally reached the front desk, he could no longer hold on. He braced his hands on the counter and slid down the counter.
"Sir, what's wrong? Please hang in there, we'll call an ambulance right now!" The receptionist was quite frightened.
Fu Wang opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but a sudden surge of pain in his ribs overwhelmed him.
The scene before his eyes began to blur, and the sounds around him became distant, leaving only one thought swirling in his mind.
"We have to find someone to rescue her. Ruan Yi can't be hurt, she can't be hurt..."
Just as his consciousness was about to sink, the figure in front of the reception desk suddenly brought him back to his senses. The man was tall and upright, with a cold and hard profile, and he seemed somewhat familiar.
Her pupils contracted sharply, as if grasping at a last straw, and with all her might, she grabbed the man's arm.
The man paused for a moment as he was pulled, then turned his head, his brows furrowed, his eyes showing no pity for the injured person, only impatience at being disturbed, and he raised his hand to shake off the man's hand.
"It really is him!"
Fu Wang gripped the man's arm tightly, squeezing out a few words with all his might: "Ruan Yi... is in danger..."
"What are you saying?" The man's expression changed instantly, his previous impatience vanished without a trace, and he grabbed Fu Wang's forearm with such force that it felt like he was going to crush his bones.
“Fu Jingchen… wants to kill her…” Fu Wang’s voice was so soft it was almost a whisper, and the darkness before his eyes grew heavier and heavier.
"Her boss? Where is she now?!" The man's tone was filled with nothing but rage and anxiety.
“3, 3601…” Fu Wang’s consciousness was like a candle flickering in the wind, about to go out at any moment. With his last bit of consciousness, he uttered the room number.
As soon as he finished speaking, the man immediately shook off his hand, as if he were just an inconvenience.
Before Fu Wang was completely engulfed in darkness, he only saw the man's back as he turned and rushed towards the elevator, his steps so fast that he could hardly see them.
Inside the hotel suite.
Ruan Yi's hands were pinned above her head by one of the man's hands, and a thin silk cloth covered her eyes. The semi-transparent material filtered out her clear outline, but made the light and shadow in front of her even more alluring.
Every time the man leaned in close, the smooth lines of his shoulders and back would taut, like a mountain hovering above her.
His pale chest was covered with a thin layer of sweat, which gleamed alluringly in the light of the wall lamp, and his muscles rose and fell slightly with his breathing.
With each close approach during their rhythmic movements, the man's scent, mixed with the smell of hot sweat, would hit Ruan Yi, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Ruan Yi tried to turn her head away, but he gently restrained her with his fingertips. Through the silk curtains, she could vaguely see Fu Jingchen's Adam's apple bobbing.
Tears soaked the silk blindfold, the satin clinging to her eyelids, revealing her long, thick, black eyelashes.
Her pink lips were parted, as if she couldn't bear it, and her lips were red from being bitten by her teeth.
"You're crying right from the start? Then you'll get dehydrated later on." Fu Jingchen didn't stop because of her tears.
"Why are you like this... um! Waaah..."
The man's gaze instantly darkened, as if pierced by Ruan Yi's question. His soothing fingertips paused beside her cheek, and his voice was hoarse.
"Let me ask Xiaoyi first, okay?"
"Xiao Yi clearly has me, how could she fall in love with someone else? She even deliberately forced me to appear..."
Ruan Yi cried even more aggrievedly and loudly interrupted him.
"I've fallen in love with a ghost!"
"This was supposed to be a surprise for you! I even prepared a couple's ring..."
"The cake on the suite table has both our names on it! Where did anyone else come from?"
The man's body suddenly stiffened, and his movements stopped.
Fu Jingchen seemed not to have heard clearly, or perhaps he couldn't believe it. His Adam's apple bobbed for a long time before he finally asked in a hoarse voice, "What...did you say?"
Ruan Yi was both angry and aggrieved. "Are you out of your mind?! Can't you do this kind of thing properly?"
Her cheeks flushed red, a mixture of shame and grievance welled up inside her, and tears fell even more fiercely.
The man still couldn't believe it. He gently wiped away her tears with his fingertips, his voice trembling.
"Is this really a surprise for me? Then Fu Wang..."
"I've made things clear with him!" Ruan Yi interrupted Fu Jingchen, sobbing. "We talked it out a few days ago. I asked him to help me prepare the surprise. I was going to tell you before you got angry and give you a shock!"
Ruan Yi asked in a tearful voice, her voice trembling with confusion, "When did you arrive at the room... how did you end up inside beforehand?"
Fu Jingchen remained silent for a long time before releasing the girl's restrained wrists and gently stroking her waist.
"We can't let her know."
He spoke in a very soft voice, trying to reassure her: "I came in right before you."
Although Ruan Yi was angry, she was not actually hurt, except for her fragile heart. After all, she recognized her boyfriend as soon as the man got close.
The only thing I can't accept is... there's absolutely no foreplay!
"How could you do this without even asking a single question!"
The man immediately tightened his embrace, lowered his head and placed a light kiss on the top of her head, his voice so gentle it was almost melting.
"It's my fault, I made a mistake... I'm sorry."
Although the "surprise" plan went awry, Ruan Yi felt at ease.
This ordeal wasn't in vain; at least it proved that Fu Jingchen would never have the thought of killing her for anything in this lifetime.
Even if Fu Jingchen felt that she had given him such a direct cuckolding accusation, he "punished" her in this way, and did not lose control and kill someone for love as Gu Zhi and Pei Lian said.
My heart, which had been hanging in suspense for so long, finally settled down.
Fu Jingchen softened his movements even more. He lowered his head, his high nose brushing against the girl's soft earlobe, then his thin lips gently landed on her earlobe before slowly kissing her cheek.
"I'll apologize properly later and make it up to Xiaoyi."
"Shall we continue?"
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