Jing Yiran was trying hard to search his brain for any clue but failed.

  He knew that Lu had another identity. He had always suspected it.

  He was sure that he had seen Lu somewhere before, but he just couldn’t remember where!

  “I have seen you before. Who on earth are you?!”


  Jing Yiran’s voice shivered slightly, probably in fright or because he was naked.

  Lu said, “It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is that you must tell me where you put the contract and the declaration? If you don’t, your manhood will be ruined, and then I will destroy your arms and feet, cut your ears and take out one of your eyes. What do you think?”


  Jing Yiran felt dread creeping inside his heart. His handsome face turned completely pale and he had no expression on it other than fright. He no longer looked arrogant, instead, was as docile as a doll in front of her.

  “You…… you are not human! I will tell you everything, just let go of me!”


  For the first time in this entire year, he suddenly realized that Mu Qing’s needles had lost their effect. He was a normal man now.

  But Jing Yiran was not happy at all!

  He felt as if he was being raped by Lu, very humiliating!

  This was not what he wanted.

  Jing Yiran spoke through clenched teeth. “I have given the declaration to Yang Muyan. She is probably gathering the media right now to make the announcement. The contract is inside the bank. Apart from me, no one else can take it out.”


  Hearing the truth from him, Lu stopped what she was doing, took out her cell phone and called Jing Zhongxiu.

  Jing Yiran, who felt the sexual desire shoot up inside him due to her hand on his organ, was halted halfway, making him feel even more miserable. The pain on his arms and thighs was so much that he wished he could faint.

  He believed that it was worse for him to be at the mercy of Lu than at Jing Yichen and Jing Zhongxiu.

  What on earth had he done in his previous life so that he had to be tortured by Lu in this way?

  Jing Yiran laid still on the floor and listened to Lu’s conversation with Jing Zhongxiu over the phone.

  “Uncle Jing, the declaration is with Yang Muyan and the contract is at the bank. Jing Yiran might have to take it out in person, so I won’t kill him now. But he is already at the edge of death. Don’t be heartbroken! Oh, yes, Old Lady was here half an hour ago but I knocked her out, too. She will be fine, except that she may feel a headache for a couple of days.”


  Hearing that Mo Lan was knocked out by Lu, Jing Yiran got so annoyed that he wanted to hit her.

  After Lu hung up, he bellowed furiously, “No matter who you are, never ever touch my grandma! She is an old woman and can’t stand your torture.”


  Lu stared at him and sneered. “I had thought that you have no human left inside you. You used me because I was nice to you, you took Shangguan Ning, the pregnant woman as a hostage, and you felt no sadness after your mother died. What makes your grandma so special that you want to protect her?”


  Only now did Jing Yiran realize that Lu could speak harsh words, even harsher than him.

  He was in a disadvantageous position in front of Lu. He was nothing compared to her, who was strong and skilled at guns. He even couldn’t beat her at arguing!

  Lu had no weakness, except for her split personality.

  Jing Yiran didn’t think that it was plain bad luck when he lost to Lu. It had been he, who misjudged his rival and overestimated his own charm.

  But, would he sit still and wait for death?

  That was impossible!

  Jing Yiran was laughing inside his heart. If he had not been fully prepared, he would not have taken the risk to make use of Lu to take Shangguan Ning as the hostage!

  Lu, wait and see who would laugh in the end.

  I have never been so humiliated in my entire life. You are a dead woman!

  Lu may not have any weaknesses, but she was not entirely invulnerable. She would turn into an innocent girl as long as the environment turned quiet and that would make the plan work smoothly.

  Lu could not see through Jing Yiran’s idea, nor would she care even if she did.

  She found the gauze, bent down and wrapped up Jing Yiran, in case he bled more and died.

  Soon, Jing Zhongxiu’s doctors came to take out the bullet from Jing Yiran’s thigh.

  Lu watched the whole process standing next to them. He had no way of getting away. But she needed to stay vigilant in case anyone came to help him.

  She had seen Jing Yiran’s body, and touched every part, hence she felt no shyness when she saw him lying naked on the bed.

  After the doctor checked the wound and prepared for the operation, he was just about to inject the anesthetic when Lu spoke all of a sudden, “No need for anesthesia.”


  Jing Yiran, who had been going through so much pain, looked belligerent. He wanted to throw Lu into flames.

  “That’s enough, Lu! People can die out of pain without anesthesia when the bullet is taken out. Haven’t you tortured me enough today? Give me the anesthetic!” Jing Yiran bellowed at the doctor.

  But the doctor was Jing Zhongxiu’s man and he didn’t listen to what Jing Yiran said. Without hesitating, he took the blade and cut open Jing Yiran’s body, ready to take out the bullet.

  Jing Yiran let out a painful cry and passed out, not being able to stand the pain any more.