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Chapter 12 You Owe Me a Life
Wen Ruoci hung up the phone, picked up her bag without hesitation and prepared to go out.

Li Fei quickly stopped her upon seeing this, "Ruo Ci, where are you going so late? Also, you don't want to eat?"

Wen Ruoci briefly explained, "He Ci is in the Wen family, he might take action against Mr. and Mrs. Wen."

Li Fei paused for three seconds, "Has he finally gone completely crazy?"

She was a little worried, "I'll go with you."

Wen Ruoci refused, her eyes were cold and cold, "If he really kills me, someone will be needed to collect my body. You can stay here. If something happens to me, you can help me collect my body."

Li Fei: "..."

It was around ten o'clock in the evening. There were basically no vehicles on the road. Only the street lights on both sides were still on. She almost drove at full speed to the Wen family's villa.

There were a few dim street lights hanging on the lawn outside the villa, and it was quiet and silent.

Wen Ruoci got out of the car. A gust of wind blew her hair into a mess. She paused for three seconds, then resolutely pushed open the iron door and walked in.

Compared to the lawn outside the villa which was as quiet as a grave, the house was quite lively.

Probably because there are quite a lot of people here.

In addition to Mr. and Mrs. Wen, there was also a housekeeper and three maids.

As for He Ci, he didn't come alone. He even brought a bodyguard with him today.

Wen Ruoci's scrutinizing gaze focused and fell on He Ci.

It seems that he won't end it so easily today.

She glanced around, sat down on the sofa opposite He Ci, and spoke slowly, "Since I'm here, can the irrelevant people leave?"

He Ci narrowed his eyes and looked at Wen Ruoci who was sitting opposite him. It was clearly him who threatened her and forced her to come over, so why did it feel like she was giving orders to him like a queen?

He sneered and refused to fulfill her wish. "Whether it's the opening or the curtain call, a play needs an audience. If there's not even one audience member, wouldn't it be a little too lonely?"

Wen Ruoci looked at him calmly, "If Mr. He really wants to make our affairs known to everyone, I have no objection, but I think if others really knew the inside story, you would be the one to laugh at them, right?"

Wen Ruoci's words seemed to have stimulated something in him. The man's face turned pale in an instant. He looked at the bodyguard beside him and said, "Drag all these people out."

The bodyguard was loyal to He Ci. He walked over and tried to drag Wen's father and mother out.

Father Wen's wrist was twisted by the bodyguard and he was in unbearable pain. He looked at Wen Ruoci and felt a little sorry, but he was more afraid of He Ci.

Especially now that Xiaoyou is still in the detention center, I don’t know what the situation is.

How could he dare to take the risk?

He quickly pulled Wen's mother and prepared to walk out. When passing by Wen Ruoci, Wen's father stopped and said, "Ruoci, you... be careful..." He paused here and said, "Don't blame us for not daring to stand up for you. Xiaoyou stood up for you, and you saw the result. He is now in the detention center and his life is uncertain. And, no matter what, we brought you back from the orphanage and raised you for so many years. Even if we have no credit, we have worked hard, right..."

Father Wen wanted to say something, but He Ci curled his lips and smiled, but coldly, "If you are so reluctant, then continue to stay as a spectator. Maybe we can still interact. By the way, one of your wrists is broken, do you want to break the other wrist too?"

Wen Ruoci patted the back of Wen's father's hand and gestured, "I know, I don't blame you, you can go out first."

Mother Wen was trembling with fear from the beginning to the end. When she heard what He Ci said, she quickly pulled Father Wen away.

"We're leaving now. We're leaving now."

Soon, only He Ci and Wen Ruoci were left in the room. Clap, clap, clap, He Ci suddenly stood up and clapped his hands three times, sneering and saying contemptuously, "Miss Wen is still as fickle as ever. I think you can't change your dissolute and mean nature."

"you……"

Wen Ruoci knew that nothing good could come out of He Ci's mouth, but these words were really too harsh. She could no longer bear it, so she raised her hand and wanted to slap him.

But before it landed on his face, the man grabbed his wrist.

The man's eyes became even colder, "Have you ever thought about what the consequences will be if you slap me in the face?"

Wen Ruoci looked at him, and he was also looking at her. The two of them exchanged glances, and Wen Ruoci suddenly pursed her lips, "Mr. He, they say hatred is the product of love. You look so jealous now, do you still love me in your heart?"

like? !

Wen Ruoci's words touched some sensitive nerve in him, and there seemed to be a storm in He Ci's eyes. Without thinking, he grabbed Wen Ruoci's wrist and walked towards her room.

Wen Ruoci rarely felt nervous, "What are you going to do?"

Ever since what happened that year, given He Ci's personality, He Ci would never touch her, she could guarantee it.

But he dragged her back to the room forcefully, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

She struggled to pull her wrist out of He Ci's hand.

But there was obviously a huge gap in strength between the two people, especially at this moment He Ci seemed to have lost his composure.

He Ci kicked open the door of her room and dragged her inside, saying disdainfully, "You actually think I still love you now? Do you always have such a good self-image? Or do you think I was too humble in front of you back then, so you can still have such fantasies now?"

"I think you need to sober up."

As he said that, he dragged Wen Ruoci into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Then a shower of cold water poured down from the top of her head, and she shivered all over.

I couldn't help but curse, "He Ci, are you crazy?"

Ah……

He Ci chuckled, "Haven't I gone crazy a long time ago? This is all because of you."

The cold liquid flowed freely between the two people. Wen Ruoci only felt that her clothes were all wet. The wet clothes stuck to her skin, and she only felt the coldness spreading from her skin to her spine.

Out of her survival instinct, she struggled hard.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

He Ci held her tightly, not letting her move.

In fact, He Ci was not feeling very well at the moment, but if someone could see it, they would find that when He Ci looked into Wen Ruoci's eyes, there was a determination and paranoia burning in his eyes that showed that the two of them would rather die together.

"If I let you go, who will let me go? You've done so many things and you still owe me a life. After doing all this, not only do you want to withdraw, but you also want me to let you go? Impossible! You're dreaming!"

He almost roared as he said this.

Originally Wen Ruoci struggled very hard, but when she heard the word "life", her nerves seemed to be hit by a huge rock. She calmed down all of a sudden and stopped struggling.

Let the cold liquid flow from head to toe.

(End of this chapter)