Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress
chapter-1475

Chapter 1475: The Truth Behind Yuya’s Disappearance

Back then, she intentionally hid her background from Wen Haowen. After she got together with Wen Haowen, her identity was already changed to Ning Shuqian. Although she was a commoner with an unclear background, it was still clean.

Although Wen Haowen knew about Zhang Hui and that Yuya was his daughter, Zhang Hui’s background at that time was wiped clean with the help of that person. When people investigated Zhang Hui, they would just think he was a normal hooligan and nothing else.

Zhang Hui—

This name was a nightmare to Ning Shuqian. He knew her dirty background and her ugly past. It was a critical blow to her.

If this were all exposed and found out by Wen Haowen, with his harsh personality, he would never continue to be together with her. By then, she would not be able to make use of him and continue with the entertainment city project. Her last bit of value to that person would be gone and she would be abandoned. Thinking of Shen Mengting’s plight, Ning Shuqian began to tremble.

Only at this point did Ning Shuqian know what it meant to be terrified.

Zhang Hui viciously squeezed her face, contorting Ning Shuqian’s beautiful face under his grasp. “Why… am I not dead. Are you disappointed?”

Zhang Hui looked at the face in front of her. She was gorgeous and looked as if she was only 27 or 28 years old. He, on the other hand, despite only being three years older than her and being 45, looked old and haggard like he was 54. He felt a sort of hatred rise up in him.

Ning Shuqian’s face hurt from his hold and tears trickled down uncontrollably. “I’m… I’m not, you… you left for over twenty years without a word… I thought… thought that you were dead.”

Ning Shuqian was scared of Zhang Hui.

Back when she was with him, she knew better than anyone how cruel he was. Later on, Zhang Hui even killed a man in front of her. At that time, he took a knife and stabbed that other hooligan as he was pinned onto the ground. Blood spilled everywhere as that man was pierced full of holes. Zhang Hui’s face, body, and hands were drenched in blood. She hid under the bed and held her mouth shut, refusing to make a single sound out of fear. His cold-blooded and violent appearance was still deeply imprinted in her mind until today.

Zhang Hui’s grip around her face tightened and his fingers buried deep into her flesh. “I think you wanted me dead! Aren’t I right, Ning Xiaoqian!” He gritted his teeth and glared at the woman in front of him with hatred in his eyes. “Oh! Right, you are no longer Ning Xiaoqian. You are Ning Shuqian, the wife of Wen Corporation’s CEO Wen.”

Zhang Hui’s strange and sinister words sent shivers down her spine.

He had killed a man for this woman and had to escape. Ever since then, he had to live a life of hiding and escaping. He lived like a ghost and was at the bottom of the hierarchy in order to avoid people’s eyes. It was so tough that he even had to pick up trash from the bin to eat. Meanwhile, this woman… brought his child into a wealthy family and led a life filled with riches on his darkest days.

If he had not met a powerful man and returned quietly to the capital city, he would have never found out about this.

“You…” Ning Shuqian was unable to speak. She could feel the intimidating pressure from Zhang Hui and was afraid of provoking him.

Zhang Hui even killed a man before. There was nothing he would not do.

Zhang Hui suddenly released Ning Shuqian’s face. He caressed her delicate skin that she had taken care of with his rough palms. “Say… should I call you Xiaoqian like in the past or Madam Wen?”

Seeing Ning Shuqian’s terrified and pale face, Zhang Hui was gleeful. He had escaped for over twenty years and lived like an old rat. His life was cold, dirty and dark. He had to eat rotten food and lived in a tiny, cramped house. All of these had made him twisted.

When he saw the beautiful makeup on Ning Shuqian’s face, her luxurious clothes and exquisite jewelry, the anger in him burst out.

Although his movements were gentle, those rough and calloused hands caused the skin on her face to hurt. “I… Ah Hui, I really didn’t know you were alive. When you left, I found out that I was pregnant with your child. Yes… where’s Yuya? Were you the one who kidnapped Yuya? She’s our child…”

Looking at that ugly scar on his face, she was frightened. That sort of violence, she had already witnessed it in the past when he killed a man. There was no doubt that if he were unhappy, he would kill her.

She was afraid to die, so she had to walk around eggshells with him.

As such, she made use of Yuya to lower his guard. After all, Yuya was Zhang Hui’s only daughter.

Zhang Hui smiled coldly at her. “I know Ning Yuya is my daughter.”

Ning Shuqian was willing to give birth to this daughter not because she wanted to, but her body at that time was not suitable for an abortion. Otherwise, both lives would be lost. The doctor had recommended for her to do it after four months. Later on, Ning Shuqian met her old flame Wen Haowen.

Ning Shuqian then made use of the baby in her womb to trigger his male chauvinism. She guilt-tripped Wen Haowen and they ended up together.

Ning Shuqian looked at Zhang Hui in shock. “Since you know Yuya is your daughter, why did you kidnap her?”

Ning Shuqian looked at his expressionless face and knew immediately that her plan to use Yuya to lower his guard would not work.

Zhang Hui said nonchalantly, “When did I kidnap her? Since she’s my daughter, it’s only right for her to come with me. Now that our Zhang family only has her left in the bloodline, she has to be the successor. As for the ten million yuan I asked from you, it’s my compensation for killing that man for you, and for all my sufferings in the past twenty years.”

Back then, he killed a man for Ning Shuqian. He only ended up in this plight because of her. Without him, Ning Shuqian would have never been able to marry into a rich family. Now that she was enjoying her wealth, how could he stand still and watch as she enjoyed it all by herself?