Defrosting The Cold Young Master-Chapter 577 - 580: The Fate of Wu Qizhen

Chapter 577: Chapter 580: The Fate of Wu Qizhen

With a miserable scream, Wu Qizhen fainted.

Shi Maotong’s anger wasn’t quelled. After kicking her viciously a few more times, he instructed his men, “Take her to Gu Junzhu. Tell him I’m delivering the chief culprit to him, to do as he pleases. Ask him to be merciful and spare our Shi family.”

If Gu Junzhu agreed to back off, the plan to deliver Shi Qianling to Zheng Yixiong could be temporarily shelved.

After all, she was his biological daughter. Only in the most desperate situations would he consider handing her over to that old pervert Zheng Yixiong to ravage.

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When Wu Qizhen regained consciousness, she thought she had a nightmare.

She saw Ye Xingbei, whom she had sent to the underground brothel.

She was first surprised, then terrified, trying to speak, but her mouth was stuffed and her limbs were tied.

Ye Xingbei’s face was pale, her spirit considerably languid.

Her high fever had subsided, but a low-grade one persisted.

Knowing that Shi Maotong had sent Wu Qizhen for her to deal with, she insisted on seeing her.

Gu Junzhu carried her here.

Since she awakened from her coma, Gu Junzhu had been by her side, never leaving for a moment, personally caring for her with attentive detail. In no way did he act like a precious young master who has never served others, rather he seemed like an experienced caretaker.

Ye Xingbei had been frightened and tormented, logically, she should be heartbroken, angry, even filled with hatred.

In worse cases, she could’ve become psychologically distorted, cynical, and constantly seeking vengeance.

But it was not so.

The gentle and meticulous Fifth Lord of Gu made her feel loved, even a sense of surprise to be so pampered.

For the first time in her life, someone had treated her so well.

She felt her heart was filled up with Fifth Lord of Gu’s tenderness, with no room left for hatred.

Even so, she still wanted to see Wu Qizhen.

She believed that happiness had no bounds.

Seeing her enemy turned prisoner under her command, would make her even happier.

As Wu Qizhen regained consciousness, she gave Wu Qizhen a sweet smile.

To Wu Qizhen, this sweet and beautiful smile was one that could claim lives.

She wanted to scream, to beg for mercy, but with her mouth shut, she could do nothing.

Ye Xingbei stared at her for a while before slowly saying, “I will let you go.”

Wu Qizhen’s eyes widened in shock, filled with suspicion and fear.

Still smiling sweetly, Ye Xingbei said, “Fifth Lord told me, that gigolo you solicited…he is sick…with venereal disease.”

Wu Qizhen’s eyes widened in fright as her body trembled uncontrollably.

Most venereal diseases are incurable.

People suffering from venereal diseases would be tormented day and night, descending gradually into despair until death came.

It’s even worse than death.

“We won’t let you die here,” Ye Xingbei said: “Even though you were sent by Shi Maotong, if we harm you, we would have blood on our hands. What if Shi Maotong uses this as a threat against us? After all, Country Y is a law-abiding nation. We have to abide by the law and not give the bad guys an opportunity, don’t you think?”

Wu Qizhen tried desperately to yell something, her eyes bulging.

“I know what you want to say. You want to say we’re cruel and in the wrong for treating you like this. We’re overstepping and so on and so forth,” Ye Xingbei grinned at her. “In reality…we didn’t do anything! The things you wanted to do to me have simply boomeranged back to you.”

Ye Xingbei nodded with certainty: “Yes, that’s right! That’s how it is, we didn’t do anything!”

Gu Junzhu stood by her side, gazing at her without turning away, watching her cheeky expressions with a trace of amusement. His lips curled upwards, showing the first genuine smile he had in days.