Chapter 445: The Old Place
“Baby, are you satisfied now?” Yao Mingjun passed the phone to Chen Ting.
“This wretch finally gets what she deserves,” Chen Ting said, feeling a twisted pleasure as she looked at the photos of Ding Yue being abused.
“After tonight, you’ll never see this person again,” Yao Mingjun darkly smiled, adding emphatically.
“I want to see this wretch with my own eyes. Photos aren’t enough,” Chen Ting whispered, draping her arm around Yao Mingjun’s neck.
“Why bother seeing someone who’s about to die?” he retorted.
“No, I want to see her miserable,” she pouted.
At this moment, Yao Mingjun shivered with delight. He lay on top of Chen Ting, sighed, and said, “Join me for a bath, and I’ll agree with you.”
“Okay, when we get back, I’ll serve you well, I promise you’ll enjoy it,” Chen Ting murmured, nipping at his earlobe.
At her words, Yao Mingjun’s heart pounded. This woman was indeed a devil who consumed men whole.
“I’m going to be sucked dry by you,” he smirked, then picked up his phone to dial Huang Mao’s number.
“I have received the photos. I want to see her. After I see her, I can transfer the money to you,” Yao Mingjun said straightforwardly as the call connected.
“Yao, you’re being unreasonable. That’s not what we agreed upon, you said you’d pay after seeing the photo. Why are you changing your mind?” Huang Mao complained.
“Don’t you realize this increases risk for both of us?”
“Five hundred thousand isn’t a small amount. I need to verify the goods. As soon as I see Ding Yue, I will transfer you the money immediately,” Yao Mingjun replied.
Huang Mao put the call on speaker. Ding Yue heard everything.
She nodded at Huang Mao.
“Give me a few minutes, I need to think,” Huang Mao said.
“Okay.”
After hanging up, Huang Mao looked at Ding Yue, puzzled by her nod.
“If we’re going to play this game, let’s play it to the end. I don’t believe that I have such a deep grudge with him to warrant him wanting to kill me. I’m curious about what this man who wants to kill me will say when he sees me,” Ding Yue spoke with a bitter smile.
She was truly confused. Wasn’t it just a dismissal from his administrative post? Was it necessary to go to such an extreme?
“I’ll call the boss and see what he says,” Huang Mao said, then dialed Dai Qiang’s number and reported the situation.
Upon hearing, Dai Qiang snorted, “Do as Miss Ding wishes. Arrange to meet Yao at the old place on Huai’an Road.”Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.
Since you’re delivering yourselves to death, I’ll oblige, he thought. According to Xiao Shun, he had planned to get rid of Yao Mingjun anyway. Now the opportunity was perfect.
After hanging up with Dai Qiang, Huang Mao called Yao Mingjun.
“Half an hour later, 167 Third Avenue. Call when you get there, someone will pick you up. After this deal, I’m never doing business with you again. You’re too much trouble,” Huang Mao said resignedly.
“Alright, talk to you later,” Yao Mingjun said, a satisfied smile on his face.
…
The area around 167 Third Avenue was a small, soon-to-be-demolished village, very old. The residents were all out-of-towners seeking their livelihood in Stillwater, a mix of all types.
After ten o’clock in the evening, the number of pedestrians on the street had significantly decreased. The street was dirty and messy, with garbage and dirty water everywhere. They were in one of the secluded alleys.
Yao Mingjun drove Chen Ting to the mouth of the alley and called Huang Mao.
About five minutes later, a burly man in black came over and knocked on the car window.
They followed him into the alley after getting out of the car.
They quickly arrived at a courtyard. The black-clothed man pushed open the door and walked in.
Yao Mingjun and Chen Ting looked at each other. To be honest, they were both elites of society and seldom stepped into such places. They were understandably nervous, but since they were already here, they had to press on.
Inside the courtyard was a two-story white building. It was somewhat unusual compared to the six or seven-story buildings around it.
Walking into the living room, besides Huang Mao and the burly man who had led them, there was a young man with a rugged face, Dai Qiang.
“You must be Mr. Yao?” Huang Mao greeted, grinning.
“That’s me. Where is she?” Yao Mingjun asked, feigning calm.
“Mr. Yao is quite impatient. Well, I hope you’ll be just as eager totransfer the money after seeing her,” Huang Mao chuckled. “Come with me.”
They followed Huang Mao into a suite off the living room, while Dai Qiang and the burly man stayed outside.
Upon turning on the light, they saw Ding Yue tied up and huddled on the floor, her hair disheveled and her mouth sealed tightly with tape.
One must say, Ding Yue’s acting was spot-on, especially those eyes filled with resentment.
“Is this the woman?” Huang Mao asked, dragging Ding Yue to her feet and pushing her towards Yao Mingjun and Chen Ting.
“Yes, it’s this wretch,” Chen Ting said, her face blooming with a triumphant smile.
“Can we have the money now?” Huang Mao asked.
“Can I talk to her for a few moments?” Chen Ting asked.
“Once the money is in our account, you can even kill her if you want,” Huang Mao said, turning to Yao Mingjun with a smile.
Without another word, Yao Mingjun took out his phone. He had already transferred a deposit to Huang Mao when he ordered the assault on Ding Yue, so he had the transfer record.
“Is it the same account as before?”
“Yes.”
Quickly, Yao Mingjun transferred five hundred thousand to Huang Mao’s account through online banking.
Huang Mao received a message alert, checked it, and then dropped Ding Yue back on the floor. “Well done, please proceed,” he said with a smile.
Chen Ting knelt beside Ding Yue, looked at her indifferently, and said, “You were so arrogant, weren’t you? You fired me twice, how does it feel now? Continue being arrogant.”
Ding Yue looked up, her eyes full of contempt as she stared at her.
Chen Ting reached out and ripped off the tape from her mouth. “Before you die, say whatever you want.”
“Is this why you…” Ding Yue’s gaze shifted to Yao Mingjun.
“And you, the reason you want to kill me?”