novelraw Chapter 407: Bound
Chapter 407: Bound
"I’m not deaf, do I need you to tell me?" The man known as Mang Ge tossed aside a watermelon rind, wiped his greasy mouth, and looked at her. "Xia Xiyan, right?"Oh no, are these people the kidnappers everyone talks about?
Xiyan shook her head furiously. "I’m not!"
"Still pretending, huh?" Mang Ge stood up. "You are Xia Xiyan, the woman Ou Jue treasures most!"
For some reason, hearing this now made Xiyan chuckle with a hint of self-mockery.
She then replied, "You’ve got the wrong person, thank you. I’m not the woman Ou Jue treasures anymore."
Another guy with purple-dyed hair smacked his lips and said, "Tsk, Boss, this woman’s pretty clever. She even knows how to throw us off with smoke and mirrors."
Mang Ge planted one foot on a chair like a proper thug. "Cut the crap. I’ll give you two options: call Ou Jue and have him come here personally to get you, or we kill you now! Of course, before killing you, we wouldn’t mind letting the bros have a little fun first."
Oh crap crap crap crap!!
Xiyan’s inner scream raged, but her expression remained calm and collected. "What relationship do you have with Ou Jue?"
"Enemies!" Mang Ge spat on the ground. "That arrogant rich brat and I have been at odds for ages. Today, I’m going to teach him a lesson!"
As he spoke, he stretched his hand to the side.
The yellow-haired and purple-haired lackeys looked blankly at him.
"Phone! You useless idiots!" Mang Ge cursed furiously.
"Oh, oh..." Yellow Hair quickly grabbed Xiyan’s phone, found Ou Jue’s number, and dialed.
The moment the call connected, Ou Jue’s agitated voice came through loud and clear. "Xia Xiyan, you still have the nerve to call me? Do you know I’ve been searching for you like crazy?!"
"Young Master Ou," Mang Ge spoke leisurely. "Your woman is in my hands right now!"
"Who the hell are you?!" Ou Jue’s voice instantly turned cold, radiating an oppressive aura.
"Who I am isn’t important. What matters is that Xia Xiyan is currently with us. Whether she lives or dies depends entirely on my mood." Mang Ge mocked.
Ou Jue’s sharp features darkened, his defined fingers gripping the phone tightly, his eyes icy. "I’m warning you, lay even one finger on her and I’ll make sure you wish you were dead!"
"Tsk, Young Master Ou doesn’t seem to understand who’s calling the shots here." Mang Ge sneered. "You’ve got twenty minutes to get to XX Street, number 22. Come alone. Don’t try anything funny. Xia Xiyan’s life is in your hands." Beep, beep, beep...
Without waiting for Ou Jue’s response, he hung up the phone.
Listening to the dead tone from the other end, Ou Jue slammed his fist onto the steering wheel. "Damn it!"
...
Mang Ge and his two underlings were playing poker while waiting for Ou Jue to arrive.
Xiyan, tied to a chair, tried to reason with them in a calm and detached tone. "Ou Jue has already fallen for someone else. I don’t mean anything to him now, so he probably won’t come. Only an idiot would come alone just to die for nothing. Honestly, you should let me go. Even if he still has lingering feelings for me and does show up, he’ll definitely bring reinforcements. When that happens, you’ll all be doomed."
"Why is a woman like you so damn annoying? Damn it, can’t even enjoy a game of cards in peace." Mang Ge threw his cards down in frustration.