A second chance with my billionaire husband

Chapter 1792 - 408: Disobey the Order, All Must Die

"Yun Ya, you... why...?"

"Stop pretending." Yun Ya snorted coldly.

The man struggled to hold himself up, finally collapsing to his knees with a thud, looking at Yun Ya with a heartache.

"That glass of water..., did you drug me?"

Yun Ya shifted her sitting posture, smiling: "You’re not Brother Yan."

A tone of certainty.

Her gaze held a deep murderous intent.

"Yun Ya, what’s wrong with you?" The man looked at her with pain and desperation, struggling to stand, but found his body weak and unable to get up.

"You’re talking to me with Brother Yan’s face, it makes me sick." A scalpel mysteriously appeared between Yun Ya’s fingers, she stood up and walked over step by step.

Squatting in front of the man, she raised his chin with the tip of the knife, scrutinizing every angle.

"It’s really similar... those eyebrows, that nose, how much effort did you put into the plastic surgery?" Yun Ya sneered, "Spending so much effort to trick me, I fear your purpose isn’t so simple, is it?"

The man shook his head: "Yun Ya, what are you talking about? I am your Brother Yan, how can you not recognize me...." Such an aggrieved and heartbroken tone.

Yun Ya curved her lips and slashed the knife tip, a bloody cut instantly appeared on the man’s cheek.

The man grunted, blood sliding down his chin.

"First, although you’ve masked your own scent, Brother Yan has his own unique smell. Coming out of the lab, I’m particularly sensitive to scents."

As Yun Ya finished speaking, the man’s pupils suddenly contracted.

Yun Ya let out a cold laugh.

"Second, did you not investigate before impersonating someone? Brother Yan, with his military background, sits like a pine stands like a bell, and you? Your small movements are excessive, don’t insult my Brother Yan, you’re unworthy."

The man’s face finally showed some cracks...

"Third." Yun Ya moved the knife tip to his right shoulder, her gaze calm yet eerie, her lips curling into a gentle smile, "Brother Yan has a bite mark left by me, he said it’s my imprint on him, he wants to keep it for a lifetime, this secret... only the two of us know...."

With Yun Ya’s gentle whisper, "Pfft", the knife plunged into the right shoulder, Yun Ya didn’t even blink.

The man groaned, his face turning pale.

When he raised his eyes again, his eyes flashed with mocking and icy cold light: "I hate... smart women the most."

"Sorry, my only flaw... is being too smart." Yun Ya gripped the handle of the knife, twisting it violently, the man let out a low roar, veins bulging on his neck and face.

"Tell me, who sent you here?" Yun Ya asked coldly.

The man bit his lip fiercely, raising his head to look at Yun Ya with a wicked smile: "Aren’t you very smart? Why ask me?"

"Won’t talk? Then I’ll peel your skin off layer by layer, wearing Brother Yan’s face, it truly makes me nauseous."

Yun Ya pulled out the knife, aiming at the man’s face.

"Wait." The man suddenly spoke.

The knife tip halted just millimeters from the man’s skin.

"If you kill me, you won’t walk out of this room alive."

Yun Ya’s eyes narrowed slightly.

"So what?"

The man’s gaze fell on the bowl on the table, Yun Ya followed his gaze: "There’s a sedative in it, you’re not aiming to kill me, just planning to take me away quietly, those people won’t kill me, at least, my life can be guaranteed, but yours... not so sure."

Once again exposed, the man seemed a bit angry: "You’re wrong, do you really think we wouldn’t dare kill you?"

A woman in black slipped in from the balcony, aiming a gun at Yun Ya’s head.

The woman in black approached step by step, "Don’t move, or I’ll kill you."

Yun Ya raised her eyebrows slightly, "Alright, I won’t move."

The woman in black approached the man, pressing the gun to Yun Ya’s head, helping the man to retreat step by step.

"Take her away." The man coughed and spoke.

"But you’re already...."

"Don’t worry about me, it’s the master’s order." The man clutched his chest, blood flowing profusely.

"If he doesn’t stop bleeding, he’ll die from excessive blood loss soon." Yun Ya reminded.

"It’s all because of this woman... I’ll kill her." The woman in black’s eyes hardened, suddenly chambering a round, aiming the gun at Yun Ya’s head.

"Hold it." The man growled, coughing violently, raising his hand to cover the gun barrel.

"Boss...."

"Do you intend to defy the master’s order?" The man snapped.

"If she dies, we’ll all be buried with her."