If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 540: 540: Struck Yu Weiwei's Arm

Chapter 540: Chapter 540: Struck Yu Weiwei’s Arm
 

“What do you want?” Yu Weiwei turned her head and gave the man a cold glare.

“Still the same few options, first, repay the money on the spot; second, beg for mercy from us, kowtow, and you get one more day for each kowtow; third, keep the brothers company for a few nights, sleep once and you get a two-day extension. How about it, a good deal, right?”

The man was smug, gleaming cunningly through his squinty eyes as he took another drag of his cigarette.

“My answer is still the same, I can’t pay back this money right now, but if you want money I don’t have any, if you want my life I have only one, make your choice!” Yu Weiwei sneered.

“You really have guts.” The man’s smile disappeared, and his eyes showed his brutal nature, “Someone, smash the glass of her office!”

Upon hearing this, a man rubbed his hands in anticipation, ready to come over and start smashing.

“Everyone, freeze!” Nie Chenglang shouted, “Anyone who dares to smash anything here will have to deal with my knife, which doesn’t have eyes!”

After speaking, the blade pressed even closer to Lao San’s throat, blood still flowing, and Lao San winced in pain.

“Boss, boss, don’t waste words with him, negotiate terms!” Lao San couldn’t hold on any longer; the pain was killing him.

“Kid, it’s written here in black and white; you don’t want to repay the money and still want to reach for the sky?” the man holding Yu Weiwei said disdainfully.

“I will repay these 65 million, let Weiwei go first!” Nie Chenglang said in a stern voice.

“It’s none of your business!” Yu Weiwei shouted loudly.

How could she allow a stranger to repay such a huge debt for her? Besides, there was something wrong with this contract.

Agitated, Yu Weiwei’s face turned even redder, and her eyes sparkled with hostility.

Now that they had the contract in their hands, she wanted to snatch it back!

“I’m telling you, kid, do you think 65 million is just 6,500? You say you can get it just like that?” The man roared at Nie Chenglang brazenly.

The voice was so loud, it made the window glass shake.

“When I say I can get it, I definitely can! Let Weiwei go!” Nie Chenglang also shouted coldly, his presence completely overpowering the other side.

“Boss, don’t waste time talking, have him transfer the money!” Lao San couldn’t bear the pain any longer; he spoke first.

The boss took his time and smoked two more puffs: “Fine, kid, transfer 65 million within five minutes, and I’ll let the girl go. Or else…”

He paused, then continued: “Or else, I’ll make things ugly for this woman!”

“Leave this place.” Yu Weiwei looked at Nie Chenglang, speaking with righteous indignation, “I don’t owe them money, and there’s no way I’m going to give a bunch of thugs a huge sum of money for no reason!”

“The girl sure is tough.” The man laughed loudly, “Alright, then have your boyfriend leave, and I will ‘negotiate’ with just you two.”

As he said the last two words, the man’s lecherous eyes gleamed even more.

“Weiwei, you go first, I’ll stay behind.” Nie Chenglang would certainly not compromise.

Yu Weiwei was very anxious; she still didn’t know the name of this man.

But he somehow knew her name, which meant he must have heard of her.

“Stop dawdling, now’s not the time for lovey-dovey talk!” the man snapped coldly.

Yu Weiwei’s neck was being choked, and she felt her strength being sapped from her.

Suddenly, seizing the moment when the man was smoking with one hand, she lifted her foot, clad in high heels, and kicked!

The kick landed on the man’s most vulnerable spot!

“Ow…” The man immediately screamed like a slaughtered pig, his face color changing on the spot.

The contract was in his hand, and Yu Weiwei quickly reached to grab it!

“Boss!” The other lackeys all widened their eyes and yelled out.

Yu Weiwei swiftly snatched the contract from the man’s hand and kicked again, this time hitting his stomach.

Nie Chenglang quickly let go of the hostage in his hand and came to help Yu Weiwei.

“Let’s go downstairs, get out of here!” He grabbed Yu Weiwei’s hand, his face urgent.

“Yes!” Yu Weiwei nodded forcefully, clutching Nie Chenglang’s large hand.

Now that she had the contract, she had to speak with the bank!

“Catch her!”

The several men were not easily shaken off; one of them pulled a dagger from his pocket and swung it wildly.

They thought Yu Weiwei, being a girl, was powerless, and the knife struck her arm perfectly without deviation!

“Ah!” Yu Weiwei screamed in pain, her face turning pale.

“Are you okay? Let’s get down there first!”

Nie Chenglang glanced at her and immediately shielded Yu Weiwei with his body, guarding her as they ran down the stairs.

“I’m fine!” Yu Weiwei covered the wound with her other hand, following Nie Chenglang as they ran downstairs.

Ever since these people had come to the institute, they had been watching her, and she hadn’t had a chance to escape.

If it weren’t for Xu Chaomu and this man coming over, she might have… she didn’t even want to think what could have happened.

As they reached the stairwell, Yu Weiwei twisted her ankle.

Biting her teeth, she simply discarded her shoes, and barefoot, continued at Nie Chenglang’s side.

Her beige dress was stained with large patches of blood, at that moment looking chilling to behold.

Her arm throbbed with pain, but Yu Weiwei clenched her teeth hard, not making a sound.

“Don’t be afraid, it’s okay.” Nie Chenglang reassured her softly.

The two continued running, from upstairs to the first floor. The group of men were in hot pursuit, but as they saw them reaching the bottom floor, they didn’t dare continue the chase.

“Boss, what do we do? They’ve run downstairs, do we chase them?”

“What’s there to chase, let’s withdraw!” The man waved his hand.

“That’s right, it’s daytime now, no use chasing. If the cops show up later, we’ll be the ones in trouble!”

“Big brother, what about the contract?”

“Are you brain-dead? We’re paid to do a job, and once it’s done, we leave. What’s with all the fuss!” The man barked.

“Yes, yes, got too into the role.”

“Alright, let’s get moving!”

With that, the men headed toward another emergency exit from the front of the office.

The floor was covered in blood, each drop that had fallen from Yu Weiwei’s slit wrist was like a blooming red rose, shocking to see, as if the air itself carried the scent of blood.

Everywhere was a mess, the institute had been smashed to pieces.

Soon, Nie Chenglang took Yu Weiwei down the stairs, and the men also left through the passageway!

Just a moment ago, the office entrance was noisy and tense, but now it suddenly fell silent, not a sound to be heard.

Downstairs, there were still many onlookers, the crowd not dispersed in the slightest, still abuzz.

Xu Chaomu had called Shen Chi, the moment Nie Chenglang went upstairs.

Shen Chi was in the office discussing matters with Xiao Mo when he saw the call from Xu Chaomu, and picked up.

“Mumu.”

“Are you free right now?” Xu Chaomu was frantic, nearly stamping her feet in anxiety on the spot.