My Scheming Little Devil

Ye Lu snorted, "Even being in jail is better than being dead now. He’s not a fool."

"Scum, this is torture, it’s illegal."

"Ha, you commit illegal acts and yet you don’t allow others to do the same. Ridiculous. You’re stubborn even with death looming over your head?". Ye Lu didn’t hold back at all and slapped her, her mouth going askew. Spare her the screaming and shouting.

People like these could only be kept in check with violence.

"Come on, start confessing details about your crimes and her orders." Ye Lu coldly told the man.

The man felt this woman was too fearsome. Moreover, the bodyguards surrounding them had guns. They weren’t easy to anger, therefore he dared not stay silent.

Ye Lu had it all recorded and made a call to Ling Yan: "I have caught both of them. We can’t allow Third Young Master Jun to react, so Yang Yue can proceed with the lawsuit now. Please arrange for the fastest procedure. We want to put this matter on trial in the shortest possible time."

"You’re indeed swift and decisive. Rest assured, I can arrange this."

Ye Lu put down the phone, finally breathing a sigh of relief. Finally, she could enforce the law against Bai Sijia.

Bai Sijia’s face turned ashen. This woman was rapidly cornering her into a dangerous place. She was probably going to be interrogated before Third Young Master even realized she was missing. After all, he was always indifferent towards her.

"Take them both away and to a different location." This place wasn’t safe; Ye Lu directed the bodyguards.

With a bang, the door of the rented room was kicked open. At the entrance, stood a tall, cold figure like a chilling nightfall. Even from a distance, his oppressive aura was palpable and intimidating.

Ye Lu gasped, absolutely not expecting Third Young Master Jun to appear here.

He was wearing a black coat, looking like a demon descending from the heavens. His handsome face carried a hint of gloom and impatience, seemingly losing patience for this game that Ye Lu was playing.

"King, save me, please, save me." Bai Sijia saw a glimmer of hope in her despair. Amidst the tears and joy, she cried out desperately.

Ye Lu’s face turned cold, she turned and ordered the bodyguards: "Grab her."

A few bodyguards immediately aimed their guns at Bai Sijia, who then froze in place.

Simultaneously, a cold gun was pressed against Ye Lu’s head. Her long eyelashes trembled, her face instantly turned pale, her lips devoid of blood.

She looked up incredulously at the man holding the gun – Third Young Master Jun, standing close to her.

Even if she held no expectations for him, the unexpected cold muzzle of a gun held against her temple, brought on an onslaught of heartache and trembling fear...unbearable emotions she couldn’t suppress.

Because the man she once loved could now point a gun at her, threatening her life.

"Order them to drop their guns." Third Young Master Jun commanded.

"No..." Ye Lu’s pale face was firm, determination resonating in her voice.

Third Young Master Jun frowned: "Do you think I won’t kill you, thus you feel fearless?"

"How could I be so narcissistic? When you play the game, you play the price."

She laughed bitterly, self-mocking. Her tone was gentle, yet it carried a strong and piercing determination.

"Do you think I will bow down to you in everything? I’m about to avenge my child, at such a critical moment, how could I allow you to come and destroy everything? My strength may be inferior to yours, but my will won’t lose to you!"

Seeing her stubbornness, Third Young Master Jun furrowed his brows deeper.

"I could blow your brains out in 0.01 seconds."

Ye Lu scoffed: "Are you flaunting your gun skills to scare me?"

"No, I just want to tell you, no matter how strong your determination, it can’t resist a bullet."