CHAPTER 107: CHAPTER 107: THREATENING HIM LIKE THIS? GOOD, VERY GOOD!

Sister Li hurriedly stepped forward in fear, "Jiayin, what’s wrong with you?"

Gu Jiayin suddenly experienced severe abdominal pain, as if she were dying.

Previously, she had been intensely focused on the news and hadn’t noticed, but now that Sister Li interrupted her, she felt the pain was unbearable.

This was something she experienced every month, akin to going through hell each time she had her period.

She wasn’t always like this. Seven years ago, she fell into the icy river, her body absorbing a large amount of cold air, which led to her having a cold constitution. Since then, each period brought unbearable abdominal pain.

This was her first period after returning to Licheng City, and Sister Li was inexperienced, frightened and at a loss, "Jiayin, where are you uncomfortable?"

Gu Jiayin frowned deeply, painfully yet reassuringly patting Sister Li’s hand, "Don’t worry, it’s just menstrual pain."

"Menstrual pain?" Sister Li frantically covered Gu Jiayin with a blanket, "You never had this before; why is it so painful now?"

At this moment, Gu Jiayin’s entire small face was as pale as paper, even her lips were alarmingly white, "It’s because that year I fell into the river and caught a chill."

"Oh." Sister Li nodded knowingly, "Alright, hang in there, I’ll go make you a cup of brown sugar water."

Sister Li hurried downstairs and soon returned with a cup of hot brown sugar water, "Jiayin, quickly drink the brown sugar water."

With Sister Li’s help, Gu Jiayin drank the entire cup of brown sugar water, and finally felt a bit better. She crawled back into bed, "Sister Li, I’m not going to work today, I want to sleep for a while, please don’t disturb me."

Sister Li looked at her with concern, "Have breakfast before sleeping?"

"I can’t eat." Gu Jiayin weakly shook her head, "I just want to sleep for a while, please leave."

...

Gu Jiayin was truly exhausted last night, and now again in pain, she slept until noon.

It was Sister Li who came in to wake her up, "Jiayin, get up and have some lunch?"

Gu Jiayin slowly opened her eyes, dazed for a couple of seconds, and suddenly sat up, fumbling to find her tablet. Under Sister Li’s puzzled gaze, she opened the news page.

"Boom."

She felt her mind go blank instantly.

On the news webpage, in bold letters, the headline read: Major Terror Attack This Morning, Shengshi Group CEO Sheng Qianchi Injured and Hospitalized.

Mo Qiyan, it was Mo Qiyan who did it, he acted so eagerly.

Gu Jiayin forgot about her physical discomfort, quickly opened the webpage, her fingers swiftly sliding over the screen, reading the news details word by word, wanting to see more reports about Sheng Qianchi.

However, there was not a single word about his injury.

The news described the attack as extremely horrific, accompanied by explosions and gunfire, and both the Suri Royal Family and the cabinet simultaneously announced entering the first-level alert state.

The place where Sheng Qianchi was injured was on the way to a welfare institution, the very institution where her records showed she once lived.

Mo Qiyan said Sheng Qianchi had been personally investigating her these days, could he have been going to that welfare institution?

Sister Li stood aside, seeing Gu Jiayin’s face even paler than before, couldn’t help but ask with concern, "Jiayin, what happened?"

Shocked, Gu Jiayin snapped back to reality, "Sister Li, I don’t want lunch, you can leave."

Though confused, Sister Li sensed the situation might be serious, so she said nothing more and left with the tray.

When only she was left in the bedroom, Gu Jiayin quickly retrieved her phone and dialed Sheng Qianchi’s number, only to be met with the cold message: The phone you are calling is turned off.

She quickly changed to dialing Mo Jun’s number, receiving the same message.

Unknown outcomes come with various possibilities and predictions; people tend to expect the worst, and Gu Jiayin was no different.

The more she thought, the more she felt tremulously uneasy.

Half a minute later, she decisively dialed Mo Qiyan’s cell phone.

As was always the case, he promptly answered her call, his voice still warm and steady, "Jiayin."

"Mo Qiyan," she called his name directly, her tone neither happy nor angry, but obviously urgent and nervous, "Was it you?"

Mo Qiyan remained silent for two seconds, purposefully ignoring her nervousness, "What are you referring to?"

"Naturally, it’s about Sheng Qianchi."

Mo Qiyan’s voice, though still calm, had a noticeably suppressed tone, "Do you care about him so much?"

Every time he thought about her being touched by Sheng Qianchi, and now that she lived in Sheng Qianchi’s villa, he couldn’t help but wish to make Sheng Qianchi disappear from this world in the most brutal way.

Gu Jiayin struggled to suppress her emotional turmoil, "How is his injury?"

Jealousy had risen to Mo Qiyan’s throat, although unseen by Gu Jiayin, his gaze was now as fierce as a beast provoked to anger, "He’s not dead yet, but I will certainly make sure he dies."

"Mo Qiyan," Gu Jiayin stood up agitatedly, just in a beam of sunlight, squinting her eyes in irritation,

"You treat Sheng Qianchi so cruelly because he touched the woman you wish to marry, but why don’t you question who is the real instigator behind all this?"

There was a brief silence on the other end.

Afterward, Mo Qiyan’s voice, still calm, sounded, "Jiayin, are you implying that Su Wanyun brought me this disgrace, is that correct?"

Gu Jiayin said nothing.

Mo Qiyan paused for two seconds and continued, "Jiayin, I haven’t forgotten, Sheng Qianchi must die, and Su Wanyun must also die, but for now, I can’t move against Su Wanyun, rest assured, I will make her pay for that incident in the future."

Yes, Su Wanyun cannot die for now, she is his best tool to consolidate his position.

Gu Jiayin shuddered involuntarily, fully aware of the heavy resentment in Mo Qiyan’s heart, as she had accompanied him day and night during the two years he harbored such anger.

"Mo Qiyan, let Sheng Qianchi go, he has no reason to take responsibility for that incident, it was my accidental intrusion into his room."

Mo Qiyan remained unmoved, "In my world, there’s no reason or lack thereof; he laid hands on my woman, he must pay the price with death."

The crucial point was that his woman cared so much about the one who touched her, making Sheng Qianchi’s death all the more necessary.

"Mo Qiyan, listen, what I cherish most is the sunny, white-clothed prince I first met at age sixteen, but the present you terrifies me, makes me wish to be far apart, never meeting again. If Sheng Qianchi dies by your hand, I will never forgive you."

With that, Gu Jiayin hung up, believing that only by such a decisive manner could she prompt this facet of Mo Qiyan to change his mind.

Mo Qiyan listened to the "beep beep beep" from the phone receiver, his powerful hand gradually distorting the shape of the phone.

She threatened him so fiercely for Sheng Qianchi.

Ha!

Good, very good!