After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Xiao Yan stared at her panicked and pale face, and said in a cold and sarcastic voice: "This broken bell almost killed me, do you think I should keep it?"

It's over, there's really no way out...

She was sweating profusely as she clutched the bell, and her whole body felt like it was in an ice cellar. She said woodenly, "I'm leaving now. You should have a good rest."

The last bit of desire to survive was completely extinguished.

Maybe, this is the last time.

She is about to meet the real King of Hell.

Just as she turned around, the man behind her said, "Come back."

She paused, turned back, but did not dare to go to him. She just stood at the door, her heart pounding.

Xiao Yan really started to question: "You were the one who set off the signal flare for the operation on the island, right?"

Telling the truth will result in death, and lying will result in a very ugly death.

So she pursed her lips, and chose to remain silent between death and an ugly death.

Xiao Yan kindly reminded her: "Silence means consent."

"..."

There was a dead silence, no argument.

In fact, he didn't need to ask, because he saw all her little tricks.

He had expected her to carry out her escape plan on Capri.

But what he didn't expect was that Ye Xiaowu would rather join forces with Su Cha to kill him than stay by his side.

He was angry and upset, but he smiled calmly: "Why is it Capri Island?"

When he smiled, Ye Xiaowu became even more frightened. It felt like his throat was stuffed with cotton and he could hardly make a sound.

Xiao Yan's patience was running out, and his voice became even colder: "Speak."

She stood by the door, holding onto the door frame with one hand, and choked out, "You might as well just shoot me and kill me."

Telling the truth would only make him hate her more and get angrier.

The man glared at her coldly and snorted, "You wishful thinking."

"…What do you want?"

Xiao Yan questioned him: "You don't have to tell the truth, I'll let an eagle break your ribs one by one..."

The words have not yet fallen.

Ye Xiaowu's tears burst out like a faucet.

She choked up and spoke anxiously: "Capri Island is the closest to Naples, and the island is small. Sucha said that you are very capable in jungle combat, but there are not many jungles on Capri Island, and the highest mountain is less than 600 meters. Compared with large islands and forests, there is not much vegetation, and the concealment is not that good. This reduces the difficulty for the sniper who snipes you..."

Not only does she want him to escape, she wants him dead.

I really want him to die.

Ah.

What is White Honeymoon Island?

Fuck the honeymoon.

It turned out that this was all part of her and Sucha's meticulous hunting plan. She even found out how high the highest mountain on Capri Island was.

Xiao Yan leaned there, the effect of the anesthetic seemed to have completely worn off, and the pain in his chest suddenly intensified.

Broken ribs seemed to hurt more than a neutron bullet.

Every word Ye Xiaowu said was like arsenic.

She cried desperately, her voice was intermittent, almost drowned by sobs, and she almost begged: "You don't want to hear the truth... Can you stop talking... um..."

Let her die happily.

Instead of cutting her flesh with a blunt knife, she was being tortured closer to death step by step.

But Xiao Yan did not give up.

Even if he dies, he wants to die knowingly.

"Go on, speak clearly."

Ye Xiaowu sobbed: "What else do you want to know?"

Her mind was blank at the moment and she had no idea where to start.

Xiao Yan asked them one by one: "Before going to Capri, why did you take the initiative to me that night in Naples?"

"If I don't take the initiative, you will be more wary of me, but if I take the initiative..."

"okay."

He interrupted coldly.

There was not a word he wanted to hear.

That night, they strolled through the chaotic and charming alleys of Naples. She said a lot of nice things and said that she didn't know how to coax a man but just wanted to coax him.

Back at the villa, they kissed each other naturally and she took the initiative to sleep with him. During one of the sessions, she wrapped her arms around his neck and asked for a kiss.

Since these are all fake.

So……

He stared at her: "You said you wanted to give birth to my child, but that was also a lie, right?"

"..."

She didn't dare answer.

In the dim ward, all that responded to him was a long silence and low sobs.

Xiao Yan leaned his head back, his Adam's apple rolling, and sneered: "Ye Xiaowu, do you think I should peel your skin or pull out your tendons?"

It seems that none of them can relieve the hatred.

A heavy feeling of depression that could not be dispersed at all accumulated in the chest, and was suppressed and was about to burst out.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly asked, "Where's the bell?"

"……what?"

"That broken bell is also part of the plan, right?"

She sniffed and her voice became hoarse: "This is not..."

Xiao Yan scoffed: "Ye Xiaowu, do you think I believe it?"

If a person tells too many lies, it will be hard to believe him when he tells the truth.

She still couldn't help but beg for life: "It's really not Lingdang... I didn't expect it..."

"What did you not expect?" He sneered, "Did you not expect that I would break six ribs for this broken bell? Or did you not expect that with such a thorough plan, I would still not die?"

"..."

She stood there, almost biting her lips before she regained a bit of rationality. She raised her hand to untie the diamond necklace from her neck, walked over carefully, and placed the diamond necklace on the cabinet beside the bed.

"Give this back to you."

She was going to die anyway, so no matter how valuable the things were, they would be meaningless to her.

Xiao Yan's face was tense and gloomy, and he ignored her.

Ye Xiaowu waited for a few seconds but got no response, so he said, "I'm leaving now, you should have a good rest."

Ah.

She is quite caring.

Just turned around.

Xiao Yan said in a cold voice: "Leave the bell behind and put the necklace back."

The tone was firm, an order.

She froze.

Could it be that he was angry at her and wanted to bury her with him?

But at this juncture, she really didn't dare to ask anything. She just silently put the bell on the cabinet and took the diamond necklace away.

Xiao Yan closed his eyes, not even bothering to look at her, and just said, "Get out."

She clutched the diamond necklace, took a deep breath, and walked out quickly.

In fact, death is not scary.

The scary thing is that you don’t know when you will die or how you will die. It feels like an inhumane torture.

For the next month, Xiao Yan stayed in Naples to recuperate, and Ye Xiaowu was locked up in the villa, with mercenaries guarding the house inside and outside.

The person she interacts with most every day is Uncle Fei, the housekeeper of the villa.

When she was trapped here at first, she was in constant fear every day and couldn't eat, for she was afraid that one day she would fall asleep and be dragged up by an eagle and shot.

But people always forget the pain once the wound has healed. A month later, there was no trace of either Lao Ying or Xiao Yan.

She hoped that these people were doing great things and would just ignore her.

As a result, her appetite gradually returned to normal. Uncle Fei's attitude towards her did not change much, and the food he served to her every day was of various kinds.

But delicious Italian food will get boring after a while.

She asked Uncle Fei carefully: "Is there any Chinese food? I want to eat hot pot..."

If she had to die here, she wanted to die with a full stomach.

Uncle Fei was stunned at first, then he reacted: "I'm afraid you'll have to wait."

Oh, then there's probably no hope.

Uncle Fei pondered, "It will take at least one or two days to find a Chinese chef with good cooking skills."

Her eyes lit up and she smiled, "It's okay, as long as I can eat it."

From Uncle Fei's tone, it seemed that they had no intention of killing her in the short term, and that she could still live well and enjoy herself for a while.

Be content, really.

Uncle Fei is very efficient and the Chinese chef arrived the next afternoon.

Ye Xiaowu sat next to the electric hot pot, eating beef, tripe, potato chips... and enjoying the meal very much.

After eating and drinking, she sat on the thick wool carpet with nothing to do. She looked at the beautiful sunset outside the window and unconsciously played with the rubber band in her hand.

Suddenly, my finger felt painful.

The red hairband in my hand just...broke.

She was so frightened that her eyes almost popped out.

It's over. It's all over.

This is Xiao Yan Bai Yueguang’s hair band.

No, why didn’t he want to go back? If he wanted to go back, the hairband wouldn’t have ended up in her hands.

Isn't this a disaster?

Just as her brain was working at high speed on how to remedy the situation, on the other side——

Xiao Yan, who had been recuperating in the hospital for a month, looked at the surveillance camera and his brows gradually frowned.

"What is she doing?"

Why is it jumping up and down? Is there a rat in the villa?

In the surveillance video, Ye Xiaowu clutched the red hairband in his hand, hugged his knees in annoyance, and the more he thought about it while sitting there, the darker his life seemed.

All kinds of bad luck happened to her.

The eagle on the side looked at the monitor and frowned as he analyzed: "Is it a stomachache?"

The way she was doing it looked like she was holding her belly.

After a while, Ye Xiaowu began to wipe his tears aggrievedly, which confirmed Old Eagle's guess.

It must be eaten with hotpot.

Just then, Xiao Yan's cell phone rang.

Uncle Fei called: "Miss Ye asked me for needles and thread. I wonder if she wants to commit suicide by swallowing the needles? Should I give it to her?"

Xiao Yan frowned even deeper, "What?"

Uncle Fei told me the truth: "Recently, she and I have been chatting about the topic of whether people are really unconscious after death, and whether they still have soul consciousness. At first I thought she was discussing philosophy and science with me, so I didn't tell you..."

You almost killed him, and now you want to commit suicide out of fear of punishment?

Here, Ye Xiaowu didn't dare tell Uncle Fei that she had broken the red hairband, and asked Uncle Fei for needle and thread, but Uncle Fei shook his head and refused to give her any.

She clutched the broken hairband, feeling confused and scared, and finally fell asleep on the pillow.

In the middle of the night, headlights suddenly flashed in the villa yard, followed by the sound of car engines and rumbling wheels coming from far away.

She started and ran to the window to take a look, her heart beating in her throat.

It's over, Xiao Yan is back to kill her.

She grabbed the broken red hairband and frantically looked for a hiding place in the villa, just wanting to die slowly.

After being locked up for a month, she had never resisted and was so well behaved that the guards around her were too lazy to keep an eye on her. In addition, the villa was very large and there was a terrace that seemed to be unwatched... She hurried over.

People's desire to survive is terrifying, and Ye Xiaowu's desire to survive is even more astonishing.

Even though I know I can't escape from the other person's clutches, even though I know I'm going to die, I still want to struggle in vain.

What if there is still a chance of survival?

But just as she stepped onto the railing with her long legs, she felt a chill on the back of her neck as a big hand grabbed it.

"You failed to commit suicide by swallowing a needle, and now you want to jump off a building?"