Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth-Chapter 353: Who Sent You to Find Su Wanxin?

Su Qiang was blindfolded the entire way and had no idea where he was being taken. Eventually, Lin Rui dragged him into an elevator, and after a while, he heard Lin Rui say, "Brother Han, I’ve brought the man."

Fu Shihan, bored of waiting, was playing golf on the balcony. Hearing the commotion, he turned his head and walked slowly inside.

Su Qiang fell to the ground. Hearing Lin Rui call out "Brother Han," he didn’t dare move, an image of a gangster boss he had seen on TV flashing through his mind.

A man in his forties or fifties, with a beer belly, tattoos, and thinning hair.

He never expected Su Wanxin to be so ruthless, to seek out such people to completely finish him off, leading him to curse inwardly once again.

Lin Rui stood aside, reading Fu Shihan’s expression, and removed the blindfold from Su Qiang’s eyes. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

Su Qiang squinted, adjusting to the light, then looked at the man sitting on the sofa not far away, and was taken aback.

Fu Shihan was dressed in black trousers and a white shirt, without a tie, the top two buttons undone and sleeves rolled up to his elbows.

As Su Qiang looked at him, he also sized up Su Qiang. A handsome face, too young to be true, delivered a fatal blow to Su Qiang.

This motherfucker is Brother Han? Who are you kidding? Where’s the bald boss in his forties or fifties? Are they scaring me with an actor?

Su Qiang stared at Fu Shihan, his gaze sweeping over his impeccable features, his lean jaw, perfectly muscled shoulders, and long, straight legs.

The more he looked, the more he felt he was being duped.

Fu Shihan didn’t examine him as carefully, growing impatient after only two glances.

"Are you sure you’ve got the right person?" he asked coldly. Hearing Lin Rui’s affirmative response, he sneered, "Then it must be someone picked from a trash heap, otherwise, the difference wouldn’t be so huge."

Both surnamed Su, yet they looked worlds apart.

"The person who came with him, is everything taken care of?"

"Don’t worry, Brother Han, everything is arranged."

Fu Shihan nodded thoughtfully, letting Lin Rui remove the gag from Su Qiang’s mouth. Then he asked him, "Who told you to look for Su Wanxin?"

Su Qiang was stunned by the question, unable to respond immediately. After a long time, he finally spoke slowly, "No, no one told me to look for her, I came on my own."

Fu Shihan smiled. "Posting Su Wanxin’s phone number online claiming she is a call girl, did you do that too?"

Su Qiang: ...

"Printing hundreds of flyers, spreading rumors that Su Wanxin has an STD, was that your idea too?"

Su Qiang: ...

"Well, then you can’t blame anyone for your death." Fu Shihan’s smile gradually faded, and he spoke lazily. "Lin Rui, throw him out."

"Alright!"

"Ah, wait, wait a minute!" As Lin Rui made his move, Su Qiang immediately screamed out again in agony. "What do you mean throw me out? You are committing murder, do you understand the law? You’ll have to pay with your lives!"

"Hey, you’re lecturing us on the law?" Lin Rui laughed mockingly. He nudged Fu Shihan, asking him, "Do you know who this guy is?"

"...Who?"

"Don’t know but still fucking causing trouble, dumbass!"

Lin Rui slapped him across the head, dragged him up, and walked toward the balcony.

From the 36th floor, the view was infinitely beautiful.

As Su Qiang’s upper body leaned over the balcony, he immediately became terrified and started howling for mercy.

Lin Rui decided to have some fun, binding his hands and tying his feet with rope, then tossed him head-first over the balcony.

This bungee-jumping-like position utterly terrified Su Qiang, who peed himself on the spot, a substantial amount spraying his own face as the wind blew.