Chapter 160: A Third Party Steals Her Husband
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Yuan Qiaolan gazed intensely at Gu Qingcheng.
After a while, she retrieved her phone from her designer bag and placed it in front of Gu Qingcheng.
She issued a warning to Gu Qingcheng, “You’ll regret it if you provoke me.” Gu Qingcheng picked up Yuan Qiaolan’s phone and examined it closely.
On the phone, there was a set of photos depicting Yuan Qiaolan captured and imprisoned in a grim, dark room, reminiscent of the one where Chu He had imprisoned and tormented her.
“I’ve been interrogated about your whereabouts,” Yuan Qiaolan remarked while lighting a cigarette. “Did your lover, Qi Shaoze, send someone to apprehend me? Or was it your husband, Huo Sicheng?”
Gu Qingcheng didn’t anticipate that Yuan Qiaolan had been detained. She responded truthfully, “I don’t know who took you into custody.”
Yuan Qiaolan’s eyes gleamed with malice. “Do you even believe what you’re saying? You were rescued, and I was captured!”
Gu Qingcheng wasn’t intimidated by Yuan Qiaolan’s threats. Her demeanor turned cold, and her voice became steely. “If we’re discussing money, remember that I was tortured by Chu He until I lost consciousness and was even thrown off a cliff. If you want money, you need to ensure my safety. You didn’t do that.”
“What?” Yuan Qiaolan was taken aback. “You were almost thrown off a cliff?”
Gu Qingcheng narrowed her eyes. “You didn’t know about this?”
Yuan Qiaolan realized that she had underestimated Chu He and was furious. “Damn it, that wretch Chu He promised me she would treat you well, but she actually reneged and tried to kill you! If you die, I’ve protected you in vain, and you won’t receive a single penny!”
Gu Qingcheng didn’t expect Yuan Qiaolan to believe her. Wasn’t she afraid that Gu Qingcheng was lying? However, there was no point in lying now that she had already escaped. As long as she was alive, she had to deliver the money to Yuan Qiaolan. This was the reason Yuan Qiaolan believed her.
“It seems you’re insignificant compared to Chu He,” Gu Qingcheng taunted Yuan Qiaolan to provoke her. “Indeed, Chu He hails from a wealthy family, so why would she pay attention to a commoner like you?”
Yuan Qiaolan heard the disdain in Gu Qingcheng’s voice and grew even angrier.
“What kind of wealthy lady is Chu He? She’s just a lowly mistress who stole someone else’s husband. I know more than you about how she infiltrated the Gu family and married Gu Tianhao. She…”
She nearly disclosed something she shouldn’t have, but her voice suddenly trailed off.
“Are you trying to extract information from me?” she scoffed. “My lips are sealed. You won’t get anything out of me. As long as you provide the money and serve me well, I’ll reveal everything you want to know when I’m in a good mood. Otherwise, even in death, I’ll carry those secrets to my grave, and you’ll never discover the truth.”
Underneath the table, Gu Qingcheng clenched her hands into fists. The ten fingers that Chu He had pierced with steel needles into her nails throbbed with pain. This pain ignited a bloodthirsty rage within her.
She wanted to kill Yuan Qiaolan, but not now. She could only be threatened once and countless times. She wouldn’t be foolish enough to let Yuan Qiaolan control her life for half her life, like Chu He.
Just as Huo Sicheng had taught her, if she didn’t have the confidence to finish him off in one go, she shouldn’t make a move. She would endure until the right opportunity presented itself. She would uncover the truth about her mother’s death and exact revenge on Yuan Qiaolan with her own hands!
“You’ve misunderstood me. I wasn’t trying to deceive you,” Gu Qingcheng said with a laugh. “I merely stated that Chu He is an affluent woman. She looks down on commoners like you for pestering her. Those were your own words.
How can you accuse me of deceit?”
Yuan Qiaolan’s expression immediately soured.
She had heard Chu He mention Gu Qingcheng before. Gu Qingcheng appeared harmless, but she was a cunning and ruthless woman. She couldn’t be underestimated. Even a scheming mistress like Chu He was under her control, and she didn’t care about a young girl like Gu Qingcheng.
Now that their identities were exposed, Gu Qingcheng no longer needed to pretend. She sounded gentle, but there was an underlying sharpness in her words, asserting her dominance.
However, regardless of how formidable Gu Qingcheng appeared, as long as Yuan Qiaolan possessed the truth, Gu Qingcheng would have to bow to her.
“Qi Shaoze is both your lover and your husband,” Yuan Qiaolan demanded. She composed herself, and her eyes glinted with arrogance and firmness. “You owe me an explanation! Whoever apprehended me and damaged my reputation must personally apologize to me. Otherwise, there’s no need to discuss the next step between us.”
Gu Qingcheng didn’t anticipate Yuan Qiaolan to pose such a challenging question. Qi Shaoze had never revealed himself when Gu Qingcheng was assaulted by Chu He or saved her. He didn’t even realize she was injured when she asked him to take her to his home.
It was undoubtedly Huo Sicheng who dispatched individuals to apprehend Yuan Qiaolan. Combined with their previous conversation, where Yuan Qiaolan mentioned her confinement in a dark room, it was clear that Yuan Qiaolan was keeping her lips sealed.
Indeed, it was impossible for her to threaten Chu He for so many years with her lack of secrecy.
But who was Yuan Qiaolan to make her husband, Huo Sicheng, admit his mistake?
Dream on!
“Sister Yuan,” Gu Qingcheng sweetly changed her way of addressing Yuan Qiaolan, making Yuan Qiaolan feel at ease. As a woman in her sixties who spent most of her time at beauty salons, she loathed the thought of aging.
Gu Qingcheng, on the other hand, appeared to be trying to soothe her, but her words carried a sharp warning. She advised her not to push too hard if she wanted to lay her hands on the 800 billion yuan.
She had no intention of yielding to Yuan Qiaolan’s threats. Her expression remained calm, as if nothing had happened.
“Sister Yuan, do you understand what 800 billion signifies?” Gu Qingcheng took a small sip of her coffee and continued, “800 billion isn’t a simple figure to throw around. If converted into physical currency, your entire house wouldn’t be able to accommodate it.
“Furthermore, inheriting such a fortune takes time. A lawyer can only provide an estimate of the timeframe. The 800 billion isn’t in cash; it consists of tangible assets. Selling these assets takes time and isn’t as straightforward as buying groceries at a market. You can’t simply pick items, scan a code, and make a payment. I’ll inherit it first and then find a buyer, which also involves setting up the entire process. Therefore, I can’t give you a precise answer.”
Yuan Qiaolan was on the verge of fainting upon hearing Gu Qingcheng’s explanation. She wasn’t foolish; after extorting money from Chu He to start a business, she understood that business dealings were not straightforward.
This was 800 billion, not 8 yuan!
“One month,” she conceded, pulling back from Gu Qingcheng.. “One month should be sufficient for you to handle everything, right?”
