War of Roses: The Proud Tycoon，Please Surrender!-Chapter 317: What You Lost Is All Your Own Doing

Chapter 317: Chapter 317: What You Lost Is All Your Own Doing

Xiang Linghao said, "Don’t overthink it. They went to rescue her, and they will succeed. I’ve recovered now, but your sister is making a fuss, asking me to rest more. Once they bring her back, I’ll personally check on her, just to ensure there’s no danger. For now, keep this to yourself, don’t let your sister know."

Gu Yan is her best friend. If she knew she was kidnapped before fully recovering, who knows how worried she would be.

"I understand."

Both wore grave expressions.

No matter what, it seems Tang Yuxiu and Gu Yan always find themselves in trouble.

Tang Mubei left Xiang Linghao’s hospital room. As he walked, he sent a text to Xue Jiarui, then pondered and dialed a number.

A voice came through the phone, "Hello, this is the Criminal Investigation Unit."

"Guangzi, it’s Tang Mubei. Is your boss there?"

There was a pause. "Second Young Master? The boss is in the office. Are you looking for her?"

"No, I’m looking for the entire Criminal Investigation Unit. A friend of mine has been kidnapped. The initial assessment is that it’s by gangsters. I need your unit’s help to rescue her."

Although Tang Yuxiu rushed over, he went alone and in haste, without any preparation. If the kidnappers had guns, he wouldn’t stand a chance. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Besides, he hadn’t seen Qiu Ye for a long time... Even in this bad situation, seeing her and knowing she’s alright would be something.

Guangzi leapt up from his seat upon hearing this, "Tell me the location, and I’ll report to the boss right away."

"The abandoned factory in the West Suburb. My brother is on his way there now. I’m worried they have guns, so hurry."

"Got it."

After hanging up, Tang Mubei got into his car and headed to the abandoned factory in the West Suburb.

Guangzi burst into Qiu Ye’s office, "Boss, boss, new mission!"

Qiu Ye looked up from a pile of crime scene photos, "What’s the situation?"

"The Second Young Master just reported a case..."

"Second Young Master?" Qiu Ye frowned.

Guangzi nodded, "Yes, the very one you’re thinking of."

Qiu Ye was momentarily distracted and asked, "What case?"

"A friend of his has been kidnapped, apparently by gangsters. His brother is rushing there alone and fears the kidnappers have guns, so he asked our unit to help rescue her."

Qiu Ye frowned, stood up and asked while moving, "Where?"

"The abandoned factory in the West Suburb."

Guangzi spoke, walking out of the office with Qiu Ye.

"Get a team together to rescue them."

"Yes!"

...

Abandoned factory in the West Suburb.

Nie Rong, with a knife glinting coldly in her hand and a chillingly sarcastic smile on her face, slowly approached Gu Yan, step by step.

Gu Yan grew increasingly panicked, yet she tried hard to repress her fear, not wanting Nie Rong to see her weakness.

Nie Rong sneered coldly, "Are you scared? If you’re scared, scream. What’s the point of holding it in, how uncomfortable. Scream and let me hear your pitiful, terrified voice."

Gu Yan gritted her teeth, "You psycho!"

"Psycho or not, it doesn’t matter. As long as I can get revenge on you, torment you, make you wish for death, being a psycho is irrelevant."

Gu Yan gritted her teeth with hatred but was helpless.

She struggled violently to break free but was powerless, her eyes helplessly watching as Nie Rong drew closer.

The icy knife danced in front of her eyes, Nie Rong’s expression that of a demon. Gu Yan felt cold all over, her blood freezing.

"Nie Rong, think carefully. If you dare do something to me, you won’t get away with it!"

She had no idea if Tang Yuxiu would find out about her disappearance and confront Nie Rong over it, but she was sure Yan Shuo wouldn’t.

Yan Shuo wasn’t the type to mess around. If he knew she’d been hurt, he definitely wouldn’t spare Nie Rong.

Gu Yan was thinking of Yan Shuo, while Nie Rong thought she was using Tang Yuxiu to threaten her, and her fury grew.

The knife pressed closer to Gu Yan, almost touching her stomach. She gasped, pulling her stomach in.

"Don’t think that because Tang Yuxiu protects you, you can be fearless! This time, no matter who backs you, it doesn’t matter to me. I will torture you. Why should you get the best while I lose everything?"

Unfair! What was so good about Gu Yan!

Her family background, her education and skills, none of it was better than hers!

Why must Tang Yuxiu like her!

Why would he treat her so cruelly for her!

Why!

Nie Rong was so unwilling, so full of hatred and jealousy!

"What you’ve lost, you brought on yourself! You have no right to complain."

Nie Rong twisted with anger, "Then let me show you the outcome I brought upon myself!"

The knife’s tip inched toward Gu Yan’s stomach, her face magnified in Gu Yan’s pupils.

Gu Yan felt the tip pressing against her stomach, a faint pain emerging.

Nie Rong’s smile was cold and eerie. She moved closer, whispering, "Tell me, what does it feel like when the knife slowly, slowly enters your body?"

Gu Yan strained to break free, not answering Nie Rong’s question. Nie Rong answered herself, "I think it’s much more fun than simply stabbing in. Imagining that scene is exciting."

Gu Yan spat, "Psycho!"

"You’ve said that before. It doesn’t matter to me."

Gu Yan couldn’t break the restraints, and as Nie Rong delayed the finishing blow, she was in agony. She would rather Nie Rong end it swiftly, one cut and be done.

In desperation, she thought of provoking Nie Rong to achieve her goal.

"Nie Rong, if you dare do anything to me, Tang Yuxiu won’t spare you! You vicious woman, Tang Yuxiu will never give you a second glance, will never like you. Even if you threw yourself naked onto his bed, he wouldn’t be interested in you. You’re that useless, you’ll never get Tang Yuxiu’s heart! You envy me, you hate me, all because you’re useless! Tang Yuxiu is mine, even if you kill me, he’s still mine. You have no chance! Stop dreaming!"

Talking about Tang Yuxiu provoked Nie Rong’s hysterical anger. Gu Yan’s words stabbed at Nie Rong’s weakest and most desperate points.

Sure enough, Nie Rong’s grip on the knife tightened with bulging veins, her face twisted ferociously.

"Gu Yan, you’re courting death!"

Nie Rong’s voice had a fierce determination, and Gu Yan’s heart sank. Suddenly, a severe pain hit her stomach, nearly knocking her unconscious.