Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In foreign countries, fevers were not treated seriously. Patience was recommended to take fever medicine, drink more water, and rest at home.
However, Little Mango was hospitalized.
Mu Yao turned over and sat up.
âIâll book the tickets and come back immediately.â
The earliest flight was also at midnight.
Mu Yao packed her luggage and went to the supermarket.
Before she returned to China, she had promised Little Mango to bring her a few Chinese knottings.
Mu Yao bought a few more sets of embroidery for her aunt. When she rushed home with her things, the sky was already dark. She walked really fast.
However, Mu Yao kept feeling a chill on her back. It was like someone was following her. She looked back a few times but didnât see anything unusual.
Mu Yao shook his head, thinking that she was being paranoid.
She quickened her pace and went upstairs. After she packed her luggage, she ate something.
She hailed a cab with her phone and ran downstairs with her suitcase.
She had just turned the corner, and a black shadow suddenly appeared behind her.
He smacked the back of her head heavily!
Mu Yaoâs vision went dark.
She fainted just like that.
When she regained consciousness, she was woken up by the fall.
Someone lifted her from the car and threw her heavily on the ground.
She groaned from the fall and opened her eyes.
In the dark and narrow room, three men in black stood with perverted smiles.
The man in the lead was fat, short, and had a round belly. A long, twisted scar extended from his nose to his temple.
The scar was only a bit away from his eye, which meant he was almost blinded.
âWhat, donât you recognize me?â
The man walked closer and looked down at Mu Yao, who was on the ground.
Mu Yao struggled for a while, only to find her hands and feet tied up.
She looked at the manâs face and felt it was familiar, but she could not remember.
The man sneered.
âHow could you not recognize me? I only have an extra scar. Donât worry. I have plenty of ways to make you remember. Hahaha.â
Then, he knelt, gently took off Mu Yaoâs glasses, and crushed them.
He lifted her chin and carefully examined her facial features.
She was indeed beautiful.
Mu Yao hated being touched, especially by strangers.
She opened her mouth and bit Wang Shuoâs hand pinching her chin.
The man groaned in pain.
A slap was thrown at him.
âStinky b*tch, you dare to bite me!â
Mu Yao saw stars from the slap, and a bloody taste quickly welled up in her mouth.
Just this one slap.
A figure suddenly appeared in Mu Yaoâs mind.
Wang Shuo.
Outsiders called him Young Master Wang.
The only son of Wang Enterprise.
Mu Yao had only seen Wang Shuo once. He had tried to assault her, but Lu Jinchen had stopped him.
Wasnât he in the prison?
How did he come out?
There was even a scar on his face.
âYou two, come here and take off her clothes. I want to see whatâs so special about Lu Jinchenâs woman.â Wang Shuo stood up and ordered.
âWait, wait.â
Mu Yaoâs face was filled with fear as she moved back.
âYoung Master Wang, we have no grudges between us. Why did you kidnap me?â
Young Master Wang laughed out loud.
âNo grudges? Haha, Miss Mu.â
Wang Shuo gritted his teeth.
âDonât you know why my Wang Enterprise went bankrupt? Do you know how I got this scar?â
It seemed to be raining outside again.
Mu Yao lay on the ground and quietly observed her surroundings.
The room was dimly lit. Other than the door guarded by three men, there was only a tightly-shut small window.
Mu Yao retracted her gaze and shook her head honestly.
She heard that Wang Shuo was arrested because of f prostitution.
âHmph, you b*tch. I would not be so miserable if it werenât for you. That Lu Jinchen ruined the entire Wang Enterprise for you. Iâd like to see whatâs so special about his woman.â
As Wang Shuo spoke, he stepped forward and grabbed Mu Yaoâs collar.