The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses
chapter-693

Chapter 693: A Million Times for You (55)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Ms. Xu Youran, you’re a mother-to-be too. May I ask how you’d brought yourself to attempt to take my life time and time again? Were you planning to watch my son become motherless?”

“I can’t outargue you. If you’re here to see how pathetic of a plight I’m in, you may leave after you’re done.”

In high spirits, An Xiaoning answered, “Of course I came to see how pathetic you are. I have to take a good look since it’s the last time I’ll be seeing you. I’m sure that even if you weren’t here right now, you’d be dying by my hands sooner or later. It’s only a matter of time. We’ve decided to be kind and spare you from a torturous punishment. How would you like to die?”

“Peacefully,” Xu Youran muttered.

“That doesn’t seem to suit you.”

“Didn’t you ask me how I wanted to die?”

“I did ask you that question, but I didn’t say that you’d be allowed to die in the way you prefer. How about slathering you in oil? At least there won’t be any blood or wounds.”

An Xiaoning turned around and said to Jin Qingyan, “How does that sound?”

“Great.”

An Xiaoning turned around to leave while Jin Qingyan followed closely behind.

The door was closed shut with a loud thud.

Youran felt her body turn to jelly, with her limbs, which were tied to the bed, being the only thing supporting her sluggish body.

She could sense that her death was near.

The fear sent shivers down her spine and caused her to shudder in terror.

At this very moment, Xu Youran was filled with immense regret.

If only she didn’t provoke Jin Qingyan and An Xiaoning at the start and remained in the Xu family as their obedient daughter, she could then have continued enjoying the clout of being their daughter and her real identity would never have been exposed. She would then have gotten to live life in peace.

Yet, she was blinded by her desire for revenge.

In the end, not only did she not get the revenge she wanted, but she also even landed herself in such a dire plight and was about to lose her life.

She only understood now that being alive was the most important and that material possessions, wealth, status, and power were only secondary.

However, it was all too late now.

There was no longer a chance for her to start afresh again.

Bam! The door, which had been slammed shut earlier, was flung open again, after which eight men entered.

Xu Youran turned as pale as a sheet at the sight of them and retreated back in fear. Keeping her body plastered against the wall, she yelled, “What are you trying to do!?!”

Fan Shixin entered the room and interjected, “Ms. Xu, what else do you think we’re going to do? We’re obviously not going to continue letting you enjoy staying here without paying rent. Enjoy your death.”

“No, I don’t want to die!”

It was only normal for one to be filled with immense fear when on the brink of death.

No one would be able to face death fearlessly.

Xu Youran’s struggling and resisting were proven to be futile. Soon, she was pinned onto the bed with her limbs tied to the four corners of the bed frame and a sheet of paper that was drenched in oil covering her face.

Her head was tightly restrained, not allowing her to move an inch at all.

She was initially still struggling with all her might. However, the oxygen she could breathe began to decrease gradually and she was soon deprived of it altogether.

She struggled hard to breathe, but to no avail since the oiled paper was covering her nostrils and mouth.

Xu Youran was in extreme discomfort, and she wanted badly to cry, but there were no tears.

She began to lose consciousness slowly, and several images began flashing through her mind. She recalled the times when she painstakingly tried to harm An Xiaoning, the time when her subordinate reported to her about throwing Chi Rui’er down a high building, as well as the time when she and Yuan Mingzhu were discussing Mrs. Jin’s death merrily…

Everything seemed like a blur now.

If she could have another shot at life, she wouldn’t be so calculative and bent on seeking revenge. She would just enjoy life peacefully…

But will there be another life?

Xu Youran had no idea; neither did she have the chance to ponder over anything else, for she was already on her very last breath.

“Chief, she has stopped breathing.”

“Okay, cremate her in secret and scatter her ashes into the river,” Fan Shixin instructed.

“Yes.”

Fan Shixin then left the basement and scurried toward Jin Qingyan and An Xiaoning, who were walking away.

“Young Sir, done deal.”

“Okay.”

“Boss, someone is calling you again!”

An Xiaoning whipped her mobile phone out from her bag, and a frown creased her forehead the moment she saw the caller display.

Pan Zhenghui would usually only call her for work-related matters.

“Bureau Chief Pan.”

“Xiaoning, are you busy lately?” Pan Zhenghui asked inquisitively.

“I’m very busy every day.”

“Here’s the thing. I don’t know if you’ve read about this on the news, but a team of archeologists from our country has found a coffin inside a cave that they chanced upon. They did not dare to enter the cave, and you came to their minds so they called the police station in a bid to contact you. Do you think it’s possible for you to go down and have a look?”

An Xiaoning knew that it was not something good.

“Why are they afraid to enter the cave? Could you tell me the exact situation?”

“Xiaoning, do drop by the police station if you’re free now. They’re here, and they’d like to meet you to talk about the situation in detail. We wouldn’t have dared to contact you if it was just a tall story. Why don’t you tell me your address and I’ll send someone to pick you up?” said Pan Zhenghui.

“I have my own car. Forget it, I’ll just make a trip down.”

Upon hearing her words, Pan Zhenghui answered gleefully, “Okay, okay, we’ll be waiting for you.”

After she ended the call, Jin Qingyan asked, “Did the police call you to assist in solving cases?”

“No, the archeological team found a coffin in a cave on a mountain that seemed spooky. They were too afraid to enter the cave and would like me to go down to the police station to assist them. I don’t really feel like getting involved in such matters,” An Xiaoning muttered.

“Leave them alone then, don’t wear yourself out.”

An Xiaoning strode out of the door and entered her car.

Jin Qingyan stood rooted to the ground and watched as her car left. Fan Shixin then said leisurely, “Young Sir, Ms. An seems to have mellowed her tone when speaking to you. You definitely have hope in courting her and winning her heart again. You have to step on it.”

Jin Qingyan shot him a glance and said, “I’m not in a hurry.”

“Huh? Why not?” Fan Shixin asked in puzzlement.

“You have to savor your favorite food slowly, mouthful by mouthful. If you wolf your food down too quickly, you might just risk choking to death.”

“…”

Once she arrived at the police station, Pan Zhenghui strode forward to welcome her. No one else in the police station could enjoy such treatment from him.

“It’s cold out here, hurry and get inside,” said Pan Zhenghui, rubbing his hands together.

“What exactly is going on?” An Xiaoning asked.

“They’re all in the office now, let them answer your questions.”

An Xiaoning followed him to the office and greeted the team of archeologists, giving each of them a handshake.

“I don’t have to introduce much. This is Ms. An. Xiaoning, they’re the national archeologists. Let them tell you about the situation in detail,” said Pan Zhenghui.