From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love-Chapter 278: Capturing Bai Yurou

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Chapter 278: Chapter 278: Capturing Bai Yurou

Li Yehan drove to the place Bai Yurou had mentioned, stepped out of the car, and carried a suitcase.

Bai Yurou was followed by two assassins with guns in their hands, ready to fire at any moment.

Li Yehan, dressed in a white shirt, had already torn off his tie.

He had rolled up his sleeves, exposing his wheat-colored skin.

With broad shoulders and a narrow waist, his figure and aura stood out, and his eyes, filled with murderous intent, glared at Bai Yurou like a cheetah on the savannah, ready to tear apart its prey.

In the sweltering heat, Li Yehan stood under the shade of the trees, his brows and eyes expressing utter indifference.

Bai Yurou took steps toward Li Yehan, reaching out to touch his sturdy arm.

Li Yehan dodged in time, speaking with disgust, "Where is Qiaoqiao?"

Bai Yurou replied with a smile, "Is Nan Qiao that important to you?"

"Bai Yurou, stop the nonsense. There’s a hundred million in the suitcase. As soon as I see Qiaoqiao, the money is yours. Now, immediately, give me Qiaoqiao!"

Bai Yurou’s hatred intensified with Li Yehan’s anger.

She couldn’t fathom why Nan Qiao could easily obtain what she had desperately sought after.

The trees around swayed in the wind, brushing against Bai Yurou’s face, but it did nothing to calm her rage.

Bai Yurou’s eyes were fixed on Li Yehan’s face, the merciless Li Yehan, awakening her desire to win at all costs.

Then she said, "Brother Ye Han, just give me a kiss, and I’ll let you see Nan Qiao."

After letting those words out, Bai Yurou felt much more at ease and continued, "I’m giving you one minute to decide, or else I’ll have someone shoot Nan Qiao’s left leg. For every additional minute you take to decide, Nan Qiao’s life will become more unbearable."

Bai Yurou showed a ferocious look, angrily awaiting Li Yehan’s response.

Li Yehan looked at Bai Yurou coldly, mocking her, "Bai Yurou, have you really decided to abandon all shame?"

Humiliated by Li Yehan, Bai Yurou’s complexion turned unsightly.

Li Yehan taunted further, "Bai Yurou, where is Qiaoqiao?"

"Li Yehan, I won’t tell you where Nan Qiao is! Without a kiss, I won’t speak. I’m going to order them to scar Nan Qiao’s face right now!"

"You wouldn’t dare!" Li Yehan erupted in anger.

"Li Yehan, do you think I wouldn’t dare? Nan Qiao is the apple of your eye; do you really want to see her face get ruined? Without her beauty, would you still like her? Men are all visual creatures, Li Yehan. Once Nan Qiao’s face is disfigured, you won’t like her anymore!"

Thinking of this, Bai Yurou smirked triumphantly, "Li Yehan, the decision is yours."

Li Yehan looked at Bai Yurou with growing disgust, as if he were looking at filthy trash.

Bai Yurou didn’t care; she just wanted to have Li Yehan in her grip.

Her two subordinates stood behind her, silent, holding their pistols and watchfully eyeing Li Yehan.

Li Yehan glared at Bai Yurou with loathing, now just wanting to shoot her dead.

Damn it, how unlucky!

Li Yehan was still waiting for news from his men; if they had found Nan Qiao, he wouldn’t be swallowing his pride here.

Li Yehan didn’t move, refusing to be manipulated by Bai Yurou.

Bai Yurou took out her phone and ordered her men, "Ruin Nan Qiao’s face!"

Li Yehan shouted, "Stop!"

His heart was filled with panic.

Bai Yurou smiled smugly, her hand holding the phone wielded all control.

The pathetic Bai Yurou suddenly felt discomfort in her stomach and clutched it.

Then, she passed gas.

Her face turned red with embarrassment as she wished she could crawl into a hole and hide.

Li Yehan frowned, wanting to kick her away.

This is truly cursed!

His subordinates silently moved away from Bai Yurou, truly overwhelmed by the stench!

Bai Yurou lost face in front of Li Yehan, looking panicked and extremely embarrassed.

Bai Yurou angrily ordered, "Li Yehan, you only have this one chance!"

Li Yehan was tormented, watching Bai Yurou with revulsion.

At this moment, Li Yehan’s phone rang.

Li Yehan saw the caller ID and answered the call.

After hanging up, Li Yehan remained composed.

He tossed the cashbox aside and said to the two assassins, "There’s a hundred million here. The money’s yours, take it and leave."

The two men looked at each other, tempted by the sight of the exposed cash.

One assassin checked the authenticity of the money, while the other kept his gun trained on Li Yehan.

Seeing this, Bai Yurou shouted angrily, "What are you doing! I gave you so much money, and you dare to betray me!"

The assassin disdainfully replied, "How much money did you give us? How much is he giving us? If you were us, which would you choose?"

The assassin’s words left Bai Yurou speechless.

The assassin checking the money called out, "Brother, it’s real."

So, the two men ran off, no longer willing to work for Bai Yurou.

But they hadn’t taken two steps before they both got stabbed and fell to their knees.

Just as they raised their guns, Li Yehan shot them, one bullet after another, hitting the wrists of both men, rendering them unable to hold onto anything.

In Li Yehan’s line of sight, a familiar figure appeared.

"Qiaoqiao!" Li Yehan was overjoyed.

Nan Qiao picked up the assassins’ guns and, smiling, said to Li Yehan, "Search them."

Li Yehan did as Nan Qiao instructed.

As for Bai Yurou, she stood there petrified, watching everything unfold, screaming incredulously, "Nan Qiao, how are you here!"

Nan Qiao threw a knife, forcing Bai Yurou to kneel before her.

"Bai Yurou, you’re really weak," Nan Qiao said, mocking her.

Bai Yurou’s leg was hit by the knife, and as she knelt on the ground, she looked up at Nan Qiao fiercely, still in disbelief, "How did you escape!"

Nan Qiao crouched down, laughing softly, "Of course I used my brain! Did you think everyone is as useless and frivolous as you?"

Bai Yurou, provoked, suffered an attack of rage and spewed blood.

Li Yehan ran over and pulled Nan Qiao into his arms, holding her tightly.

"Qiaoqiao, I’m just glad you’re alright."

Nan Qiao patted his back and said with a smile, "I’m fine, don’t worry."

Nan Qiao stepped out of Li Yehan’s embrace and, looking at the blood-spitting Bai Yurou, kissed Li Yehan on the lips.

"Bai Yurou, did you think you could kiss Li Yehan?"

The possessive Nan Qiao, Li Yehan liked that a lot.

He cradled Nan Qiao’s face and delivered a passionate kiss, shamelessly saying, "It’s only fair to return the favor."

Bai Yurou: "!!"

She was ready to fight Nan Qiao!

Damn it, that’s infuriating!

"Bai Yurou, you’re now our prisoner. Do you think he will come to rescue you?"

Li Yehan said, "He won’t come to save her. She’s nothing but a discarded piece."

Disbelieving, Bai Yurou shook her head, her wolf-like, yet tragically beautiful figure on her knees, her eyes bloodshot as she yelled loudly, "You’re talking nonsense, I don’t believe it!"

"Nan Qiao, let’s make a bet then. If he comes to save you, I’ll let you go, how about it?" Nan Qiao suggested the wager.

Bai Yurou looked at Nan Qiao incredulously, "What if I lose? If I lose, what do you want?"