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Chapter 460: She should make you guys happy

Chapter 460: She should make you guys happy

Zhuang Yu’s voice dripped with malice as she continued her dreadful confession, "You see, Qin Yan, if you had eaten that cake at Old Master Xi’s birthday party, which I had laced with poison, you would have died, and I would have made sure that the blame fell squarely on Nie Mianmian."

The revelation was like a chilling dagger through the heart, and Qin Yan’s eyes now conveyed a potent mix of disbelief, and a dawning realization of the sheer evil that lurked within her captor.

The room felt suffocating as Zhuang Yu’s cruel intentions hung heavily in the air, casting a pall of dread over their surroundings. Qin Yan had become privy to the depths of Zhuang Yu’s malevolence, and the gravity of her situation weighed on her like a nightmare that refused to end.

Zhuang Yu’s voice dripped with a venomous mixture of frustration and resentment as she continued her disturbing narrative, each word heavy with malevolence.

"That little bastard," she sneered, "he saved you from death by eating that cake."

The morning light, which had seemed so benign, now took on an eerie quality as it filtered through the factory’s broken windows, casting elongated shadows that danced ominously across the room.

As the chilling truth about Zhuang Yu’s intentions and actions came into sharp focus, Qin Yan’s eyes blazed with a newfound fury. When she came to know that her little baby was in danger because of the woman in front of her, Qin Yan’s normally composed and collected demeanor gave way to a surge of anger that burned fiercely within her, even as she remained bound.

Zhuang Yu’s callous admission sent shockwaves through the already tense atmosphere of the abandoned factory. Her words, heavy with malice, were a chilling reminder of the depths of her vindictiveness.

"I was somewhat happy," Zhuang Yu confessed coldly, "that at least my plan would take the life of that little bastard."

Qin Yan’s eyes, still burning with anger, now carried a mix of disbelief and outrage.

"However," Zhuang Yu said with a chilling sense of resentment, "you, Qin Yan, managed to save that little imp."

Zhuang Yu’s voice wavered with a bitter mixture of regret and self-recrimination as she continued her disturbing confession, revealing a pivotal mistake in her malevolent plan.

"And because I was not careful enough," she admitted, her words laden with self-loathing, "I made a terrible mistake. I put the remaining poison bottle in Miss Li’s bag instead of Miss Nie’s bag. Because of this, I couldn’t fulfill any of my dreams."

The room seemed to grow even colder, the shadows deeper, as the weight of Zhuang Yu’s admission settled upon them.

"Even if I didn’t achieve my goals back then, even now I am not late," Zhuang Yu smiled sinisterly, "I want you to cry and beg me to kill you."

Zhuang Yu imagined Qin Yan kneeling on the ground and begging her. She opened her mouth and laughed, "Hahaha, I want you to cry and beg me to kill you like dog!" Killing her now was too easy for her.

She then threw away the fruit knife and raised her hand to pat Qin Yan’s ear twice. Very quickly, the iron door was pushed open from the outside.

"Boss!" The fierce-looking man with a strong build crossed his arms and revealed a ferocious smile. He asked, "What are your orders?"

"Everyone has worked hard all night," Zhuang Yu smiled. She raised her hand and pointed. "This b*tch has kept everyone busy for so long. Some of your men are even injured. It’s too easy for her to die just like that. Why don’t we have her make your men happy first before she dies?"

Qin Yan’s appearance was already stunning. She could stimulate the desires of men very easily.

The moment Zhuang Yu finished speaking, the burly man at the door revealed a wretched smile. His gaze was even more sticky and disgusting as he stared at Qin Yan, sizing her up with lecherous eyes. Then, without hesitation, he laughed out loud, "Boss, you’re the most generous! Thank you, Boss!"

When the people outside heard him, they also laughed out loud, "Boss, don’t worry, we’ll definitely let this b*tch have a good time! Let her have a good time before she dies!"

Amidst the laughter, Zhuang Yu’s expression became even smugger, while Qin Yan lowered her gaze and sat there quietly, not saying a word.

’Hmph, Qin Yan is pretending!’ Anger flashed through Zhuang Yu’s eyes as she thought maliciously. Zhuang Yu wanted to see if Qin Yan could continue to maintain this aloof appearance after these disgusting men r*ped her.

Zhuang Yu could not control her excitement at the thought that Qin Yan would also cry in despair.

"Remember to take some photos for the Xi family to see, so that they won’t think that we did not treat their not-to-be daughter-in-law well!" said Zhuang Yu. She almost could not wait to leave the room for the men to come in.

In the dimly lit, eerie surroundings of the abandoned factory, tension hung heavy in the air as Zhuang Yu’s command reverberated through the room. The menacing silhouette of a burly man approached Qin Yan, intent on carrying out Zhuang Yu’s orders.

But then, as the man reached Qin Yan, an unexpected turn of events unfolded. His hands, which had been poised to tighten her restraints, instead moved to loosen the ropes that bound her wrists. Qin Yan watched with a cool and measured gaze, her eyes betraying no hint of surprise.

The other men who had been lurking in the shadows, the ones who had aided Zhuang Yu in this sinister plan, closed in around her. Their sinister intent was unmistakable as they grabbed her roughly, effectively holding Zhuang Yu captive.

"What the hell are you doing?" Zhuang Yu’s eyes widened in shock as she saw the unexpected turn of events before her.

As the events in the dimly lit factory took an unexpected and bewildering turn, a cascade of emotions swept through Zhuang Yu. Her heart, which had once been consumed by a vengeful and malicious determination, now felt like a turbulent sea, its waves crashing against the shores of her treacherous scheme.

When the burly man approached Qin Yan and loosened the ropes binding her hands, a glimmer of hope extinguished within Zhuang Yu. She had anticipated that her henchmen would follow her orders, believing them to be loyal instruments of her malevolence, however...

Zhuang Yu’s emotions were a turbulent mix of shock, confusion, and growing anxiety. She watched in disbelief as Qin Yan, who had been bound, stood up with a mysterious smile, her eyes harboring a glint of defiance and cunning.

Her eyes, which had once been filled with defiance, now held a glimmer of something else—a strategy, a plan, a way out. It was a smile that seemed to say, "You may have underestimated me."

The room seemed to shift, the balance of power suddenly in flux. Qin Yan’s response was calm and composed, her voice carrying an air of authority that shocked Zhuang Yu, "You see," she began, "I had taken the liberty of making arrangements before I arrived at the gambling den. I’ve already bought the loyalty of the men you see before you."

Zhuang Yu’s eyes widened. Zhuang Yu, now held firmly by two strong men, realized that her desperate struggles were futile.

Despite her burning desire to break free, Zhuang Yu’s strength paled in comparison to the muscular grips of the men restraining her. She thrashed and writhed in their grasp, her face contorted with a mixture of anger, frustration, and fear.

The room itself seemed to shudder with the intensity of the struggle. The men’s resolve to hold onto their captive remained unyielding, their faces resolute as they grappled with the woman who had orchestrated such a sinister plot.

The tension in the abandoned factory reached its peak as the burly man who freed Qin Yan made a decisive move. He reached into his pocket and retrieved a smartphone, then played a video recording that he had prepared in secret.

As the video began to play, the room was filled with the sound of Zhuang Yu’s own voice, confessing to her crimes in chilling detail. Her admission of guilt, her malevolent intentions, and her sinister plans were all laid bare for everyone to see and hear.

Zhuang Yu’s struggle to break free from the strong men’s grasp now took on an even greater desperation as she realized the gravity of her predicament. Her face turned pale, and her eyes darted around the room in panic.

Qin Yan, still standing with an air of unwavering determination, watched the video with a sense of satisfaction.

With a sense of finality, the burly man handed over the recording to Qin Yan. The smartphone, which had captured Zhuang Yu’s damning confession and evidence of her crimes, exchanged hands in the dimly lit room.

Qin Yan accepted the device with a composed nod. She then smiled at Zhuang Yu, "Surprised?"