After Becoming Roommates with an Obnoxious Wealthy Heiress - Chapter 56

I will throw you into a forgotten mental asylum and watch your body rot away.

“Little President Zhu.”

Jiang Feiwan walked respectfully to Zhu Lingyi’s side and called out to her softly. Qin Shuyue followed closely behind with her head bowed.

She peeked upward, her gaze cautiously sweeping over this unfamiliar environment.

However, the moment she caught sight of Zhu Lingyi’s slender figure—standing tall with hands in her pockets before a transparent door—she immediately lowered her eyes again.

After a brief report, Jiang Feiwan turned and left.

Qin Shuyue spun her body around, her eyes following the direction of Jiang Feiwan’s departure as if her heart were flying away with her.

What was the meaning of leaving her alone here with Zhu Lingyi?

She didn’t want to be in the same room with her at all!

“What are you looking at?”

Zhu Lingyi’s gaze flickered downward, catching Qin Shuyue’s eyes still trailing after Jiang Feiwan.

Startled like a frightened cat, Qin Shuyue shuffled her body back inch by inch. She pursed her lips and shook her head. “Nothing.”

Zhu Lingyi didn’t press further. Instead, she said, “Go in.”

Qin Shuyue’s eyes widened. She looked up at Zhu Lingyi and pointed at herself with a look of utter disbelief. “Me?”

Zhu Lingyi raised an eyebrow. “Scared?”

Facing Zhu Lingyi’s airy question, Qin Shuyue instinctively craned her neck to look inside.

It looked exactly like an office.

Could the person be locked in there?

Under Zhu Lingyi’s piercing stare, which felt like thorns against her back, Qin Shuyue sluggishly opened the door and walked in.

She had originally thought she would meet the hit-and-run driver at the police station; she never expected it to be in a high-rise office building.

As soon as Qin Shuyue entered, she was startled by the scene before her, her face turning pale.

A man’s limbs were tightly bound with ropes. His eyes were covered securely with a black cloth, and his mouth was stuffed shut with a white rag. He was curled on the floor in a posture resembling a cooked shrimp.

To an outsider, it looked as though something highly illegal was happening.

Qin Shuyue was, of course, aware of this.

Alarm bells rang in her head. In the next second, she turned to run out the door. But Zhu Lingyi’s body blocked the exit, watching her silently with a gaze as cold as frost.

She seemed like a bystander, quietly observing how the person inside the situation would react.

Qin Shuyue swallowed hard.

She didn’t want to do anything.

She only wanted to escape.

A grown man, tied up so tightly he couldn’t move a muscle, unable to speak, unable to see, imprisoned in an empty office.

And she was supposed to act composed, walk over, remove the blindfold, and pull out the gag?

No matter how she thought about it, it felt like she was committing a crime.

But Zhu Lingyi stood at the door with no intention of moving, as if she were waiting to see how Qin Shuyue would handle the matter.

Qin Shuyue gripped the hem of her shirt tightly, biting her lower lip. At that moment, the man suddenly began to let out muffled, coarse shouts.

In that instant, she didn’t even dare to look back.

The man seemed to realize someone had arrived. He first let out a few whimpers of terror, but seeing that the newcomer had no intention of hurting him, he grew bolder, and his muffled shouts turned aggressive and angry.

Qin Shuyue had never seen such a scene. She instinctively ran to Zhu Lingyi’s side, blinking at her as if pleading for help.

Her intention was to beg for permission to leave, but Zhu Lingyi clearly misunderstood her.

Perhaps pleased by something again, Zhu Lingyi stepped inside with calm self-possession.

She reached out and grabbed Qin Shuyue’s wrist as if fearing she might bolt and forced her to walk further into the room.

No!

That wasn’t what she meant!

She wanted to leave this hellhole!

Qin Shuyue stumbled along with Zhu Lingyi’s steps until they reached the man, her entire body radiating resistance.

Zhu Lingyi applied pressure to her wrist, pulling Qin Shuyue in front of her. She tilted her gaze up, looking arrogantly at the man struggling and roaring on the ground. With an indifferent lift of her chin, she commanded Qin Shuyue: “Tear off the black cloth over his eyes.”

Qin Shuyue’s heart thundered. She didn’t want to do it at all, her eyes darting repeatedly toward the door.

She wanted to go.

She wanted to escape so badly.

But Zhu Lingyi had obviously seen through her mind and gave her no opportunity.

Seeing that Qin Shuyue refused to move no matter what, Zhu Lingyi deigned to stoop down. She reached out and, with a look of pure loathing, tore the black cloth from the man’s eyes.

The sudden sunlight was blinding. The man winced, squinting for a moment before he could clearly see the two people standing before him.

His emotions became violently agitated. Like a rabid dog, he lunged toward them. Zhu Lingyi remained unmoved, elegantly and calmly stepping back as if she were accustomed to such things.

Qin Shuyue, however, was not so composed.

From childhood to adulthood, she had grown up in a gentle and friendly environment. Even when she suddenly fell into poverty at seventeen, and no matter how much she struggled at the bottom of society, she had never witnessed a scene like this.

Suddenly clashing with the man’s aggressive, murderous gaze, Qin Shuyue’s legs went weak, and she nearly collapsed to the floor.

But Zhu Lingyi’s hand tightened, firmly holding her up.

Panic-stricken, Qin Shuyue turned her gaze toward Zhu Lingyi.

After a brief glance at Qin Shuyue, Zhu Lingyi’s eyes refocused on the man.

“Do you remember him?”

Zhu Lingyi spoke in a cold voice.

Qin Shuyue took a deep breath and closed her eyes, as if comforting herself for a long moment before opening them again. She took one look and immediately closed them again.

“I… I remember.”

How could Qin Shuyue not remember?

This was the piece of filth who had crashed into her shared bike, resulting in her having to pay 8,000 yuan in compensation.

The money she had worked so hard to earn during the seven days of the National Day holiday had vanished in an instant.

Qin Shuyue had dreamed of slapping him.

But now that they were face-to-face, she only wanted to run away the further, the better to prevent herself from being hurt again.

But Zhu Lingyi would not have it.

She pulled Qin Shuyue forward again, positioning her in front of herself, and ordered: “Make him apologize to you.”

Helpless, Qin Shuyue’s wrist still gripped by Zhu Lingyi froze in mid-air. Her other hand rubbed nervously against the hem of her clothes. Her whole body was stiff, appearing exceptionally tense.

Qin Shuyue shook her head with a forced smile, her body shifting back toward the door in a gesture of refusal. “No… it’s fine! I’ve forgiven him, really. I forgive him. Miss Zhu, Little President Zhu, please let go of me and let me leave.”

However, Zhu Lingyi looked at her, frowning slightly. Her cold eyes held a trace of complexity as she watched her.

“Are you going to keep escaping forever?”

These words caused Qin Shuyue’s footsteps to halt abruptly.

Zhu Lingyi had seen through to her inner self.

Her cowardice, her evasion, and her fear.

Qin Shuyue’s expression froze, along with her breathing.

She lowered her head, her gaze downcast.

She didn’t know when she had developed the habit of running away.

But only by escaping could she return to her “safe house” and protect herself from harm.

New things, or changes to old ones, would always make her lose her way in panic, wanting only to flee back to her original territory.

“I…”

A single word trembled from Qin Shuyue’s lips as she breathed. She shook her head with great difficulty.

“I’m sorry.”

Hearing this, Zhu Lingyi was stunned for a moment.

And taking advantage of that momentary lapse, Qin Shuyue wrenched her wrist from Zhu Lingyi’s grip and vanished in a flash.

By the time Zhu Lingyi turned back to look, Qin Shuyue was already gone.

She turned around, her eyes coldly narrowing at the “black dog” snarling behind her. She suddenly raised her foot and kicked him hard.

The man rolled on the floor in pain.

Still feeling unsatisfied, Zhu Lingyi added several more vicious kicks.

She crouched down and ripped the white gag from the man’s mouth, tossing it far away.

The man lost his previous bluster. Looking into Zhu Lingyi’s eyes which seemed quenched in ice and radiated an innate nobility and aura that forbade approach he couldn’t help but submit to her invisible pressure, becoming as obedient as a puppy.

“Apologize,” Zhu Lingyi commanded simply.

The man actually began to kowtow. “I’m sorry.”

“Not enough,” she whispered.

The man kowtowed repeatedly, his mouth moving non-stop: “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

Zhu Lingyi looked down at him from above, her cold eyes distant as her memories drifted to some unknown place.

She looked down again, staring at him as if he were a corpse, and asked, “Was it unintentional?”

The man froze, then hurriedly kowtowed while answering, “Yes! It was unintentional! I really didn’t know! If I had known there were people on the street, I definitely wouldn’t have hit anyone! I beg you, please show mercy and let me go! Let’s settle this privately, okay? How much do you want? I’ll give whatever I can! If I don’t have it, I’ll borrow it! Please let me go! I have an entire family waiting for me to come home…”

“It wasn’t unintentional.” Zhu Lingyi watched as his tears and snot splattered, his face a mask of grief and regret, yet her expression showed no hint of being moved.

“Driving drunk on the street and hitting someone and you tell me it was unintentional? You were clearly prepared, looking to take out your anger on an innocent person.”

A few simple sentences left the man speechless.

The facts were almost exactly as Zhu Lingyi described.

Because of his mistakes, a project had failed, investors withdrew, his boss fired him, his mistress came looking for trouble, and his wife divorced him and took the children, leaving him with nothing.

He spent every day dead drunk.

That day, he was drunk and couldn’t pay his bill, so he was beaten and kicked out of the shop. He drove onto the street; alcohol gave a coward courage, and he poured his resentment into the car.

Looking at the pedestrians walking by the roadside, an evil thought suddenly surfaced.

He slammed on the accelerator, speeding toward a pregnant woman crossing the street at a crosswalk. Who could have expected a woman on a bicycle to suddenly dash out from the corner?

And so, the collision happened.

The pregnant woman crossed the road safely; Qin Shuyue was not so lucky.

He had impatiently rolled down his window, looking at the shared bike tossed across the crosswalk and Qin Shuyue lying in front of his car. He glanced at the pregnant woman who had already reached the other side and entered a car, cursed under his breath, then turned the steering wheel and sped away.

He hadn’t even blamed Qin Shuyue for ruining his “good deed,” yet here she was, playing the martyr in front of him.

He sneered inwardly.

Hit one, hit a pair!

If she didn’t die, it was her luck; if she died, even better!

Why should others have happy families and perfect lives while his life was a mess? Since that was the case, nobody should have it easy!

Seeing that he had been exposed, the man stopped pretending. His tearful face instantly became distorted. He bared a mouthful of white teeth and looked at Zhu Lingyi provocatively.

“Hey, I say, what are you pretending for, you bitch? Do you have evidence? Without evidence, how are you going to convict me? Ha! I’m telling you, the cameras on that street were broken and under repair. Do you have evidence? No! Even if you call the police, it’s useless! Humph, do you plan on killing me here? Hahaha! That would be great! You’d have blood on your hands! I’m not clean, and you won’t be either!”

The man cackled, his eyes looking at her triumphantly as if he held the winning hand.

“Anyway, I have nothing my life is worthless! But you, tsk, little girl, I see you’re young; don’t do anything stupid, okay? Hmm? If you ask me, let’s just settle it privately. That little girl didn’t die anyway, did she? Ten or twenty thousand should be enough. I don’t have any more than that.”

The man looked at Zhu Lingyi shamelessly, intentionally trying to provoke her, hoping she would lose her head and do something foolish so he could drag her into hell with him!

Girls of this age are often at their most impulsive and can’t handle verbal provocation, making it easy for them to make mistakes.

But Zhu Lingyi was far calmer than he imagined.

She remained unmoved. Slowly, she stood up, a faint, ghost of a smile appearing at the corners of her mouth. She looked at him and asked nonchalantly: “Do you know what happened to the people who previously used such a shameless attitude to provoke me?”

The man raised an eyebrow, acting like a dead pig that didn’t fear boiling water.

Anyway, he had nothing no money, just his life. Was she really going to kill him?

“I won’t kill you, nor will I send you to prison.”

Zhu Lingyi acted as if she could see exactly what the man was thinking. Then she chuckled softly. “Look at you now. Do you still look even remotely like a normal human being?”

The man didn’t understand her meaning, but he warily sensed something was wrong. Then he remembered he had nothing left to lose and puffed out his chest, looking at her defiously.

“He Jing.”

Zhu Lingyi called out softly. A dark figure standing guard outside the door walked in.

“Little President Zhu.” She bowed her head respectfully to Zhu Lingyi.

Zhu Lingyi tilted her chin, sweeping a nonchalant glance over the man before looking back at He Jing. “Send him to Airen Hospital. Have the Gao family examine him thoroughly to see if this man has developed mental issues.”

He Jing looked up, meeting Zhu Lingyi’s eyes. Understanding her meaning, she said, “Understood.”

As she spoke, she signaled for several black-clad bodyguards outside to enter the office. They hoisted the man up from both sides; no matter how he thrashed or struggled, it was useless.

Before the man was dragged away, he glared at her, screaming curses.

“You little bitch! Where are you taking me! Let go of me! Let go of me!! I’m not sick! I’m not sick!!!”

She watched him coldly, the corners of her lips curving slightly as she said something to him that was utterly incomprehensible to him.

Her eyes lacking any emotion and so calm they were chilling would become his only nightmare from then on.

Watching her red lips slowly open and close as she stood before the office at the end of the corridor, her long hair fluttering, her coldness evoked an invisible terror.

“I will throw you into a forgotten mental asylum and watch your body rot away.”

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