Chapter 1474 - Zhang Hui, an Old Flame? (1/2)

“Ahh—” Ning Shuqian screamed as she was shoved mercilessly onto the ground. Her knees, elbows, and palms were all scraped, causing fresh blood to trickle out. Tears welled up in her eyes from the pain.

The house was as hateful, tiny, humid and pungent as the one in her memory. The dim yellow light shone onto Ning Shuqian’s body, but it only made her feel colder. Her fear grew stronger at the look of her surroundings.

The door creaked and was shut tightly. There was a click as it got locked.

She was finally aware of how miserable she was.

Just then, Ning Shuqian felt as if her icy-cold body was trapped in place by an unknown influence. She began to tremble and looked up subconsciously. The man dressed in black was standing in front of her and staring down at her.

The thin glass walls of the light bulb reflected the light which pierced her eyes. She was blinded momentarily and could only see the dark silhouette of the man. He was not very tall, and she could not see his features clearly.

The dark figure in front of her looked ominous.

Ning Shuqian’s heart beat wildly in fear. “Who… who are you?”

Hearing her question, the person slowly squatted down in front of her. “Ning Xiaoqian, don’t you know me?”

The person had an unpleasant voice laced with coldness and venom. His voice was hoarse, one that was a result of many sufferings.

“How…” How do you know my old name?

She swallowed her words. “Ning Xiaoqian, are you talking about me? Excuse me, I am Ning Shuqian. You have the wrong person.”

Ning Shuqian forcefully suppressed her fear, but her voice was still sharp and trembling. She looked up at him and was blinded by the light once again. She shut her eyes instinctively and turned away from that uncomfortable glare.

Ning Xiaoqian—

This was her name before she met Wen Haowen. It had accompanied her for eighteen years since she was born. It represented her dirtiest, ugliest, poorest and pathetic days.

After she worked with that person, she got a new identity under his arrangement. It was impossible for anyone to know her past identity.

How did he know?

The terror grew greater and greater in Ning Shuqian’s heart.

The man squatting in front of her and slapped her viciously, then said, “Ning Xiaoqian, I did not get the wrong person. You know better than anyone, stop acting.”

The sound of the slap reverberated around the dark room. It was sharp and clear.

“What do you want from me?” The pain from the slap numbed all her senses. She blinked frantically and tried to focus on the person in front of her.

No matter how hard she pondered, she did not know who this man was. Why did he know her old name? What sort of grudge did he have against her? Why did he lure her here? What was he going to do to her now?

Ning Shuqian’s fear had reached its peak.

“Who am I?” The man mocked coldly. Suddenly, he grabbed Ning Shuqian’s face tightly and pulled her forward, forcing her to face him. “Did you get a clear look now?”

At this point, Ning Shuqian’s vision finally cleared up. The face in front of her became clearer too.

He was skinny, and his eyes were filled with darkness. On his protruding cheekbones, there was an ugly huge scar that stretched from the bottom of his eyes to the corner of his mouth. The thick, black scar brought out his cold and murky eyes, making him look extremely scary.