Ye Weiyan

Chapter 341 - 339: Cut Off One of His Arms

Chapter 341: Chapter 339: Cut Off One of His Arms

"Impersonating me, stealing a child—where do you get the audacity! It seems I went easy on you before, and you thought you were untouchable, didn’t you?" Si Yuhuan landed precise blows, leaving Si Junyan battered and bruised beyond recognition.

Broken in spirit, he was on the verge of madness and powerless to fight back.

Si Yuhuan treated him no better than an animal, using a nearby wooden stick to thrash Si Junyan, who spat out fresh blood from the beating.

When Yan Qing arrived, he trembled at the sight, his hairs standing on end.

"He’s completely given up on this brother," Jian Xi spoke coldly.

"Si Yuhuan, leave him barely alive. You wouldn’t really want to commit murder with your own hands in China, would you? You’ve spent some time abroad; that violent aura around you is too strong."

Jian Xi stepped on Si Junyan’s chest.

Si Junyan coughed, spitting out blood, which she disdainfully ground under her shoe.

"You lose! Tell me, where is the child?" Jian Xi demanded, emotionless.

Si Junyan let out a cold, maniacal laugh. "How could he have arrived in time with his phone smashed! Did you two conspire to set me up?"

"And what if we did?"

Si Yuhuan had installed precise tracking on Jian Xi’s phone when she was at the postpartum center. Even if the phone was destroyed, its location could still be pinpointed accurately.

"Fine, I lost. I’ll tell you."

BANG!

An explosion sounded at the factory gate.

A group of men in black surged in.

Shang Fu fought fiercely.

"Miss Jian, Director Si, take him and go first."

Yan Qing sighed. "I’m afraid we can’t leave now."

More men in black flooded in from behind the door, totaling at least thirty to fifty people.

The attackers were swift and decisive, making a beeline for Jian Xi and Si Yuhuan.

"Be careful." Si Yuhuan was wounded. Before he could move, Jian Xi stepped in front of him.

The man’s lips curved, his eyes shimmering with ill-concealed tenderness as he grabbed her hand.

Jian Xi glanced down but did not pull away.

Si Yuhuan brazenly intertwined their fingers. "Xinxin, drop the act!"

"I’m flattered that Director Si still remembers me!" Xinxin walked in, wearing a cool black leather jacket and black patent leather high boots. Her sharp, cold eyes were fixed on Si Yuhuan, a sinister smile on her lips. "Rest assured, Director Si, we came in full force today just to take this waste back."

"Absolutely not!" Jian Xi burst out in anger. "You think you can just take him away like that?"

Si Yuhuan held Jian Xi’s hand, signaling her to stay calm, then addressed Xinxin, "You can take him, but you have to leave something behind, right?"

Xinxin stepped forward and yanked Si Junyan closer. With the sharp knife in her hand, she skillfully dislocated one of his arms with a twist, then ripped it off forcefully. Si Junyan screamed like a slaughtered pig.

He passed out from the pain before he could utter another word.

Xinxin threw the arm in front of Si Yuhuan. "Here, a gift for you."

Watching them leave quickly, Jian Xi seethed with rage. "A bunch of madmen."

Shang Fu approached. "My apologies. I didn’t bring enough men."

"It’s not your fault. I didn’t expect Si Junyan to be so important that they would risk exposure to rescue him. This behind-the-scenes player must be significant."

Jian Xi staggered and sat on the ground.

Once again, she had failed to rescue her son!

Si Yuhuan stepped forward to envelop her in his arms.

"Don’t move, don’t struggle. I’ll take you to the hospital."

Jian Xi looked at her left hand, scraped raw.

"Feed the thing on the floor to the dogs!" Si Yuhuan commanded coldly.

The woman in his arms shivered, and Si Yuhuan gently patted her back to comfort her.

"Don’t worry, everything is under control."

A light sparked in Jian Xi’s eyes.

Could all of this have been his arrangement?

「In the hospital.」

Jian Xi and Si Yuhuan were unknowingly photographed, and the pictures quickly topped the trending news.

Netizens engaged in wild discussions.

"Aren’t these two already divorced? Why are they together again? I heard she visited the gynecologist. Could she be pregnant?"

Soon, a netizen posted a photo of Jian Xi walking in Saint Seymour with a large pregnant belly.

"She really was pregnant and had a child! Look at her figure; has she already recovered? She looks great!"

"Of course! With her husband personally accompanying her, bustling about, and living such a blissful life, anyone would recover quickly. It’s not like my husband, who only knows how to shit and sleep."

Jian Xi read the top comments, sweating.

Netizens really could find any kind of picture; only a boyfriend was hard to find.

Reading the last comment, she found herself struggling to hold back laughter.

Si Yuhuan opened the door and came in, holding a cup of freshly squeezed juice.

"How are you? Are you uncomfortable anywhere?"

"Just a scraped knee. What’s there to be uncomfortable about?"

She was now more like a woman who could handle anything herself.

In just one short year, she had changed astonishingly.

Si Yuhuan hesitated, then said, "Actually, Xinxin and I didn’t plan anything together."

"What?" Jian Xi stood up anxiously. "Then what do we do? If we’ve let the tiger return to the mountain, and Si Junyan takes his anger out on my son, I..."

"Don’t worry. I’m sure Xinxin had her reasons for doing that."

"How so?"

"That arm... she didn’t have to do that."

Jian Xi, having calmed down, nodded. Xinxin must have wanted to convey some message.

Sure enough, the next moment Yan Qing hurried back in. "Director Si, I found this in the sleeve of the severed arm."

It was a piece of paper with a hotel address clearly written on it.

"It seems Xinxin is under suspicion. She probably has a tracker on her, and her electronic devices have been replaced. No wonder she was speaking so strangely."

Si Yuhuan pinched the note. "You are not to accompany me on this operation."

"How can I not? What if..."

"There are no ’what ifs’."

Si Yuhuan spoke slowly, "Do you remember the mysterious person who repeatedly helped Si Junyan try to eliminate me and seize Haohan Group?"

Jian Xi nodded. "You mean the mysterious person whose trail went cold is the Sect Leader of Secret Gate?"

"If that’s the case, you’ll be in danger too. I can’t let you repeatedly put yourself in harm’s way."

"Are you concerned about me?"

Jian Xi was somewhat speechless. "We’re talking about life and death. Please be serious."

"Is it that hard to say you care about me?"

Si Yuhuan seemed to be on a stubborn streak right then, persistently trying to make Jian Xi admit she cared about him. Jian Xi was at a loss for words, wondering how to speak without further deepening the misunderstanding. Just then, the sound of leather shoes tapping on the floor came from the doorway.

Zhang Yaxuan walked in wearing sunglasses. Seeing Si Yuhuan holding Jian Xi’s hand, he raised an eyebrow.

Si Yuhuan didn’t let go; instead, he gripped her hand even tighter.

"Si Yuhuan, you’re hurting me."

This guy was acting up again.

She winked at Zhang Yaxuan, who instantly understood. He pulled Jian Xi over and into his arms. "Director Si, isn’t it improper to hold another man’s wife like that?"

"You got married?"

Si Yuhuan shot him a cold glance, his eyes filled with contempt.