Chapter 29: Regretting It Now? Keep Regretting!
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Zhang Fan pretended to be shocked.
“What? John is actually that twisted?”
“He wants to torture you to death?”
“There are lots of dead people in the room too? No way!”
Liu Yan was frantic. She desperately lowered her voice, terrified that she might wake John, who was sleeping soundly.
“Honey, it’s true! I’m really not lying to you!”
“He finally showed his true colors. He beat me horribly, and I’m covered in bruises from head to toe.”
“He even removed my SIM card, so I can’t call the police. The only thing I could do was get online and video-call you.”
Zhang Fan stared at Liu Yan’s bruised and swollen face on the screen.
He would have liked to keep up the act a little longer.
But he simply could not hold it in.
In an instant, the corners of his mouth shot upward, and he burst into thunderous laughter.
“Haha—hahahaha…”
“Liu Yan, Liu Yan… You’re finally getting what you deserve, aren’t you?”
“When you went to America, weren’t you awfully pleased with yourself? You said that once you got to America, you’d transform overnight and become one of the upper class!”
Liu Yan froze.
She had never imagined that Zhang Fan would show her not the slightest bit of mercy.
Not only was he tearing open her wounds, he was laughing like a madman while doing it.
Before Liu Yan could say anything, Zhang Fan suddenly composed himself again, his expression turning solemn.
“By the way, who exactly is your husband? Didn’t we already get divorced?”
“You’re the noble Miss America now. How could someone like me ever hope to associate with you?”
“Oh, my daughter’s finished school. I have to go pick her up. As for you, you’re on your own.”
With that, the video froze on Zhang Fan’s laughing face before the call abruptly ended.
Liu Yan was so furious she nearly lost her mind. She covered her face and burst into tears.
Her tears seeped into her wounds, making the pain so intense that she grimaced.
But she did not dare cry too loudly, afraid of waking John.
Damn you, Zhang Fan. You really deserve to die!
We had thirteen full years of marriage between us, no matter what else could be said.
Even though we’re divorced now, how could you stand by and watch me die?
All I asked was for you to spend one minute calling the embassy for me. You couldn’t even spare me that one minute!
Liu Yan sobbed uncontrollably, her hatred for Zhang Fan reaching its peak.
As for calling her parents…
No!
Absolutely not!
She could not let them know about her current situation. She was already in such a wretched state—she would die of shame.
Once they found out, all their relatives and friends would know too. Then what would have been the point of coming to America?
Just then, her eyes suddenly lit up.
Scissors!
There were scissors!
A pair of scissors lay on the bedside table!
I can cut through the ropes!
At the thought, Liu Yan grew agitated and instinctively glanced at John.
He was sleeping deeply.
With extreme caution, Liu Yan picked up the scissors from the bedside table and slowly cut through the ropes binding her.
Once her hands and feet were free, she grabbed the scissors without hesitation and drove them into John’s neck!
John’s eyes flew wide open. His drowsiness vanished instantly, and he woke up in a panic.
When he saw what Liu Yan had done, he instinctively tried to fight back.
But his artery had been severed, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
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Within seconds, he lost all consciousness and collapsed onto the bed, his body twitching violently.
Blood stained the entire bed crimson.
Liu Yan raised the scissors and continued stabbing John.
Only when his breathing had stopped completely did she finally cease.
After killing him, Liu Yan broke down. She knelt on the bloodstained sheets and wailed.
Then she hurriedly covered her own mouth.
John lived in a suburban villa surrounded by neighbors.
If she alerted them, she would be finished!
And she was an illegal immigrant who had not yet obtained a visa.
If she went to the police, she might not even be able to prove that she had the right to invoke the Stand-Your-Ground Law.
Besides, as an illegal immigrant, even if she avoided prison after reporting the crime, she would be deported to China.
And once she returned to China, she might not even be allowed through customs!
She was effectively stateless now.
No!
Liu Yan shook her head through her tears.
I absolutely cannot go back. I would rather live as a homeless person in America than return.
No one can find out how miserable I am right now!
After crying for a while, Liu Yan forced herself to set aside her fear and began imitating the methods she had seen in movies, trying to dispose of the body.
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If Zhang Fan could see Liu Yan’s predicament at that moment, he would only have laughed even louder.
After carrying his daughter back to the car, Zhang Qingyun suddenly burst into tears.
Zhang Fan was startled. He hurriedly patted her back and looked at her tenderly.
“Sweetheart, what’s wrong?”
“Why are you crying?”
“Did someone at school bully you again?”
With reddened eyes, Zhang Qingyun lifted her head and looked at Zhang Fan.
“Daddy, I want Mommy.”
“Why hasn’t Mommy come back for the whole past week?”
“After she went to America, did she stop wanting Qingyun? Sob…”
Zhang Fan felt a pang of guilt and pulled Zhang Qingyun tightly into his arms.
Of course, he could not tell such a young child about everything Liu Yan had done.
All he could do was comfort her softly.
“Sweetheart, Daddy and Mommy are divorced now.”
“And Mommy can’t come back from America. She’ll have to stay there for the rest of her life.”
Zhang Qingyun felt terribly wronged.
“Daddy, my classmates asked me today why it’s always my daddy who comes to pick me up.”
“They’ve never seen my mommy.”
“Daddy, I don’t want to be a child without a mother. I don’t want to…”
Zhang Fan’s heart ached unbearably.
He had lost his own father when he was young and had been raised by his disabled mother.
He naturally understood what Zhang Qingyun was feeling.
Because he had no father, Zhang Fan had been discriminated against, ostracized, and bullied from childhood.
Fortunately, his mother had raised him well. She had not allowed him to become weak, teaching him instead to answer every insult with his fists.
But that kind of toughness had forced him to mature far too early. It was not healthy.
Many shadows had remained in Zhang Fan’s heart.
He truly did not want his daughter to go through the same thing.
Whether a child lacked a father’s love or a mother’s, their emotional development would suffer.
He lifted Zhang Qingyun’s face in both hands, his eyes slightly reddened.
“Sweetheart, Daddy will never let you become a child without a mother.”
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“Daddy will find you a good mother. She’ll take wonderful care of you, all right?”
Although Zhang Qingyun was still young, she was old enough to understand the difference between affection and dislike.
Since her father had said that, there must have been some hardship between him and her mother.
She obediently nodded and held out her small, clean little finger.
“Daddy, you can’t lie to Qingyun.”
“Pinky promise!”
Only then did Zhang Fan relax. Smiling, he hooked his little finger with his daughter’s.
“Come on. Daddy will take you out for something delicious.”
Zhang Qingyun finally smiled through her tears and hugged Zhang Fan’s arm tightly.
“Yay! Something delicious!”
He drove his daughter to an upscale Chinese restaurant.
Zhu Qing’an, who had hurried over after receiving Zhang Fan’s call, stood anxiously outside the restaurant.
On the way there, Zhang Fan had already explained the situation to her.
He wanted her to take on the role of a good mother and was willing to date her for a while. The conditions were simple: all she had to do was treat Qingyun well. Nothing else mattered.
Happiness had arrived too suddenly. Zhu Qing’an had been busy with several company projects and was completely unprepared.
She had come straight there in a black uniform.
When she saw Zhang Fan’s car, Zhu Qing’an became even more nervous, her delicate body trembling as she hurried over.
She put on a composed expression, greeted Zhang Fan, and gave him a sweet smile.
“So you’re Zhang Qingyun?”
“Qingyun, come down and let Auntie give you a hug.”
Zhang Qingyun was stunned when she saw Zhu Qing’an’s face.
The little girl stared blankly at Zhu Qing’an for a long time without moving.
Her reaction made Zhu Qing’an even more nervous.
Could it be that the child doesn’t like me?
No way…
I haven’t done anything wrong!
Was my greeting inappropriate?
This won’t do! If she really doesn’t like me, won’t my plan to be with Big Brother fall apart?
Zhang Qingyun stared at her with wide, beautiful eyes and could not help exclaiming,
“Auntie, you’re so beautiful!”
“You’re the prettiest girl Qingyun has ever seen.”
Zhu Qing’an’s emotions rose and fell like a roller coaster. Her nervousness vanished, and she swept Zhang Qingyun into her arms, grinning from ear to ear.
“Qingyun is beautiful too. Auntie has never seen such a lovely little girl.”
“What would you like to eat, Qingyun?”
Zhang Qingyun had already become completely captivated by Zhu Qing’an’s beauty.
Adults and children, men and women alike—all of them lost their ability to move when they saw a beautiful woman.
Beauty was a rare resource in every social class.
And Zhu Qing’an’s beauty was on an entirely different level.
Zhang Qingyun giggled foolishly, revealing two tiny canine teeth.
“I want braised pork!”
“And Dongpo pork, and clay-pot chicken!”
Seeing how harmoniously his daughter and Zhu Qing’an were getting along, Zhang Fan felt somewhat relieved.
The three of them entered the restaurant and took their seats.
As soon as they sat down, Zhu Qing’an received a text message. After reading it, her expression changed slightly.
Zhang Fan noticed her unusual reaction and raised an eyebrow.
“What happened?”
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