Chapter 482: Chapter 482: No, Never Believe It!
Qin Youxuan watched the surveillance footage, seeing Dan Hanjie getting closer and closer to her, causing her to hold her breath anxiously.
She wanted to draw near him, but her body was paralyzed. Her hands and feet were bleeding from her attempts to struggle free, drenching the sheets in red.
She could do nothing but watch…
Just as Dan Hanjie was about to locate her room, Wu Qing suddenly approached her.
He placed a hand on her shoulder, starting to tear at her clothes.
“What do you think you’re doing? Let go!”
“The final act is about to begin. If you cooperate with me, I won’t touch you. But if you want to make our play real, I won’t mind.”
With a swift pull from Wu Qing, Qin Youxuan’s smooth shoulders were exposed to the air, goosebumps forming on her skin.
Qin Youxuan clenched her teeth, her eyes welling up with tears.
Looking at Dan Hanjie, still at the door, she screamed his name with all of her might.
Yet, separated by a room, Dan Hanjie seemed to hear nothing and entered the room next door instead.
When he came out again, Qin Youxuan’s clothes had been torn to shreds by the man.
She was forcefully pinned down onto the bed.
She watched in horror as Wu Qing injected a cold liquid into his arm. Despite her nerves being on edge, she found herself unable to resist.
The man suddenly turned his head, glanced at the surveillance screen, removed his coat, revealing a muscular chest. He lay down next to Qin Youxuan, putting an affectionate arm around her waist.
Qin Youxuan clenched her teeth in rage, tears sliding down her cheeks.
Wu Qing pressed something on the bedside, and the entire wall facing Dan Hanjie turned into a pane of transparent, tempered glass.
Like a live projector, it displayed everything happening inside the room.
Wu Qing bent down and kissed her shoulder.
His robust body pressed against hers, his hands on either side of her, his actions radiating intimacy.
“You’ve done a great job. Once Dan Hanjie goes mad, I’ll take you back.”
In a daze, Qin Youxuan heard these words and trembled violently.
“You’re so despicable!”
She opened her mouth soundlessly, her eyes so bloodshot they looked like they might bleed.
She didn’t even dare turn her head to look at Dan Hanjie’s face, fearing she would see scorn and hatred.
After a long silence, violent tremors suddenly shook the area outside the door.
Qin Youxuan forced herself to look. Dan Hanjie’s black eyes mirrored a kind of madness, emitting a violent light. After a deafening roar, he seized a chair and threw it forcefully against the glass wall.
His behavior was erratic; his face pale and lips seeping blood, highlighting his already mesmerizing face.
His eyes were wild, like a demon breaking free from its chains.
Both hands clutching the chair, he hurled it time and time again at the glass barrier.
The shattering glass fell onto him, cutting his skin and staining his clothes with fresh blood…
The agony resonated throughout the old villa just like a wounded beast’s roar…
Holding the chair, he slowly walked towards the two figures on the bed.
His hands crunched as they tightened around the chair, cold laughter adding to the horrifying charm…
The intense pain twisted around his body like vines, slowly engulfing him…
Just as he stepped into the room, a flight of stairs unexpectedly opened beneath him and Dan Hanjie lost his footing, tumbling down.
Qin Youxuan yelled until her voice was hoarse, her cry reeking of desperation.