Senior's Trial of Love: Tool Person (90)

The old butler was the one who directly handled her arrangements for going abroad. Now that such a major accident had occurred, he naturally recognized the targeting by the Wang family and the Chen family.

"If we can seek help from the Shi family, this matter might not be entirely without a turning point."

Jin Yansi did not answer; she was focused on the economic and financial news. The media had already begun heating up for the Shen family's press conference. After that short news segment ended, she looked toward the old butler and slightly curled her lips.

"Instead of begging the Shi family—such a small clan—why not go beg the Shen family? Don't you agree?"

The old butler naturally understood this logic, but Jin Yansi was clearly very repulsed by Shen Qingchen. Although he didn't know the reason, he was sensible enough not to mention it. He hadn't expected Jin Yansi to take the initiative to suggest it today.

"The Jin and Shen families have long had a good relationship. Although the Jin family has unintentionally declined, the old friendship remains. They surely won't refuse the young lady's request."

"It's fine even if they refuse." Because she always had a way to make Shen Qingchen agree.

Jin Yansi curled up on the sofa, her fingertips fiddling with a small porcelain bottle, a meaningful smile playing on her lips: "Have the people been hired?"

A flash of hesitation and struggle crossed the old butler's eyes, but thinking of Jin Yansi's current situation, he suppressed his urge to advise her to stop: "They have been hired."

Jin Yansi's plan was simple and brutal: use the pretext of an apology to lure Xie An into a small alley, kidnap her, and then use her to threaten Shen Qingchen. Xie An hadn't replied to her invitation message, but Jin Yansi was not one to sit and wait for death. She knew Xie An had a class this afternoon, so she planned to wait at the entrance of her department.

Thinking of Chen Lili and Wang Hao, she tucked a knife and pepper spray into her bag before leaving. But unexpectedly, as soon as she stepped out of the apartment complex, someone covered her mouth and nose with a piece of cloth, and she immediately lost consciousness.

When she woke up, she found herself in a dilapidated warehouse, her hands and feet tightly bound, her mouth taped shut, thrown onto a dusty and muddy cement floor. The warehouse was very dark, seemingly without windows. After her eyes adjusted, she could only faintly see many wooden crates and messy tables and chairs around her.

Her face was pressed against the rough ground, her skin rubbed raw and painful. Her nose occasionally caught the smell of mold, making Jin Yansi's stomach churn.

"Creak——"

The sound of the iron door opening was particularly piercing in this silent room, followed by the sound of noisy footsteps. An old light bulb flickered with a dim light, casting mottled shadows on the white ceiling. Jin Yansi was blinded by the sudden light; she blinked for a moment and then looked toward the half-open door. Outside was pitch black; it was likely late at night.

The two people in the lead were Chen Lili and Wang Hao. Chen Lili's right cheek was still slightly swollen and red. Although she had used a thick layer of foundation to cover it, she couldn't hide her disheveled and pathetic state. However, she appeared relaxed, a smile on her lips, her hand fiddling with a small but exquisitely crafted, ornate dagger.

Jin Yansi recognized it immediately as the knife she had kept in her bag. She hated it most when others touched her things; even in this situation, she felt extremely repulsed by Chen Lili's actions, her eyes burning with a fire of rage as she looked at the other.

Chen Lili strolled up to her, the smile on her lips widening. Her wine-red high heel stepped firmly onto Jin Yansi's face, carrying hatred and jealousy, causing her skin to be scraped.

"You said it would hurt more to be stepped on by high heels, so I specifically changed into these. Wine-red, with heels both sharp and pointed, so that when blood splatters, it won't be noticeable." She spoke leisurely while using force to grind Jin Yansi's beautiful face, wishing she could immediately crush this vixen's skin.

A sweet, metallic taste gradually rose in Jin Yansi's throat. Her face was already swollen from being stepped on, and the mud and dust were driven deep into the wounds by Chen Lili's movements, causing bouts of bone-deep pain. She nearly clenched her teeth to suppress the groan about to escape, swallowing the mouthful of blood back down, staring at Chen Lili with eyes full of hatred.

Chen Lili was provoked by those eyes. She hated Jin Yansi's expression of forever looking down on others. Clearly, she was currently being stepped on like a maggot, yet she still dared to look at her like that! She gave one final, heavy stomp. Jin Yansi felt several of her teeth loosen, and the smell of blood in her mouth became even more intense, making her nauseous. But because her mouth was taped with many layers, she couldn't spit it out and could only swallow it in disgust.

Chen Lili grabbed Jin Yansi's hair, dragging her upper body up and throwing her hard against the wall. The back of her head hitting the wall made Jin Yansi dizzy, her pupils dilating for a moment. The blood in her throat could no longer be swallowed; it filled her mouth and then seeped through the tape, flowing down her chin. She began to cough violently, her body trembling and convulsing from the extreme pain, cold sweat on her forehead soaking the strands of hair sticking to her face.

Chen Lili felt incredibly excited by her painful appearance. She squatted down, grabbed Jin Yansi's head again, and with the other hand, pressed the blade of the knife against the bleeding wound on her cheek.

"Is it very uncomfortable? But what can be done? I haven't played enough yet. You're trembling like this; do you feel a bit cold?" Speaking to this point, Chen Lili put on a troubled look, then as if thinking of a very fun game, she leaned close to Jin Yansi's ear and whispered: "That's right, blood is warm."

Her wrist turned slightly, and the sharp blade cut deeper into the wound. The wounds that were about to stop bleeding now gushed with fresh red blood, standing out against Jin Yansi's fair skin, looking both tragic and eerie, easily stimulating the other's desire for abuse.

Wang Hao, who had been watching from the side, finally couldn't hold back anymore. He stepped forward quickly, pulling Chen Lili, who still wanted to continue the torture, away.

"My turn. You're playing too rough. What if you ruin her face and make me lose interest?" His words were like that, but the way Wang Hao looked at Jin Yansi burned with a more intense desire than usual.

Chen Lili curled her lip, silently cursing Wang Hao for being in such a hurry, but looking at Jin Yansi's pathetic state, she felt an indescribable joy. She didn't argue with Wang Hao and even thoughtfully moved the camera closer.

Wang Hao squeezed Jin Yansi's chin. Seeing that she was about to faint, he picked up a bucket of cold water he had prepared and poured it directly over her. Jin Yansi was jolted awake by the bone-chilling cold, the water entering her nose making her start to cough violently again. Not knowing if this weak and pitiful appearance had aroused a bit of Wang Hao's "pity for the fair sex," he showed great mercy and ripped the tape off her mouth. A large mouthful of blood, no longer obstructed, immediately sprayed out, staining the light-colored sweater she was wearing.

Wang Hao not only didn't find it disgusting but became even more excited because of the scene, his breathing becoming hurried. He lost his patience, his bloodshot eyes beginning to tear at Jin Yansi's clothes.