Hunting for Love for 101 Times

Chapter 287 To live a living hell

Ye Sichen listened to what Mi Ke’er had said without any expression. The coldness in his eyes could freeze Mi Ke’er.

At this moment, Ye Sichen looked indifferent. Apparently, he had no feelings for Xia Nuan.

“Mi Ke’er, don’t worry too much. She won’t die.” Ye Sichen stood up slowly, saying with a hoarser voice.

Mi Ke’er bit her lips and looked at Ye Sichen, “Sir, I don’t know if I can speak something.”

Seeing Ye Sichen keep silent, Mi Ke’er said, “In fact, I don’t believe that Xia Nuan can give the children to Yuezhao Organization. There must be a misunderstanding. Sir, now that the children had passed away, the people survived will always have to continue to live…”

“My children must have been desperate when they died. They hoped that mom and dad would come to rescue them, but no one would. They must be desolate and lonely there. I don’t know whether they’re hungry or thirsty. I won’t bury them. I want to stay with them forever. I can’t make them lonely. They were painful. Whoever makes my children miserable, I will retaliate.” Ye Sichen’s eyes suddenly became sternly, holding the pen and then he broke the pen with a snap.

Mi Ke’er became nervous.

Unexpectedly, Ye Sichen smiled nervously, “I can only forgive her if the children could come back to life.”

Mi Ke’er was helpless. She sighed, turned and left silently.

Si Nanyin supported Xia Nuan, who was sometimes unconscious, and wanted to take her to the hospital, but Xia Nuan refused, still kneeling beside the crystal coffins of the three children. Her tears had already dried up, and her eyes stared at the remains of the three children, filled with distress.

“Xia Nuan, why torture yourself? Get up.”

“No, I am going to make atonement. All of these were caused by me. Ye Sichen was right. I am the one to be blamed.” Xia Nuan said, slapping on her face.

Before Si Nanyin had time to stop, Xia Nuan slapped her face again.

“Enough, don’t do self-harm like this. Xia Nuan, it’s not your fault. Why did you blame everything on yourself after hearing Ye Sichen’s words?”

“No, Lacy, it’s my fault. The whole thing is my fault. Even if I die, I can’t forgive myself. I actually gave my three children to the devils and pushed them into the hell!” Xia Nuan said heartbreakingly.

Lacy and Mi Ke’er were sore, feeling sorry for Xia Nuan and the children.

Xia Nuan suddenly vomited blood, unconscious. By the time Ye Sichen went out, Xia Nuan had been sent away.

Luo Mi brought Luo Lan to give their condolences. Compared with Luo Mi, Luo Lan looked more sorrowful, only staring at the three children, muttering, “Poor children …”

Ye Sichen’s sight felt on the three children, and cared nothing about Luo Lan’s sadness. Luo Lan wiped away her tears, and glanced at Ye Sichen gingerly. Then she walked over Ye Sichen and clasped his cold hands, “Ye, I’m so sorry about this. I know you are sad, but maybe they went to Heaven …”

Ye Sichen wrenched away from Luo Lan’s hands, expressionlessly.

Luo Mi walked over and took Luo Lan away.

After they left, Ye’s family also came to offer their condolences. Madam Ye did not appear. Only Ye Ranni came.

Ye Ranni walked over and looked solemn.

She thought about Ye Linshen and Luo Mi’s conspiracy and wanted to tell Ye Sichen about this, but…

After all, Ye Linshen was her brother. Now Ye Sichen was suffering the pain of losing his children. If she told him about this, he would be so angry to kill Ye Linshen definitely.

After serious considering, Ye Ranni decided to keep this secret.

Xia Nuan gradually awakened. There were two people beside her. Knowing they were Mi Ke’er and Lacy, Xia Nuan wanted to get out of the bed, but Mi Ke’er stopped her.

“You should rest more.” Mi Ke’er advised.

Xia Nuan gazed unseeingly at the moonlight out of the window. Suddenly, she grabbed Mi Ke’er’s arm, “Can you let me die?”

“Don’t do that.”

Mi Ke’er felt a little sad.

Lacy passed a glass of water to Xia Nuan, “Xia Nuan, you are irresponsible for yourself if you die. Your children have passed away, but nothing can be changed if you also die. If you do that for making Ye Sichen forgive you, then you are wrong. Even if you die, Ye Sichen will still hate you.”

Xia Nuan felt shocked, with tears falling down quietly again.

“Ye Sichen treats you as an enemy, but you can’t just be the person he hates. If you really want Ye Sichen to forgive you, then take revenge for the dead children. Take your revenge from the guys who killed your kids.” Lacy said, holding Xia Nuan’s shoulders. “Don’t always say that it was you who killed the children. Even if it is you who give them to the two spies, I believe you are unintentional, because we all know how much you love them.”

Xia Nuan followed Lacy’s advice, calming down gradually. She looked up at Lacy, and then Mi Ke’er.

What Lacy said was reasonable. She wanted revenge, for her children.

Hate flashed in Xia Nuan’s eyes. She held her hands tightly.

It was Mrs. Baili who killed her children!

“Lacy, I will listen to you and stop torturing myself. You are right. All I have to do now is to wreak vengeance on those who hurt my children.”

Lacy and Mi Ke’er were relieved greatly.

Even if there was hatred in her heart, at least she had the goal of revenge. In this way, she would temporarily dispel the thought of seeking death.

Mi Ke’er and Lacy accompanied Xia Nuan for a while and then left. Now only the subordinates of Ye Sichen kept watching on her. Xia Nuan thought of the conversation between Ge Li and Mrs. Ni, which she had previously recorded, and she groped and took out a monitor, holding it tightly.

Xia Nuan got out of the bed slowly, and went out.

“I want to say something to Ye Sichen.”

The bodyguard didn’t reply, and turned to report it to Ye Sichen.

“Mr. Ye said that he does not want to see you.”

The bodyguard turned back and passed Ye Sichen’s words to Xia Nuan.

Xia Nuan stopped talking since then, but Ye Sichen came unexpectedly at night. Xia Nuan looked at Ye Sichen, and he also looked at her.

Ye Sichen looked older and thinner than before. The death of the children made him physically and emotionally damaged. He was no longer the gentle and mild man before, but a bloodthirsty killer.

Ye Sichen’s coldness made Xia Nuan a little scared. He loosened his tie, walked over, and pinched her chin, “I heard that you want to visit me? Do you want me to fuck you? After all, all you think about is having affairs with someone. Once you can’t do that, you will be lonely.”

Xia Nuan wanted to take away Ye Sichen’s hands, but in vain. She frowned, “I have one thing to tell you.”

Ye Sichen treated her pale face violently with his hands, “Well, I also have one thing to tell you.”

He wrenched Xia Nuan’s body, leaving no time for Xia Nuan to refuse him, circled her from behind, choked her neck, and said coldly near her ears, “I feel unhappy if I can’t vent my anger. You know that. Every time I close my eyes, I thought about the scene when my children were killed. Xia Nuan, I want you to make up for it.”

Xia Nuan’s tears fell on Ye Sichen’s fingers, and she turned hard to face Ye Sichen’s cold eyes.

“Whatever you want me to do, I won’t resist.”

“Xia Nuan, I really want to kill you, but I think death is too easy to you. You know what. I won’t let you off so easily. I want you to live a living hell.” Ye Sichen sneered and tore up her clothes. Xia Nuan felt his knife-like cold hands.

Xia Nuan felt painful, and the insufferable pain spread throughout her body. She felt that she was pulled in hell by Ye Sichen, and in the hell created by Ye Sichen, she was enduring extreme punishment.

Xia Nuan felt painful about her blood vessels, pulses and even every cell. She bit her lips but still couldn’t bear what Ye Sichen did to her, so she groaned softly, but bitterly.

Ye Sichen looked at Xia Nuan, indifferently and hatefully. There was no mercy in his eyes. All he wanted was venting his endless anger.

It seemed that only when Xia Nuan was in pain could he feel a little satisfied.

Xia Nuan was somewhat faded and breathless.

Ye Sichen buttoned to cover his sturdy chest. He paced, with a cold face.

Xia Nuan just grabbed his arm, “Can you just listen to me?”

Ye Sichen stopped, but did not look at Xia Nuan.

“I have recorded what Ge Li and your mother Mrs. Ni talked. This recording tells their secret. It was they who put the explosives to kill the children at the kids’ birthday…”

Xia Nuan said, handing a USB to Ye Sichen.

Bang!

But Ye Sichen ruthlessly dropped it to the ground. It was broken.

“You…”

Xia Nuan got up and prepared to pick it up, but Ye Sichen treaded it down, “The children have passed away, so whatever you say is useless.”

After speaking coldly, Ye Sichen left without hesitation.

Xia Nuan felt very heartsick.

Ye Sichen’s relentlessness let her know that he would never forgive her.

Luo Lan and Luo Mi were in the car. Luo Lan looked at the scenery outside thoughtfully, but Luo Mi looked relieved.

“This is Ye Sichen’s retribution.” Luo Mi sneered.

Luo Lan frowned.

Luo Mi went on, “The three bastards were not killed in the first place, but eventually died. Lan, this is Ye Sichen’s nemesis for his betrayal of you. He is not worthy of sympathy, so you do not need to be sad.”

Luo Mi shook Luo Lan’s hands.

Luo Lan nodded.

“Luo Mi, stop. I want to buy something.”

“Let me join you.”

“No, I’m in good mental state.” Luo Lan patted Luo Mi’s hands.

Luo Mi thought for a while and then agreed, “Be careful.”

She believed that Luo Lan’s mental condition had indeed improved. Luo Lan returned after her last disappearance.

Luo Lan got out of the car, went to a hidden place, and called someone.