After Being Reborn, Her Only Mission Is to Love Him-Chapter 668 - 666: Send Off on the Spot?

But the more she resisted, the more Song Sinian wanted to tease her.

The results of this teasing made the situation spiral out of control.

Lu Zhaozhao simply couldn’t withstand the clever Song Sinian; he was eager to employ every trick in the book on her.

Her ankles were held by him, raised high, marked with red imprints of his fingers.

Unable to endure, she scratched Song Sinian a few times, but it was futile and only spurred him on more.

As a result, what should have been breakfast turned into lunch...

The midday sun was bright.

Yet Xiao Mo, confined in an old building, couldn’t feel any warmth.

These past few days, though that woman hadn’t come to visit him, the bruises from his beating hadn’t healed much.

And his food had been scant as well.

The person guarding him showed no signs of releasing him anytime soon.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

A raucous noise broke the silence in the decrepit building, suggesting someone had approached.

Xiao Mo’s eyes lit up instantly, and he started yelling outside, "Help! Save me!!!"

He screamed desperately at the top of his lungs.

The person guarding him, startled by his shouting, rushed over to cover his mouth but got bitten instead.

Seeing this, the guard stuffed a rag into his mouth to silence him.

He hurried to the window and saw that there were indeed people nearby.

But these people seemed to have no intention of entering the old building and left after a brief wander around the vicinity.

The guard frowned and ultimately decided to call Xia Wenjin.

This old factory was usually deserted, but if it were discovered, they’d be in trouble.

He was only in it for some quick money and definitely didn’t want to risk his life!

Or end up in jail!

Xiao Mo watched as the guard’s tense expression faded, his hopeful eyes dimming instantly.

He hung his head, gave up struggling, and listened quietly as the guard made a call.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

The call was soon answered.

"Hello?" The person on the other end sounded impatient. "What is it? Speak up!"

The guard was startled but reported honestly, "Miss, keeping this man in the old factory might not be safe. Someone was nearby just now; they didn’t find the man, but just in case..."

He trailed off, but he felt sure the person on the other end understood his point.

Keeping Xiao Mo in the dilapidated factory was bound to lead to his discovery sooner or later.

If they didn’t want him found, the best solution was to move him to some residential location.

And lock him up tight there.

Xia Wenjin frowned, it took her a while to understand who the man on the other side was talking about.

She had been busy with Zhao Qingfeng recently, pampered by his attentions, and had completely forgotten about Xiao Mo.

Originally, she had intended to keep Xiao Mo around to torture him occasionally, allowing her to vent her resentment thoroughly.

But if keeping him endangered her, she was naturally unwilling to continue.

Xia Wenjin narrowed his eyes, "I know. Go take care of him and then come back."

"Take care of him?" The guard’s eyes suddenly widened significantly.

Even Xiao Mo, who was secretly listening, had his eyes widen in an instant.

He hadn’t expected that a single phone call from the guard would send him away?

If he hadn’t been shouting just now, would he not have to die?

Xiao Mo was completely overwhelmed.

His mind was a jumbled mess now.

Although being tied up here was uncomfortable, if compared to dying, he’d rather be tied up.

Better to cling to a miserable life than to die, a principle he still understood.

The guard seemed to realize he’d gotten a bit too loud and quickly covered the receiver, lowering his voice and said, "Miss, this is domestic territory; doing this sort of thing here can easily be discovered..."

Moreover, he didn’t want blood on his hands at all.

Especially for a woman.

Xia Wenjin, of course, saw no problem at all; to her, she was now the miss of the Feng Ya Family.

She would do whatever she wanted.

She didn’t need to listen to anyone else; her word was law.

Xia Wenjin snorted lightly, "I know this is domestically. Just make it clean, and make sure nobody finds out."

"But... but..."

"There are no buts!" Xia Wenjin interrupted before the guard could finish.

She didn’t have time to deal with him now.

Xia Wenjin’s expression darkened, and even her voice grew colder, "I told you to figure out a way to deal with him. If you can’t handle it, then wait to be taken care of!"

"..."

Great, why did he have to call this woman?

His job was neither easier nor less risky.

Hearing no response on the other end of the call, Xia Wenjin finally said, "Do well, and when it’s all over, I will send you a bonus. Now, do as I said."

The guard heaved a silent sigh and resignedly replied, "I understand, Miss."

Then, he was ready to hang up the phone.

The guard looked at Xiao Mo, seeing his defeated look and sighed helplessly, "You know, don’t blame me for being ruthless; it’s your bad luck to have encountered the miss of the Feng Ya Family. If you want revenge, seek her out after you die; don’t come after me."

Xiao Mo violently shook his head, trying to prevent the guard from taking any action.

But the guard harshly chopped him on the back of his neck, and Xiao Mo lost consciousness.

Seeing this, the guard sighed again, "This factory might be demolished anytime. Burying you here would be a trouble; I might as well drown you in the river. When you become a vengeful ghost, go and seek revenge on Feng Ya Meizi; just don’t come looking for me..."

Xiao Mo lay motionless on the ground, yet inside, his mind was in turmoil.

He had just been hit, and he actually wanted to struggle a bit more, but considering the guard was prepared to kill him, there was likely a fallback plan.

If he kept struggling, he might be killed right there.

But if he played along, the guard might use other methods—

perhaps administer some drugs, or let him bleed out. As long as they had further plans, there might be a chance to escape.

He was somewhat relieved to hear the guard mention drowning him; at least he wasn’t being poisoned on the spot.

Otherwise, no matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn’t think of a way out. But if it was just drowning, that worried him a bit less...