Reincarnation: The Sweet Wife Is A Miracle Doctor-Chapter 229 - 230: As If Plunged Into an Ice Cave

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Chapter 229: Chapter 230: As If Plunged Into an Ice Cave

"Cousin, what are you afraid of? There’s no one else here, and those outside are your lackeys. What could possibly happen?" Ni Jia spoke with impunity.

Upon hearing this, Ni Heng agreed. At worst, he could delete any surveillance footage later that shouldn’t have been left behind.

"You filthy scoundrels conspire to harm others and dare to throw mud at me. Aren’t you afraid of retribution?" Nianyang snapped back.

Ni Jia’s face stiffened, and she gritted her teeth, saying, "Shut up! The only reason I’m doing this is because you, this slut, seduced my man. I gave you a chance to leave Tingyan, but you wouldn’t listen!"

"Ayan is clearly my partner, when did he become your man? Ni Jia, if Ayan hears you say this, he’ll be disgusted." Nianyang said with disdain.

"Shut your mouth, you slut!"

Ni Jia was stung by the sneer at the corner of Nianyang’s mouth and, in a fit of rage, viciously grabbed Nianyang by the hair, her face twisted with fury,

"If it weren’t for you, Tingyan would have become my man. It’s all because of you, this vixen. You’re now already a captive; you’re not worthy of Tingyan. Only I am worthy of him!"

If not for entering the Weakness Period, Nianyang would have loved to ground Ni Jia into the earth, letting her taste her bull-like strength. But unfortunately, she was too weak now to resist, gasping in pain but unwilling to make a sound.

Even in the Weakness Period, her inherent resilience was stronger than most, and she wouldn’t show a hint of weakness in front of Ni Jia.

Not getting the satisfaction of seeing Nianyang struggle in agony, Ni Jia was enraged and yanked Nianyang’s hair, smashing her head against the wall,

"Gu Nianyang, who do you think you are? Do you think Tingyan will come to rescue you? Stop dreaming. He’s busy right now and has no time for you, so I warn you to be sensible and just confess, or I’ll kill you!"

"You’re the one who should confess. Why should I clean up your mess?"

"You’re asking for death. Whether you confess or not, you will confess!"

Nianyang’s body went limp, her head was knocked against the wall several times, and blood flowed down, but she didn’t make a sound, thinking, once I recover, I’ll make you pay back a hundredfold.

It was Ni Heng who, upon seeing Nianyang injured, hurriedly stopped,

"Ni Jia, that’s enough. It’s now forbidden to use violence. How will I explain this!"

As he spoke, the pager in his pocket suddenly went off. His expression changed immediately upon answering, nervously listening to the instructions from the other end. He shouted at Ni Jia,

"That’s enough, Ni Jia. The person in charge just called me and said Gu Nianyang is not to be touched. Didn’t you say she’s a country bumpkin? How could she alarm my superior?"

Ni Jia thought, could it be that Li Tingyan has arrived? Outwardly, she feigned confusion,

"I don’t know either, maybe it’s the He Family’s people who informed your boss?"

"Ni Jia, oh Ni Jia, your cousin is truly in deep trouble today because of you!"

Ni Heng slapped his thigh, his face dark and venomous, "No, when the person in charge arrives, seeing this situation, I’m done for. I must make this brat confess, only then can I have an explanation to get out of this. It seems I have to resort to extreme measures."

Saying this, he took out a stick, arrogantly waving it in front of Nianyang!

"Brat, you better confess quickly, or don’t blame me for being rude..."

Bam—

The iron door behind was suddenly kicked open with force!

A man in black whirlwinded his way in, urgency clear on his face. As his eyes landed on Nianyang, curled up on the ground with blood still seeping from her forehead, he emanated an aura of terrifying intensity.

Ni Heng, oblivious to the impending doom, demanded, "Who are you, entering here as if it’s your home? Believe it or not, I’ll have you arrested!"

"Ting, Tingyan..." Ni Jia instinctively released her grip on Nianyang’s hair, feeling as if she had fallen into an ice cave.