Chapter 65 Going on a Date...

"Fei Jing, have you lost your mind?!"

Lu Tian never expected that this cheating, despicable man would dare to lay a hand directly on someone from the Nordic Li family.

The young woman clutched her stomach, attempting to stand up several times, only to fail each time.

Lu Youyou habitually put on a false facade of kindness. "Sister, we are family after all. No matter how powerful and influential the Nordic Li family is, you shouldn't be so biased just to cozy up to them!"

"Tian-tian, here in Jinggang and inside the Fei Estate, people from the Li family had better watch their mouths."

Fei Jing waved his hand, signaling his servants to carry the young woman away.

However, Lu Tian knew this psycho all too well.

Once a prey was targeted by him, within a few days, they would inevitably become a nameless corpse...

"The others from the Li family can leave. I'm keeping her."

"Fei Jing, being overbearing has its limits!"

She shielded the woman.

Her eyes, which had once blossomed for love, were now utterly cold, devoid of any warming temperature.

Seeing this, Fei Jing felt a wave of bad premonitions rise in his heart.

Ever since Nannan passed away, such chaotic emotions had quietly taken root and sprouted.

He sat in the main seat, and Lu Youyou naturally wanted to sit down beside him.

Instead, the man dragged his chair away and looked at Lu Tian, "Wife, come here."

"Brother Fei~~"

The young girl pouted, acting spoiled.

Lu Tian helped the injured young woman to her feet, turning to head toward the second-floor medical room.

"Pregnant women come first. Since President Fei was willing to try and kill someone for her, us staying here any longer is just an eyesore."

A bowl of seafood porridge, a human life!

Just thinking about it, she found it ironic and ridiculous to the extreme.

Perhaps Fei Jing's affection for Lu Youyou was the true definition of a lifelong devotion to one person.

As for herself, the so-called Madam Fei, she was at best someone who had met the wrong person at the wrong time.

"Brother-in-law, since Sister refuses to keep you company for breakfast, how about the baby and I keep you company instead?" Lu Youyou picked up a bowl of steamed egg custard, intending to feed him herself.

Fei Jing's narrow, phoenix-like eyes were dark and terrifying.

Just a single glance was enough to make everyone in the entire dining room hold their breath in fear.

Lu Tian turned a blind eye.

She cared for the young woman, asking, "How do you feel? Do you need to go—"

"Ah!"

The woman's hair was yanked back forcefully from behind.

Still standing on the stairs, she completely lost her balance from the sudden pull.

To steady herself, she could only stumble backward, following the momentum of that hand.

"Fei Jing, you're a man laying hands on a woman—have you no shame at all?!"

Lu Tian looked over.

Fei Jing was holding the woman up by her hair as if she were a mere chick, leaving her feet dangling entirely off the ground.

Her hair bore the weight of her entire body.

Strands snapped one by one, bringing up blood from her scalp.

"Tian-tian, her life and death have always rested entirely on your whim."

The man smiled, possessing a fragmented aura that hovered somewhere between hell and the mortal realm.

Having grown up amidst violence and darkness, the very first thing he had learned was how to use equally cruel methods to achieve his goals.

Lu Tian took a deep breath, and then another.

Her voice raspy, she cut straight to the point, "What do you want? Please speak plainly, President Fei."

"Go on a date with me before dark."

Women needed to be coaxed.

Fei Jing was convinced that they were still husband and wife, and that all they needed was a little private space to reconcile.

"A date?

"Fei Jing, do you really think we have any reason to waste time on this?"

How laughable!

The woman suspended in mid-air was on the verge of fainting from the pain.

She was tossed roughly onto the floor.

The man sat upright in his chair, pressing one foot ruthlessly onto her most vulnerable back.

"Wife, you should know very well who holds the cards here."

With a slight exertion of pressure.

Lu Tian felt as though she heard the cracking of bones.

She hurriedly cried out, "Fine! I promise you—let her go, let her go right now!"

"Such a good girl."

The familiar, faint fragrance of balsam fir washed over her.

A husband embracing his wife as they went out on a date.

Yet the atmosphere between the two of them was so oppressive and silent that it made one's skin crawl.

Fei Jing drove them to the small, modest house he and his mother had rented back in their high school days.

That shantytown area had since been redeveloped, and the original residents had long since relocated.

"Tian-tian, do you still remember this place?"

The chaotic courtyard remained, and the pigsty in the corner against the wall was still there.

He squatted down, gently touching the oxidized black bloodstains on a certain brick.

Turning his head, the bright sunshine illuminated a face of peerless handsomeness.

Skin smoother than a woman's, and thin lips as vividly red as if they bore deadly poison.

And most striking of all remained those star-fragment-like dark eyes.

"That day, my mother brought home a wealthy man. He was a pervert who tried to touch me.

"He offered ten thousand yuan for a single night.

"So my mother tied me up with rope."

In her second year of high school, Lu Tian was sixteen.

She had grabbed a wooden club embedded with nails, picked up a paving brick from the pigsty, and charged shouting into the drafty, dilapidated house.

"Classmate Fei, I'm your class monitor. Step aside, Teacher Zhao told me to protect you!"

You perverted old bastard, I... I'm warning you, I've called the police, and the police uncle is coming to arrest you right now!"

With a single blow from the brick,

the wealthy pervert was splattered with blood across his forehead.

Memory rushed back.

Fei Jing stood up from beside the abandoned pigsty.

He cupped Lu Tian's delicate chin with one hand, gazing at the faint scar carefully concealed by her bangs.

"Afraid that my background would be exposed, you didn't call the police.

"And to scare that pervert, you smashed your own head open with a brick.

"Tian-tian, I know how much you love me.

"In this entire world, aside from you, no second person would ever sacrifice so much for me!"

The old place, the old setting.

Lu Tian looked at the blood-stained brick that was still there.

She looked at the fragile side the man was willing to reveal only to her.

Abruptly, she took the initiative to step forward and hug Fei Jing, "Classmate Fei, long time no see."

"Wife?"

"Fei Jing, do you know?

"The man I deeply loved, no matter how awkward his background, no matter how poor and arduous his life, understood self-respect and self-love!"

Yet as the youth shed his innocence and plunged step by step into a world of unquenchable desires,

Lu Tian suddenly realized that even before Lu Youyou appeared, their vows and love had long since turned sour.

"Let's go. Where else does President Fei want to take me to reminisce about the past?"

That high school classroom where he and his third-party lover had shared their passionate encounters?

Thinking of that night, uncontrollably, she found herself sketching out the facial features of Li Yanchen in her mind.

Good grief!

She must have lost her mind beyond saving.

Otherwise, how could she be sitting here being held hostage on a date by Fei Jing, yet still be thinking of such a sharp-tongued, nagging chatterbox?

Lu Tian got into the car and couldn't help but shake her head with a smile.

Why was she smiling?

In truth, it was because the image of Li Yanchen looking wronged—having been used and immediately discarded—was just too cute!

"What's so cute? Lu Tian, stop losing your mind!" she muttered to herself.

In the driver's seat, Fei Jing frowned and demanded, "Who are you thinking about? Who is cute?"

How long had it been since he had seen his wife smile with such natural radiance?

A surge of sour jealousy welled up from the bottom of his heart.

Lu Tian shrugged, reigning in her overly expressive emotions, and brushed it off, "It's nothing. I just thought of a Husky that's really good at biting and yet complete coward."

"Aren't you allergic to dog fur?"

The Rolls-Royce started and drove away.

A gust of wind blew into the pigsty.

The wooden board covering the cellar lifted.

The corner of a skeletonized human hand was exposed.

Back in the city, Fei Jing cleared out an entire shopping mall, telling Lu Tian she could go on an unlimited, carefree shopping spree.

He even condescended to act as her bag-carrying male servant, running back and forth to keep his wife entertained by any means possible.

Around two or three in the afternoon.

President Fei had a sudden stroke of inspiration and drove the car into the parking lot of a convenience supermarket.

"Wait for me here." The man got out of the car to send a message.

Rachel's phone buzzed.