681 A Million Times for You 43 (1/2)

There was only a tiny and extremely narrow window and a concrete iron door.

In a corner, there was also a small door, presumably to a toilet.

She sat on a bed made of cement, which was laid with dirty bedding.

Everything before her felt like a hallucination.

Her head swayed; she closed and opened her eyes, but what she saw before her remained unchanged.

She had obviously been on her bed at home, but why was she here now?

Pinching her own face to check if these were all real, she felt a sudden pain overwhelming her.

Who had imprisoned her here then?

Xu Youran thought of Yuan Mingzhu's death and was instantly gripped by fear.

She moved her hands to her stomach, which was bulging slightly. She got down from the bed and went to the door, calling out for someone. But nobody replied. She still did not give up and called out a few more times. Yet, there was still no answer, nor were there any sounds of footsteps.

Xu Youran was absolutely terrified. She was unsure of what she would be facing.

She continued to walk back and forth in the room until the sky outside the window had turned dark and the room had become pitch black.

Only then did she sit down by the bed, on tenterhooks.

She thought about it carefully and concluded that the person who captured her here could only be either Gu Beicheng or Jin Qingyan.

Between the two, it was difficult to tell which one it was.

But after analyzing it in detail, she could still guess which one of them had a higher likelihood of being the culprit.

It was more probable that it was Jin Qingyan rather than Gu Beicheng.

If it was Jin Qingyan, Xu Youran was all prepared. To save her own life, she could stoop to a low level by begging him to spare her on account of them being half-siblings and by insisting on her innocence regarding Mrs. Jin's death.

That way, she should have a chance of keeping her own life, right?

But deep down, she was still not confident.

She was extremely unsure.

Just as she was being overwhelmed by all sorts of thoughts, there came the sound of footsteps approaching. There was more than one person.

Xu Youran listened carefully and had her hands gripping onto the sturdy bed. The lights suddenly came on.

Having grown accustomed to the dark, the sudden shine of the lights was glaring to her eyes.

She narrowed her eyes and looked toward the door.

The door was opened, and a few figures entered, one of them being Jin Qingyan indeed.

Xu Youran sat there and stared at him. She asked, ”Why did you bring me here? What do you want?”

Jin Qingyan's brows were furrowed tightly, and he looked at her in a frustrated manner, remarking, ”You already know the answer, do you still have to ask me?”

Xu Youran said past clenched teeth, ”I've done nothing against my conscience. I don't know what exactly this is about.”

”You're playing dumb?” He darted a cold glance at her. ”I've long wanted to do something to you. I've waited this long because I wanted to find a suitable opportunity. Your husband's gone overseas today and will only be back in a few days. I can make you suffer these few days, what do you think?”

Xu Youran stood up from the bed and simply kneeled down. ”Brother, please spare me this once.”

This act of hers surprised Jin Qingyan. However, it was a pointless one. Toward this sister, the guilt and familial bond he had was completely destroyed and had turned into hatred.