Chapter 140

Chapter 140

An inconspicuous van drove towards the outskirts of the city. Inside the swaying van, Yu Shu and Yu Fanxing had their eyes tightly closed, their hands bound behind their backs and thrown onto the rear seat.

Zhang Yi sat in the front, holding Yu Shu's phone which she unlocked using Yu Shu's fingerprint. Zhang Yi flipped through Yu Shu and Shen Youlin's chat history with great interest, her lips curled into a permanent smirk.

She leaned towards the rear, her finger sliding along Yu Shu's smooth cheek: "No wonder he likes you, even I can't help but like you."

With that, she laughed, snapping a photo of Yu Shu and sending it to Shen Youlin.

Shen Youlin was embroidering a dress for Yu Shu. Yu Shu's newly bought white dress was too plain, so Shen Youlin had embroidered an iris on the chest, making the entire dress exquisite.

Carefully tying off the threads, Shen Youlin hummed a terribly off-key tune as he ironed the dress flat and hung it prominently in the closet, admiring it with satisfaction. Eager to show off his handiwork to Yu Shu, he picked up his phone, but the smile vanished from his face, replaced by a chilling coldness.

Shen Youlin made a call, but the other party rejected it and instead sent him a location with the message: "Come alone."

Yu Shu's mind was foggy, and before she could regain clarity, an oddly pitched male voice reached her ears.

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Zhang Yi: "Yeah, you guys can leave."

"You're fucking crazy, you know? If it wasn't for you, we'd have all gone back to Myanmar with the boss." The man complained, but didn't say anything more, beckoning to the other men to leave.

Yu Shu opened her lead-heavy eyelids and saw the retreating backs of four tall men as they boarded the van at the entrance and drove off.

In her mind, Yu Shu cursed them, wishing they would crash on the highway and break both their legs.

This was an abandoned old factory workshop. The large door was wide open, leading to an open, desolate area overgrown with dense weeds. The small workshop was filled with rusted, discarded industrial products.

Yu Shu's hands were bound behind her back to a chair, and her legs were tightly bound to the chair legs. She looked down and saw explosives placed beneath the chair, the pungent smell of gunpowder filling her nostrils. Yu Fanxing's hands were spread apart, cuffed to a horizontal steel pipe, her head drooping as if she hadn't regained consciousness yet.

Zhang Yi stood in front of Yu Fanxing, her back to Yu Shu, holding a handgun and sliding it over Yu Fanxing's face, as if contemplating where to put a hole in it.

Oh god, oh god, oh god...

Ahhhhh, this situation, it's going to kill her!

Had she used up all her luck, so now she was facing the consequences?

Zhang Yi broke into gleeful laughter: "With a 'bang,' that girl will be blown to smithereens, her flesh and blood splattering everywhere. It'll be so beautiful... even more beautiful than when Yun Duo fell to her death..."

Zhang Yi spread her arms, displaying the remote control hanging from her chest: "Do you want her to live? Do you want..."

"Shut up!" Shen Youlin coldly interrupted her dramatic speech. "You just want me to kill Yu Fanxing, don't you? No need for all this trouble."

Shen Youlin laughed and started walking towards Yu Fanxing.

With every step he took, Zhang Yi took a step towards Yu Shu.

Is this psycho putting on a farcical double-act?!

"Shen Youlin, don't listen to her!" Yu Shu's voice trembled as she spoke. "Don't..."

The muzzle pressed against her temple, and Yu Shu's throat tightened, unable to utter another word.

Zhang Yi held the gun with her left hand: "Shhh—good girl, don't talk, and watch with auntie."

Yu Shu broke out in a cold sweat, not even daring to hope for the gun to malfunction now, because if it exploded in her face, she'd either die or be disfigured.

Shen Youlin took one step after another until he stood before Yu Fanxing: "Any last words? Mother."

Yu Fanxing swallowed hard: "Find... find me a skilled mortician to do my makeup nicely."

Shen Youlin laughed as his hands wrapped around her throat: "I'll tell Shen Chaowen."

Upon hearing Shen Chaowen's name, a flicker passed through Zhang Yi's eyes, and her bandaged right hand instinctively caressed her heavily wrinkled face.

"I'm sorry..." Yu Fanxing said softly. "I gave birth to you, but I never loved you."

Shen Youlin didn't respond, only letting out a grim laugh as his hands gradually tightened.

Yu Shu could only see half of Yu Fanxing's face, which was turning red, her eyes spasming uncontrollably from the excruciating pain and terror.

Yu Shu felt like she couldn't hear her own voice: "Don't..."

Time seemed to stretch infinitely, and Yu Shu didn't know how long had passed before Yu Fanxing's head lolled limply...