A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1611 - 323: A Desperate Struggle, A Clear Conscience (Part 2)

Chapter 1611: Chapter 323: A Desperate Struggle, A Clear Conscience (Part 2)

Seeing the person wrapped tightly, only showing a pair of eyes, felt a bit eerie, the driver glanced several more times.

The person cast a ghostly gaze over, the driver’s heart tightened.

"No. 23 Binjiang Road."

The place is so remote, he felt increasingly uneasy and quickly started the car to leave.

After the taxi departed, a short distance away, a black sedan came and kept a near yet distant trail behind the taxi.

Upon arriving at No. 23 Binjiang Road, handing over a hundred yuan bill, "No need for change."

The woman pushed open the car door and walked away briskly.

The driver raised an eyebrow, hoping for more customers like this; wouldn’t it be profitable?

No. 23 Binjiang Road is actually an abandoned building, located in a remote area with few vehicles passing by, Yan Jin tightened her coat, glanced around, and stepped inside.

Crossing through the abandoned building, there was a large deserted lake, with trash floating on the surface, the stench was overwhelming.

Yan Jin expressionlessly circled the lake, walked through a grove, and a dilapidated factory appeared before her.

Before getting close, a red dot aimed at her brow, Yan Jin stood still and made a hand gesture.

Two men in black quickly came out, searched her, confirmed she carried no weapons, then blindfolded her with a black cloth, and she was immediately taken away.

After both car and boat rides, when Yan Jin’s eyes adjusted to the light again, it was the familiar basement.

Her eyes gradually adjusted to the brightness, she looked up and saw someone sitting on a chair not far away.

"I’ve done as you asked, Ji Yunya is dead, you should keep your promise and return Xuanxuan to me...."

The man stood up, walked towards her step by step, looking down on her.

"Jinjin, why must you oppose me? Can’t we live together peacefully?" The man spoke gently, yet made Yan Jin feel nauseous almost to the point of vomiting.

She sneered, "It’s not that I want to oppose you, but you are too despicable, vile, and shameless; just breathing the same air in the same space with you makes me feel utterly disgusted."

"Refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit." The man’s eyes and brows turned vicious in an instant.

"Since so, don’t blame me for being ruthless."

"Wait a moment." Yan Jin looked at him, "Let me see Xuanxuan again...."

She knew well the man’s cruelty; talking about affection with him was infeasible, Yan Jin said, "Let me see Xuanxuan once more, and I’ll tell you a secret about the Yan Family."

Wei Zhao squinted, knowing that this woman could not escape his grasp.

"Don’t play tricks on me, otherwise...."

Yan Jin smiled bitterly, "Do you think in my current state I could pull off any tricks?"

"Bring her in."

Soon Xuanxuan was brought in by the men in black, her short legs running towards Yan Jin, who hugged her tightly and couldn’t help but cry.

Xuanxuan, wise beyond her years, patted her on the shoulder, silently offering comfort.

Yan Jin’s heart wrenched painfully, her sobbing so desperate and bleak.

Wei Zhao felt irritated by the crying, involuntarily shouted, "Is that enough?"

Yan Jin clasped Xuanxuan’s small hand, her back facing Wei Zhao’s direction, and traced a few lines in her palm.

Xuanxuan nodded.

Yan Jin’s eyes flickered, "Come over here... I’ll tell you a secret about the Yan Family."

Wei Zhao, without suspicion, stepped towards Yan Jin.

"Come a little closer, the secret mustn’t be known by a third party."

Wei Zhao, who had planned revenge for years, dreamed of destroying the Yan Family, eagerly wanting to know the secret Yan Jin held about them.

This woman held Xuanxuan as her lifeline, surely wouldn’t dare deceive him.

Thinking this, he moved a bit closer.

"Not close enough, come a bit closer."

Wei Zhao glared at her with irritation, suppressed it time and again, approached Yan Jin’s lips, and extended his ear.

Yan Jin glanced at Xuanxuan, that look of despair, gratitude, release, reluctance...

Wei Xuan’s eyes were swollen red.

Yan Jin smiled, leaned close to Wei Zhao’s ear, and whispered, "The secret is...."

Wei Zhao’s eyes widened, as if already imagining having the Yan Family’s leverage in his grasp.

"You bastard, go to hell." Yan Jin suddenly bit down on his ear, pushing Wei Xuan away, and ruthlessly stabbed his chest with the small knife in her hand, eyes full of relentless hatred.

Wei Zhao hadn’t anticipated the woman would strike suddenly, bit him forcefully on the ear, tearing off one ear entirely, flesh and blood blurred, and his piercing scream was driven by pain.