Queen Revenge

I tugged at the corner of my mouth and didn’t say anything.

When the injuries on my body gradually healed, Yao Murong also allowed me to leave the villa, no longer restricting my freedom or sending people to follow me, giving me true freedom.

The first day I regained my freedom, I couldn’t wait to leave.

The Yao family collapsed, everywhere was talking about the Yao family, the internet was full of news about the Yao family’s collapse.

I went back to the Hill family first, Jane Hasis saw me back and asked me, “Alva, Yao’s family has collapsed, do you know about this? Xiao Yao really fell this time, you said such a big company, how can it collapse just like that, I heard that it was still caused by the broken capital chain.”

“I asked you to send orchids to Yao Mubai, sent it?”

“Delivered ah, I personally handed it to Xiao Yao, if you asked to bring it, I also conveyed it.” Jane Hasis said, “Who would have thought, but in a few hours, the Yao family collapsed, something happened to Xiao Yao.”

Only now did I truly understand what Yao Murong meant.

Yao Mubai planted, Wang Yuan is now anxious like an ant on a hot pot, she found me: “What should we do now, Alva, the boss is disheveled, he is looking for help everywhere, those people are all falling on their swords, none of them are willing to help.”

She had followed Yao Mubai for many years, said she was a bodyguard, in fact, she had long surpassed this superior-subordinate relationship, she was also worried.

I looked at the sky, the light in my eyes had long since gone, and said numbly, “I don’t know what to do either.”

“Alva, what’s wrong with you.” Wang Yuan noticed that something was wrong with me and asked, “Are you not feeling well again?”

I shook my head, “I’m fine.”

Yao Murong hadn’t married me yet, so how could he let me die, not to mention, he hadn’t really finished taking revenge on the Li and Yao families yet, and I still had value to use.

I don’t feel too bad when I have a flare-up now, so I’ll just grit my teeth and endure it.

“But are you sure you don’t want to tell the boss that you’re sick …”

“I’m really fine.” When I went out, I purposely put on makeup to cover the marks on my face, “Where is Yao Mubai, I want to see him?”

Wang Yuan shook her head, “I’m also looking for the boss ah, the boss has disappeared, the phone can’t be contacted, I don’t know if he can’t take the blow, can’t think straight, do something stupid ah, the boss has been rich all his life, he hasn’t suffered such a big blow yet, the debt is high right now, a lot of people are looking for the boss to pay back the money.”

With Yao family’s background, Yao Mubai’s relationship in the business circle, without someone to help Yao Murong, then this can’t come true.

It seemed that there were still people helping Yao Murong.

“Is there anyone else Yao Mubai has a grudge against?” I asked, “The ones that can rival the Yao family.”

Wang Yuan was smart and immediately knew what I meant.

“Are you saying that someone is helping Yao Mubai? Someone wants to mess with the boss?”

I laughed coldly, “Since ancient times, money makes the devil work, people tend to profit.”

Wang Yuan thought for a while, seemed to have thought of something and said, “Alva, I have to go beforehand.”

It seems that Wang Yuan has thought of who is really helping Yao Murong.

After Wang Yuan left, I left the cafe and sat on the square, not going anywhere, not looking for Martin Mo or Walker Richter, even my daughter whom I had been thinking about, I held back my thoughts and didn’t visit.

I looked at the gray sky, which had been in my eyes since that night.

The sky gradually darkened.

People were coming and going in the square, vehicles were coming and going, my hands and feet had long been cold and my stomach had long been hungry, but I didn’t want to move at all, if it wasn’t for a pair of men’s leather shoes reflecting in my sight, I thought that I could probably sit like this until the end of time.

“It’s getting cold, Alva, time to go home.”

I tilted my head and saw the face of Walker Richter, and tears suddenly came to my eyes, uncontrollable.

He brushed my face, “I’ll take you home.”

Home?

Where is home?

I sat still, my feet numb, and as Walker Richter bent down to carry me to the car and rubbed my cold hands again, he said, “How long have you been sitting here anyway, and what happened?”

I looked at Walker Richter, where I dared to tell the secret of my heart.

I just shook my head and he had the good sense not to press the issue.

He brought me back to his place and as I stood in the doorway, hesitant to enter, I asked him softly, “Is sweetheart asleep?”

“Already asleep.” Walker Richter said, “What do you want to eat, I’ll make it for you.”

“A bowl of yangchun noodles.”

Martin Mo’s favorite food was the Yangchun noodles I made, and I had made a bowl for Yao Mubai.

“Okay, then sit down for a while, it’ll be ready soon.”

I didn’t ask Walker Richter how he found me, and he didn’t say.

In this house only he lives with sweetheart and a maid, the maid has already gone to bed, the whole house seems especially quiet, I sat in the dining room and watched Walker Richter busy in the kitchen.

I knew he couldn’t hear me, and looking at his back, I dared to speak the pain I had pressed in my heart.

Almost choking, I said, “Walker Richter, my heart aches so much, in those few hours sitting in the square, I thought about dying no less than a hundred times, I thought, just running into the road, just letting the car hit and die, I’ve never been so desperate.”

Walker Richter couldn’t hear me as he continued to crack eggs in his hand and boil water below.

I hid my face and cried, and that’s all I could do, let it out in front of him.

He never turned around, giving me room to cry uncontrollably.

I didn’t dare to vent for too long, and after only crying for a while, I hastily dried my tears and looked at his back and said, “If I’m not around someday, Walker Richter, you must promise me that you’ll take care of SWEETHEART.”

By the time Walker Richter came out with the noodles, I had gotten my emotions well under control, wiped away my tears, and made like everything was okay.

I smelled the noodles, “It’s been a long time since I’ve had noodles that smelled this good.”

“Eat more, there’s more in the pot.” He smiled and handed me the chopsticks.

“Thanks.”

Resisting the urge to shed tears, I took the chopsticks, and when I took the first bite of noodles, I could no longer hold back my tears.

The tears dripped into the bowl, and Walker Richter didn’t see them as he went into the kitchen to get me the dressing, so I wiped them away in a hurry.

He saw it anyway when he came back and pulled a paper towel and gave it to me, “I added some onions to the pasta, it’s a little smoky.”

The noodles did smell of onions, and Yangchun noodles are not supposed to have onions.

I didn’t ask him why he added onions, at this time, onions just gave me an excuse to shed tears with impunity.

After finishing the bowl of noodles, my mouth was all salty and I wasn’t sure if it was the tears or the salt.

“Thank you for the yangchun noodles.” I finished the last bite and wiped my mouth, “It’s getting late, I should go.”

“Don’t you want to go upstairs and check on SWEETHEART?”

“No need.” I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to restrain my emotions and cry in front of my daughter.

Walker Richter wanted to say something, but in the end he didn’t stop me, he walked me to the door, “Alva, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, in what situation, you look back at the people around you, think about sweetheart, everything will pass, I’m still waiting for the day sweetheart gets married, you can go on the stage with me, and watch your daughter get married.”

Watch your daughter get married?

Can I wait for that day?

I don’t know why Walker Richter suddenly said those words, but undeniably, his words injected a ray of sunshine into my heart.

“Yes.” I gave him a hard word back, but I couldn’t guarantee that I would be able to do it.

I took a cab back to Yao Murong’s place and he was already back.

When I saw him, my anger and hatred couldn’t be restrained, I suppressed the urge to stab him to death and took a step over to him.

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“Alva Hill,” Yao Murong called out to me, I ignored it, my behavior angered him, he suddenly came over and slapped me again.

“Yao Murong.” I couldn’t stop the fear and bit down hard on his shoulder.

“You will be my wife, so you must listen to me.” Yao Murong directly dragged me back to the room and locked me up.

I was expressionless and coldly asked him, “Do you think this is particularly interesting.”

“Alva Hill, you …,” Yao Murong’s face was like cold frost as he cupped my face, “What exactly do I need to do to make you submit? I’ve restored your freedom, you asked me to save Martin Mo and I did, what more do you want.”

“Let him go.” I took a deep breath, thinking of Walker Richter’s words, and closed my eyes, “Let them all go and stop.”

The air was suddenly quiet for a long time, I didn’t bother to see what Yao Murong’s reaction was, after a long time, his voice rang out in the room, he said, “Okay, I promise you, for our wedding, how can we let the Yao family members absent, when the time comes, I’ll let no less than one of them attend our wedding.”

Yao Murong fell asleep in his room, I had no sleep at all, I stared at the endless black night, clenched my fists, tears welled up from my eyes and crossed the bridge of my nose.

Listening to the sound of even breathing, I felt out the dagger hidden under my pillow and pointed it at the sleeping Yao Murong, not waiting for me to stab down, in the darkness, he intercepted my wrist with his bare hand, his eyes lifted abruptly, snatched the dagger over and threw it on the floor: “It seems you really hate me.”

“Yao Murong, I said, as long as you are not afraid to die, then keep me, I will always have the chance to kill you, keep me for one day, you don’t want to sleep a peaceful sleep.”

“The day to come, then I will wait.” Yao Murong coldly said, “There is nothing in this world that I, Yao Murong, can’t do, I don’t believe that I can’t conquer you.”