A single sentence seemed to hurl Yan Xia into hell in an instant.
From start to finish, Lu Qianzhou knew everything. It was all under his control, yet he had said nothing, always hiding the truth from her while secretly manipulating everything.
At first, he had only wanted to use her to deal with Fang Jiangyi and Wang Keding. She had approached him on her own initiative when she was defeated.
Later, when he said he liked her, it was to pave the way for his revenge on Cheng Hua. Firstly, to win her heart and restrain Cheng Hua. Secondly, as he had said, nothing was more satisfying than personally slaying one's enemy.
So, was this his ultimate goal?
She couldn't accept it.
In the past six months or so, Lu Qianzhou had given her too many unforgettable memories. So many firsts in her life: her first love, her first plastic surgery, her first trip to Provence, and her first time giving her whole body and soul to a man.
Her joys and sorrows, her love and hatred were all intertwined with his. She had been at his mercy, constantly watching his face, exhausting all her enthusiasm.
Yan Xia's face turned as pale as paper. She couldn't utter a single word. She waved away Jiang Yue's hand and staggered out, turning around.
There were bodyguards standing guard outside the restroom. When they saw Yan Xia coming out, they blocked the passage and stopped her.
"Let her go," Jiang Yue's clear voice came from inside.
Only then did the bodyguards let her pass. Yan Xia strode out. There were many people gathered outside the restroom. Perhaps they had heard that someone had been blocked here. All the onlookers had been driven away, so they had come to watch the show. There were also mall staff communicating with the head of the bodyguards.
Yan Xia didn't want to hear or see anything.
All she wanted was to find Lu Qianzhou immediately and get to the bottom of things. If he had only used her and never had any feelings for her, she would turn around and leave. She would spend the rest of her life atoning for her sins with Cheng Hua, begging for his forgiveness, and would never entangle him anymore.
Wen Liang, who had been waiting outside the crowd, finally saw Yan Xia come out. He stepped forward anxiously.
"Miss Lu, you're finally out. Are you okay?" He had even been about to call in reinforcements and rush in to rescue her. Seeing that she was okay, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Yan Xia's gaze gradually focused.
"Where is Third Brother now?"
Wen Liang replied, "He should be at the company at this time."
"Take me to see him. Right now."
She got in the car with Wen Liang and headed straight for Changling Company.
She was so nervous that she didn't notice that the car was going in the wrong direction.
From the moment she got in the car, Yan Xia stopped talking. She just stared out of the window, biting her right thumb tightly to relieve her anxiety.
The beautiful memories between Lu Qianzhou and her were like a deadly poison, slowly corroding her body and invading her internal organs. She felt extremely sad, and more than that, she felt guilty towards Lu Qianzhou. Why had she never noticed his mood swings?
Regardless of whether Lu Qianzhou had really been using her, at least during the days she had spent with him, he had never hurt her. Instead, he had always protected her.
It wasn't until the car stopped that Yan Xia came back to her senses and looked out of the window. It was a strange place, desolate and extremely remote.
"Wen Liang, I told you to take me to see Third Brother. What are you doing bringing me here?" Yan Xia was confused.
Wen Liang took a deep breath and looked back at Yan Xia.
"I'm just following orders."
"What do you mean..." Yan Xia felt a sudden sense of unease. She reached for the car door handle. "What are you going to do? Did Third Brother tell you to bring me here?"
Wen Liang's state today was very different from usual. This was a desolate place, and in the recording that Jiang Yue had played, Lu Qianzhou had once said that he wouldn't let them go...
So... she suddenly realized something.
As she said that, she suddenly pushed open the car door and tried to run out with one foot. However, someone grabbed her neck and pulled her back. A sharp syringe was stabbed into her body from behind her neck, and a cold liquid was injected into her body. Her vision became blurred.
Wen Liang's face was swaying in front of her eyes, looking extremely cold. Just before she lost consciousness, Wen Liang's cold voice came from above her.
He said, "I'm sorry, Miss Lu."
An overwhelming chill swept over her, making her feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
Yan Xia was in a state of unconsciousness. She didn't know how long she had slept or where she was.
Wen Liang had just carried her into an old, abandoned warehouse. It was a desolate place, and no one would find her here in a short period of time. The warehouse was very damp. Water was dripping from the corners of the ceiling, and there were many lush, unknown plants growing in the corners.
Wen Liang threw Yan Xia into a room. There were two discarded but relatively dry quilts and a bed in it. He locked her hands and feet with iron chains, and the other end of the chains was handcuffed to the bed frame. Then he threw her onto the bed.
Yan Xia had a very long dream. In the dream, the No. 3 Bridge jointly built by Shengshi and the municipal government was completed. A ribbon-cutting ceremony was held beside the bridge. As the project manager, she came forward to speak, and everyone congratulated her.
Suddenly, she saw Lu Qianzhou standing on the bridge. He reached out his hand to her and called her over.
Yan Xia obediently walked towards him and put her hand into his palm.
But Lu Qianzhou let go of her hand and turned around to walk to the shore. Yan Xia heard a rumbling sound. She looked down and saw that the newly built bridge had started to collapse. It was falling faster and faster. In an instant, it had fallen apart and become a ruin.
She ran desperately from the shore, trying to reach Lu Qianzhou. Just before her hand touched him, she stepped on thin air and fell headlong off the bridge into the bottomless abyss!
Yan Xia trembled all over and broke out in a cold sweat.
She opened her eyes, but her vision was still blurry, as if covered by a thin veil.
She got up from the bed. There was a stinging pain in the back of her neck. She subconsciously reached out to touch it, but heard the rattling sound of iron chains from her hands and feet.
She looked down and saw that her hands and feet had been chained at some point.
Yan Xia's face changed. Her mind hadn't fully recovered from the discomfort. But following this train of thought, she gradually remembered the injection Wen Liang had given her before she lost consciousness, what Jiang Yue had said to her, and Lu Qianzhou.
Yan Xia frowned. Was it Lu Qianzhou's order that had brought her here?
She struggled hard to break free from the iron chains on her hands, but finally found that it was impossible.
All she could see was this shabby room. She had no idea where she was. What would she face next? The unknown fear made her feel uneasy.
"Wen Liang, come out! Why did you bring me here? If it was Third Brother's order, then please tell him for me that no matter what my father did wrong in the past, I'm willing to make up for it with all my might. No matter what he wants, I'll try my best to do it."
The warehouse was empty. There was only a faint echo. No one answered her.
Yan Xia was on the verge of a breakdown. "Come out!"
Lu Qianzhou couldn't possibly want to starve her to death here.
The coldness was creeping up from her feet. Perhaps it was because she had exhausted too much energy. She was in a very bad state. Her head was dizzy, and she might faint at any moment.