SFS Chapter 82: If Your Father Wants to Kill Me, I’m Right to Seek Compensation from You, Aren’t I?
Chapter 82: If Your Father Wants to Kill Me, I’m Right to Seek Compensation from You, Aren’t I?
Chapter 82: If Your Father Wants to Kill Me, I’m Right to Seek Compensation from You, Aren’t I?
Xiao Yongqiang was barely holding back his fury, feeling as though he was on the brink of becoming a Ninja Turtle.
Ill ask you again, where is my daughter? Chen Luo, Zhao Yingxuan, youre pushing me too far, he said, his anger evident as he slammed his hand onto the table.
So what if we do push you? Zhao Yingxuan looked disdainfully at Xiao Yongqiang. Youre such a coward.
It was the first time Xiao Yongqiang had been labeled a coward. Seeing Zhao Yingxuan comfortably nestled in Chen Luos arms, he indeed felt defeated.
Zhao Yingxuan, you shameless woman, Im divorcing you, he declared.
His tolerance had reached its limit. His self-respect couldnt bear the humiliation any longer, especially since Zhao Yingxuans affair with Chen Luo wasnt yet public knowledge. Should it become widespread, he would be utterly disgraced.
This was a matter of Xiao Yongqiangs dignity. He had delayed the divorce, not out of reluctance, but to gather evidence of Zhao Yingxuans affair with Chen Luo.
Divorcing wouldnt be straightforward, particularly concerning their finances. He had no intention of giving Zhao Yingxuan any financial settlement and aimed to leave her destitute, ensuring both she and Chen Luo would pay a heavy price.
Upon hearing his declaration of divorce, Zhao Yingxuan couldnt suppress a laugh.
Dream on about getting a divorce. What if my young lover loses interest in me afterwards? Being the wife of Magic Citys wealthiest man does have its appeal, she retorted, then provocatively kissed Chen Luo right in front of Xiao Yongqiang.
Lets not agitate him further. He looks like hes about to pass out from anger. It would be seriously bad luck if he died right here, Chen Luo advised Zhao Yingxuan, observing Xiao Yongqiang struggling for breath in his rage.
Yes, exactly. Better he dies outside than here. Dying here would be such a bad omen, Zhao Yingxuan agreed.
You contemptible pair Xiao Yongqiang, red-faced and infuriated, scrambled to extract a pill bottle from his pocket. He hastily swallowed two pills, suspecting that his anger might have brought on a heart attack.
Chen Luo let out a cold chuckle, unfazed by Xiao Yongqiangs curse. He never pretended to be a saint.
Mr. Xiao, shall we discuss your attempt to have me killed? Chen Luos expression turned stern and cold.
I have no idea what youre talking about, Xiao Yongqiang replied, feigning ignorance.
Playing dumb now, Xiao Yongqiang? Chen Luos gaze bore into him, but he could not find any cracks in Xiao Yongqiangs composure.
It doesnt matter whether you sent the hitman or not. I dont operate on evidence. If I believe you did it, then in my eyes, you did. Even if it wasnt you, youre still going to shoulder the blame, Chen Luo stated firmly.
He was essentially telling Xiao Yongqiang that he was convinced of his guilt, irrespective of the actual truth. For Chen Luo, the need for evidence was secondary to his conviction.
Without leaving any threatening remarks, Xiao Yongqiang departed. His silence on threats, however, didnt mean he lacked plans for severe retaliation.
Upon exiting Zhao Yingxuans villa, Xiao Yongqiang was overcome by a violent coughing fit, culminating in spitting up blood.
Uncle Xiao, are you alright? What about Qingxue?
Just go back, Xiao Yongqiang curtly replied to Ye Chen, unwilling to elaborate.
He was infuriated beyond measure. It was only through sheer willpower that he managed to endure without collapsing. He couldnt afford to die yet. If he died, all he owned might fall into the hands of Chen Luo and Zhao Yingxuan. He resolved to ensure they paid dearly before his eventual demise.
What did you want to talk about? Xiao Qingxue asked Chen Luo with an icy tone.
Your father is trying to kill me. How do you think you should compensate me for that? Chen Luos gaze was steady as he addressed Xiao Qingxue.
His actions are his own. Why should I be responsible for compensating you? she replied indifferently.
Chen Luos lips twitched into a sly smile as he posed another question to Xiao Qingxue, So, if I were to kill him, it wouldnt concern you either?
You want to kill my father?
Xiao Qingxues composure shattered at the thought.
He hired a hitman to kill me. Wouldnt killing him in return be justified?
How should I compensate you to spare his life? Xiao Qingxue pressed Chen Luo for an answer.
Oh, you seem pretty sure that I could kill your father. What if I fail? Chen Luo responded with a teasing tone, gazing at Xiao Qingxue.
Just tell me what will stop you from doing it, insisted Xiao Qingxue, unable to risk the consequences, nor in a position to gamble.
Well, that depends on you. If you manage to please me, I might reconsider my plan, Chen Luo said, pulling Xiao Qingxue close.
Xiao Qingxue initially resisted but soon stopped, fearing that any further resistance might anger Chen Luo, prompting him to act against her father. Her vulnerability was now more evident than ever.
Im feeling a bit jealous here, Zhao Yingxuan admitted, her eyes betraying a flicker of envy as she watched Xiao Qingxue in Chen Luos embrace. Despite being the one who initially pushed Xiao Qingxue towards Chen Luo, jealousy had now set in.
Chen Luo, not missing a beat, drew Zhao Yingxuan into his other arm, holding both women. In that moment, he bore the air of an ancient emperor, albeit on a much smaller scale. He couldnt yet compare to the emperors of old, with their extensive harems, but perhaps one day he might approach their legendary stature.