The Time-Limited Love and Marriage
Chapter 175

Chapter 175: Chapter 175

After Jiang Moxi said this, the faces of those men with swollen noses and bruises were nearly twisted in anger.

And some, overcome by their emotions, suddenly burst into tears with a loud "wah."

Really, do they sound like they’re reasoning with people?

If they hadn’t been beaten up, who would want to shine a little lady’s shoes for no reason?

Especially sewing backpack straps, that’s just not human work.

In just a few minutes, their fingers were pricked full of holes.

Of course, they also suggested that they pool money to buy Jiang Moxi a luxury backpack as an apology.

But Jiang Moxi wouldn’t have it; she insisted that they sew her backpack exactly the way it was before, or she would keep on tormenting them in every other way possible.

However, when they were crying their eyes out and wanted to tell Fu Youhan and the others about their miserable experiences, Jiang Moxi swept over them with another icy glare.

So the men didn’t dare make a sound.

The person responsible for stitching up the backpack hurriedly handed the finished product to Jiang Moxi.

"Is it to your satisfaction?" he asked as he finished sewing.

Jiang Moxi took the backpack and glanced at the neat stitching.

When she saw bloodstains still on it, Jiang Moxi’s brows furrowed.

The man was so frightened that he nearly got down on his knees, trembling.

Fortunately, Jiang Moxi was not too nitpicky and put the backpack on: "It’s passable, I guess."

Only then did the man breathe a sigh of relief, silently thanking Buddha, Guanyin, as well as Jesus and the Virgin Mary for their protection.

Seeing the men’s reactions, Fu Youhan knew there was a lot of bluff in what Jiang Moxi said.

But at the moment, he was more concerned about Jiang Moxi’s safety.

So after checking her up and down to make sure she had no injuries, Fu Youhan didn’t press further.

Then his eyes fell on a woman whose hair was chopped messy, making her look almost like a madwoman.

If it weren’t for Jiang Moxi’s mention of the word "Miss Luo," Fu Youhan would hardly associate this dirty, disheveled woman on the ground with the usually glamorous and well-dressed Luoxia.

After examining Luoxia for a few moments, Fu Youhan said, "Chi Jing, take these two away. I have something to discuss with Miss Luo."

Years of tacit understanding allowed Chi Jing to know instantly that when Fu Youhan said "these two," he meant Jiang Moxi and Ling Ye.

So, Chi Jing immediately moved to take the two of them away.

But Jiang Moxi didn’t budge.

She was quite worried that Luoxia would tell Fu Youhan about her fighting, which might lead him to make some connections.

But when Chi Jing saw her hesitate, he gestured with a "Please": "Miss Jiang, Third Master Fu will handle everything."

Jiang Moxi hesitated for a moment but eventually followed Chi Jing.

Because she knew, even if she stayed, Fu Youhan would still talk to Luoxia, and there was no way she could prevent it.

So in the end, Jiang Moxi left with Chi Jing as well.

Once the three of them were gone, Fu Youhan’s subordinates immediately closed the huge door of the abandoned factory.

Another subordinate brought Luoxia in front of Fu Youhan.

Luoxia had been fighting off a bunch of men to keep her hair from being completely shaved off, and she was already so exhausted that she was gasping for air, almost at the brink of death.

So even when she saw Fu Youhan arrive, she didn’t have much of a reaction.

Fu Youhan sat in his wheelchair, looking down at Luoxia from above.

"What were you planning to do with Jiang Moxi?" he asked.

Luoxia was still panting, but upon seeing her hesitating to speak, Fu Youhan’s subordinate grabbed her shabby short hair.

Luoxia, in pain, had no choice but to speak, "She rashly meddled in my relationship with Si Lin; I just wanted to teach her a lesson."

"Moxi had no intention of getting involved in your relationship. She didn’t even know the house belonged to Si Lin. Hence, Miss Luo, your actions were downright out of line."

Although Fu Youhan was sitting in a wheelchair, his whole being exuded a distinct nobility and elegance that others could not imitate.

This was the first time Luoxia had come into such close contact with Fu Youhan, and the air that flowed around seemed thinner because of him, making it hard to breathe.

This man’s powerful aura made Luoxia momentarily lose her ability to speak.

And Fu Youhan did not even wait for her to speak, turning his gaze directly towards the group of men with bruised and swollen noses, "What did she instruct you to do to Moxi before?"

The men with bruised faces recognized Fu Youhan, aware that this was the notoriously ruthless Third Master Fu.

If they had known that this matter would provoke Third Master Fu, even if they were lent a hundred times more courage, they wouldn’t dare take on the job.

Hence, they could only hope to be completely honest for a lighter punishment, to see if Third Master Fu would spare their lives.

"Miss Luo instructed us to toy with Miss Jiang and to record a video, to use as leverage against Miss Jiang..."

"Shut your mouth!" Luoxia furiously rebuked.

Because she saw that when Fu Youhan heard this, a smile emerged on his handsome face, but that smile was bone-chillingly cold.

"Miss Luo, it seems you like to have a hold on others? Why don’t you try and see how it feels to be under someone’s control?"

Fu Youhan was still smiling, his flawless handsome face somehow looked unsettling.

Luoxia also vaguely realized what Fu Youhan wanted to do to her, and said anxiously, "Nothing has happened yet, right? Besides, Jiang Moxi wasn’t harmed and instead turned me into this ghastly mess!"

"If she had been harmed, your entire family would have already joined her in a mass funeral."

Having said this, Fu Youhan then looked towards the men he had spoken to earlier.

"Carry out on her what she ordered you to do to Moxi. Do a good job, and I might spare your lives!"

With Fu Youhan’s word, the men started rolling up their sleeves and moving towards Luoxia, with someone bringing out the equipment they were fiddling with earlier, ready to record.

At that moment, Luoxia was nearly scared out of her wits.

"No, you can’t do this to me!"

As Luoxia retreated, she also yelled at Fu Youhan.

"Jiang Moxi isn’t your niece to begin with; does Third Young Master really need to go this far for her?"

Luoxia dared to make a move on Jiang Moxi because she had investigated before and confirmed that the granddaughter of the Fu Family who changed her surname with her mother carried the surname Ling, not Jiang.

At this time, Fu Youhan picked up a cigar and placed it in his mouth, his subordinate promptly stepped forward to light it for him.

Through the hazy smoke, the man’s detached and forbidding dark eyes glanced at Luoxia.

"Indeed, she is not my niece, but she is my woman..."

Meeting Fu Youhan’s eyes filled with malice, Luoxia finally felt terror.

She began to beg for mercy, to confess.

But Fu Youhan, without sparing her another glance, let Chi Jing come in to take care of the aftermath, while he maneuvered his wheelchair to leave.

Before long, Fu Youhan, Jiang Moxi, and Ling Ye met outside the abandoned factory.

"Let’s leave first, Xiao Ye, go start the car."

"What about Uncle Chi Jing and the others, aren’t they leaving?" Ling Ye asked with a puzzled face.

Jiang Moxi was also curious, looking at Fu Youhan, wanting to know what he had discussed with Luoxia and how he would deal with her.

But Fu Youhan only glanced at her, "They are in charge of cleaning up. After all, Miss Luo’s hair has become such a mess; naturally, we should help her out and send her home."

Hearing that Fu Youhan wanted to smooth things over, Jiang Moxi thought that the way of handling it wasn’t bad, considering she didn’t lose out this time, and Luoxia’s hair was ruined by her.

But for some unknown reason, there was still an empty feeling somewhere in her heart.

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