The Tycoon's Enchanted Mermaid

Chapter 155: Chapter 155: Making a Big Fuss

Wan Jinlong was thrown to the ground, his legs trembling uncontrollably as he knelt and prostrated, too scared to utter a single word of plea.

Long Qi spoke gravely, “Third Young Master, that Mr. Lu has escaped. He’s armed, and he’s got quite a number of people with him. This villa has a hidden passage in the backyard; however, when we chased after him, we didn’t see Miss Ade. She should still be in the villa.”

Qin Yu let out a sigh of relief. From the start, he had instructed Long Qi to block the exit outside the villa, planning to catch their enemy in a trap tonight. He hadn’t expected that Lu Yuan could run so fast, like a turtle with legs.

The crafty rabbit has three burrows, and this mansion, with as many rooms as a hotel, clearly showed the dirty dealings carried out after the auction events. They really had no shame engaging in such seedy business.

Tang Bufan squatted next to Wan Jinlong, reached out to grab his hair, and pulled him up, “A grown man acting like a pimp, where are they? Spill it.”

“I…I don’t know, Third Young Master. I was just a errand boy. Mr. Lu only instructed me to hold the auction, I really don’t know anything else…”

“Third Young Master, please forgive this insignificant person’s past offenses…”

“Liar!” Tang Bufan slapped him across the face.

Wan Jinlong’s mouth and eyes were bleeding, two of his front teeth broken completely, talking with a whistling sound. Lu Yuan had only asked him to arrange an auction to lure Qin Yu, never did he know that Lu Yuan was after Qin Yu’s woman, turning the situation this dire.

He was being thrown under the bus; originally he wanted to flee as soon as the auction started, but who knew Qin Yu would surround the villa.

He didn’t have the key to the secret passage, and damn it, Lu Yuan really didn’t treat him like a human. Wan Jinlong regretted not having seen it coming.

Qin Yu walked over and stepped on his head, his face as dark as a demon from hell, making even Wei Lan a bit frightened. He had never seen Qin Yu like this, it was terrifying.

“Thi…Third Young Master… mercy…”

Wan Jinlong’s ear and nose bled from the pressure, he didn’t dare move, his hand gripping the carpet, continuously begging for mercy as a suffocating sensation of impending death whitened his eyes.

He was on the verge of becoming a bloody mess.

Wei Lan stepped forward, pressing down on Qin Yu’s shoulder, “Third Young Master, it’s urgent to find the person, we can settle the score with these shrimps later.”

Capital City wasn’t like foreign countries, the law was strict. It wouldn’t be wise to kill Wan Jinlong here with so many people watching in the villa.

Suddenly, noise came from ahead where Long Jiu had found something. Qin Yu stepped off and hurried over, with Wei Lan and Tang Bufan exchanging glances before quickly following.

Wang Qingyi was anxious downstairs, not understanding why Qin Yu had suddenly surrounded the villa, having heard that the woman he brought had gone missing.

How ridiculous, mobilizing such a force over a mere woman. Had he gone mad?

People around were whispering, but thankfully, there was no lack of food and drink in the banquet hall. Despite a little annoyance, people were more interested in watching the drama and enjoying the spectacle – a scandal involving Qin Yu was rare, indeed.

“Rumors say she’s gone missing. How can a living person just vanish? Maybe she’s run off with someone?”

“Who can compete with Qin Yu in Capital City?”

“Love is an unpredictable thing, maybe the girl already had a boyfriend? Tonight, she finally found a chance to run away for love, otherwise why would Master Qin be so furious, sealing even the villa exits?”

“Oh my God, that’s quite an exaggeration, isn’t it? You’ve watched too many silly idol dramas. Maybe she just got lost. Be careful with your words, or you might bring trouble upon yourself.”

“…I was just saying, look, you took it seriously again.”

“Sigh, who knows what’s happening. I really want to go up and see, seems like a big deal.”

“Go up where? Just stay put, you don’t want to get caught up in the commotion.”

In a dim corner, Zhong Xiao’ai’s hand tightened around her wine glass. She recalled the scene she had witnessed upstairs not long before; she had been bumped into, spilling red wine on her skirt, leading a waiter to take her upstairs to change.

After changing into her clothes, she left and inadvertently witnessed something; she hid around the corner and saw a girl in a pink dress being dragged into a room. She clearly remembered the face that flashed by—it was the girl by Qin Yu’s side.

That truly startled her.

Zhong Xiao’ai wrestled with her thoughts. Dragged into a room by a man, nothing good could come from it.

Perhaps it had already…

Zhong Xiao’ai felt a tinge of happiness in her heart because the doting and adoring way Qin Yu looked at the girl was like arrows piercing her heart, shattering her pride and confidence built over many years. She did not want to admit defeat.

She had always been the brightest gem, both domestically and abroad. No man she wanted to win over had ever failed her; even the prince of Country Y had fallen head over heels for her, and she rejected him because she knew his infatuation was just a whim. It didn’t matter; she was just toying with him anyway.

Who was nobler than whom? It was never serious to begin with.

The Zhong Family did not set their sights on a powerless prince from Country Y; their goal had always been the Qin Family. As a child, it was Qin Xiu, and as an adult, it was Qin Yu, mainly depending on who would become the family patriarch.

Zhong Xiao’ai had always favored Qin Yu; he was inherently more excellent than Qin Xiu, so it was inevitable that he would take over as the Qin Family Patriarch.

Before she returned to the country, she was full of confidence, thinking that even if there were numerous difficulties, she wouldn’t be utterly defeated. There was no one by Qin Yu’s side, and she was confident in becoming his number one.

Sadly, life does not always go according to one’s wishes.

Zhong Xiao’ai was lost in thought, her elbow leaning on the bar, lifting the glass to her lips. The cold champagne slid down her throat, bringing her a moment of clarity.

Whether by force or consent, as long as it had happened, she believed no man in the world could remain indifferent. Even if Qin Yu still liked her, there would always be a thorn in his heart.

This might just be her chance.

But…

It shouldn’t be like this. Deep down, Zhong Xiao’ai’s sense of morality reproached her for her thoughts at this moment. Perhaps as a girl, she knew well how such matters could ruin someone.

Despicable tactics, Zhong Xiao’ai disdained.

Better to give Qin Yu face instead.

Putting down her glass, Zhong Xiao’ai looked up and headed directly towards the stairs. Wang Qingyi, seeing her actions, puzzled for a moment, then immediately grabbed Shi Mingfang and followed.

…

The man sat on the edge of the bed, his body covered in blood. His white bathrobe had been stained bright red. His long fingers clutched the quilt fiercely, sinking into it, leaving trails of blood.

His head bowed low, his back arched like a tightly drawn bow, seemingly in great pain. The room was filled with his moans, like a wounded beast pierced by a spear.

Ah Da was terrified; she didn’t know what had happened. She had hit him just now, he had grabbed her hand, and the next second he fell to the ground, his chest covered in bloody wounds as his skin split open, and she could even hear the sound of skin tearing apart.

It was as if his skin was too small to contain his entire skeleton and flesh, being forcibly torn apart.

Ah Da had never seen such a horrific scene and was so frightened for a moment that her delicate features turned pale, and her legs went soft.

When she came back to her senses, her first instinct was to run to the window. Her foot was suddenly grabbed, and Ah Da lost her balance, crashing hard onto the floor. Fortunately, the carpet meant she wasn’t hurt too badly.

The bloodstained hand gripped her ankle tightly, and Ah Da kicked fiercely in fright while frantically pushing his shoulders, “You… let me go…”

The girl’s struggle and cries made Lu Jing grunt. He was just worried that Lu Yuan hadn’t left, and that she would walk right into danger by going out.