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Lao Ma nodded vigorously, while Feifei's eyes turned cold.
"Mr. Jin, you might have misheard me because your ears are a bit dull. What I said is, we are breaking up."
Lao Ma was stunned, looking at Feifei in disbelief.
" Feifei, what are you saying?"
Feifei smirked, squatting down to grip Lao Ma's shoulders.
"Mr. Jin, don't you understand? I said we are breaking up. The only reason I was with you is that you're wealthy, do you get it?"
" Feifei... you..."
"I'm a professional; I specifically target rich married men. My job is to date wealthy married men. I've been fishing for you all this time, and now I can finally reel you in!"
Lao Ma was dumbfounded, staring at Feifei in shock. He finally understood why she had chosen him; she had been eyeing him all along!
" Feifei, what have I done wrong to you? Just tell me, and I'll change!"
Lao Ma was anxious; he couldn't fall ill—he still had plenty of time and endless money to spend!
"Mr. Jin, don't you get it? This is professional ethics. You're about to die; how can I continue to deceive you?"
" Feifei, give me one more chance! I was wrong; I truly was wrong!"
Lao Ma cried bitterly, while Feifei frowned in disgust.
"Mr. Jin, if I give you another chance, what can you offer me?"
"I'll give you money—lots of money!"
After saying this, Lao Ma took out his phone and transferred three million to Feifei.
" Feifei, please give me another chance! I'm begging you!"
Feifei's eyes lit up at the sight of the money. However, she still shook her head.
"I'm sorry; I can't help you."
With that, Feifei turned and walked away.
Lao Ma was in a panic; if Feifei left, he would undoubtedly die. He struggled desperately, trying to get to his feet.
“Bang!”
Feifei slammed the door shut, and the sound of her footsteps faded away. Lao Ma lay on the ground in despair, suddenly realizing something crucial. He had dismissed all the caretakers, and now he was alone in the villa.
I returned to the villa and opened the door. It was freezing inside, and I glanced at the air conditioner. The temperature was only fifteen degrees! No wonder Lao Ma was shivering; he must have been very cold last night.
Lao Ma was still trembling. I took a quick look at him. He was barely hanging on, his lips were blue, and his body was stiff. In such cold weather, he had been starving; his body was already weak, and with the low temperature...
Lao Ma was losing consciousness. He felt unwilling; how could he have fallen to such a state? He must have thought someone would come to save him. Unfortunately, no one did.
“Click—”
The villa door opened, and Lao Ma's eyes widened in despair. He thought his savior had arrived, but when he turned to look, it was me.
“Lin Ying, it’s you…”
“Yes, it’s me.”
I walked over, dragged Lao Ma back to the bathroom, and placed him in the bathtub. Lao Ma looked terrified; he had witnessed my methods before.
I sat on the edge of the bathtub, looking down at him from above.
"Do you know how I found you? I placed a box of fragrance in the air conditioning vent, just waiting for you to take the bait."
Lao Ma's eyes widened in terror; he tried to get up, but his body was completely limp.
"I specially adjusted this fragrance for you. It contains Chessboard Flower, which can induce muscle weakness. How's that for an effect?"
Lao Ma couldn't speak, only glaring at me with intensity.
"Lao Ma, weren't you having an affair? Why don't you continue?"
I smirked slightly. "Was your father's death related to you in any way?"
Lao Ma's gaze shifted away, turning his head to the side.
"Don't want to talk? I have plenty of ways to make you."
I grabbed a towel from the side and stuffed it into Lao Ma's mouth.
His expression changed; he recognized that towel all too well.
"Lao Ma, this towel is what you use to wipe your feet, right? Quite comfortable, isn't it?"
I pinched Lao Ma's chin and pushed the towel deeper into his mouth.
He began to struggle, letting out muffled whimpers.
"Don't rush to call out; the show has just begun."
I stood up, watching as the water in the bathtub continued to rise.
Lao Ma's feet twitched uncontrollably, a clear sign of extreme fear.
"Lin Ying, what are you going to do?"
Lao Ma couldn't articulate his words, only managing to produce whimpering sounds.
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