Rich Daughter Reincarnates as Her Eighteen-Year-Old Self to Rescue Her Younger Brothers!

Chapter 591: Beating

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

When she opened her eyes again, darkness surrounded her.

Her head seemed to be covered by a paper bag, and the slightest movement of her head made a crisp sound.

A nauseating fishy smell lingered in her nostrils as Mei Shu stopped moving. She could still hear the occasional sound of waves outside, but there were no other sounds of breathing.

Mei Shu tried to sit up but found her hands and feet bound.

Lying on her side on the ground, she didn’t know how long it had been, and half of her body felt numb.

Unable to see the light outside, she couldn’t figure out how long she had been unconscious.

With that thought, Mei Shu began to push her head upward, attempting to remove the paper bag from her head.

But before she could succeed, a sudden flurry of footsteps came from outside.

Mei Shu hastily lay back down, pretending she hadn’t awakened yet.

The floor creaked lightly, followed by the sound of the door being pushed open.

!!..

Though separated by the paper bag, Mei Shu could still feel a sudden burst of blinding sunlight flooding into the room, accompanied by an even stronger fishy smell.

“Why isn’t she awake yet? Could it be that we gave her too much sedative?”

Spoke a woman, unmistakably Feng Wei.

“It’s better if she doesn’t wake up, saves us trouble. Has Lu Si replied yet?” said a man.

Mei Shu felt his voice somewhat familiar but couldn’t recall where she had heard it before.

“Not yet,” Feng Wei replied anxiously. “What if he doesn’t intend to rescue her? If he reports us, we won’t get a penny, and we’re done for!”

“Impossible!” the man asserted confidently. “Lu Si should genuinely care about her. As long as we keep her hidden for a few more days, he’ll agree to our conditions. Then we’ll take the money and disappear!”

Feng Wei hesitated for a moment but nodded heavily. “Okay, I’ll trust you. I’m at my wit’s end anyway.”

The two reached an agreement, and soon the door was closed tightly.

As the footsteps gradually faded away, Mei Shu removed the paper bag covering her head again.

It seemed Feng Wei had kidnapped her solely for money.

For now, she probably wasn’t in immediate danger.

The critical question was, how could she save herself now?

Occasional creaks from the wind passing through the masts, coupled with the swaying floor, indicated they were on a ship at sea.

Mei Shu clicked her tongue in annoyance.

She had forgotten to practice her swimming skills with the system in advance.

But even if she could swim, it might not be of much use if they were adrift in the ocean.

While thinking, Mei Shu began to feel around on the ground, finally finding a piece of broken glass.

She clenched it in her hand, beginning the arduous task of cutting the ropes binding her hands.

“I have to take a look. What if she really dies in our hands?” Unable to shake her concern, Feng Wei returned.

Mei Shu’s heart skipped a beat, hastening her efforts, but it was too late. The footsteps had reached the door. In desperation, she quickly composed herself, stuffing the glass shard into her pants pocket with all her strength, then collapsed to the ground, seemingly powerless.

“Oh, awake?” Feng Wei pushed the door open to see Mei Shu lying on the ground like a fish at her mercy, a smug smile on her face. “Mei Shu, you never thought you’d end up like this, did you? Now that you’re in my hands, I can do whatever I want with you!”

Mei Shu sneered. “Remember the warning I gave you that day? Dare to touch me, and I’ll make you wish you were dead.”

“Even at death’s door, you dare to threaten me!” Enraged, Feng Wei kicked her in the stomach.

Mei Shu groaned in pain, her cold eyes fixed on Feng Wei. “I’ll repay that kick tenfold.”

“You still dare to speak!” Feng Wei kicked her again, her arrogance evident. “I’d like to see how you’ll repay me now. Huh?”

Mei Shu bit her lip to stifle any sound, enduring Feng Wei’s relentless kicks.

By the time Feng Wei grew tired, Mei Shu was drenched in sweat, weak in breath, but her gaze remained resolute, piercing.

Feng Wei felt a sting from that gaze, a hint of fear rising from within, quickly suppressed. “Even facing death, you’re still so defiant. 1 guess Wang Yue was too lenient on you. Now that you’re in my hands, 1’11 show you the consequences of crossing me!”

Squatting down, she forcefully grabbed Mei Shu’s chin, her finger tracing over that delicate face. “I really hate this face of yours. Lu Si went to such lengths to help you, all because he was attracted to your beauty, right? Tell me, if I ruin this face right now, will he still be willing to pay to redeem you?”

Mei Shu sneered, wrenching her chin from Feng Wei’s grip, slowly propping herself up to Feng Wei’s ear, speaking each word clearly, “Remember, tenfold repayment..”