Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 293 - 293 293 Is it strange that Im still alive (2)_1

?Chapter 293: 293, Is it strange that I’m still alive (2)_1 Chapter 293: 293, Is it strange that I’m still alive (2)_1 They kidnapped Luoluo with a purpose, and until they get what they want, Luoluo’s safety should not be in jeopardy.

Upon hearing that, the faces of Jian Luo’s family members darkened.

Black Jack glanced out of the window, his mood as black as the night outside.

Luo Xiaobai, you had better survive!

…

The silver moon partly hid among the clouds casting a shadowy appearance on the trees.

The outskirts, deserted, resonated with a chilling creepiness.

Not far away, an unmarked black van parked in front of a dark gray cottage. The cottage, that seemed uninhabited for quite some time, was surrounded by moss and weeds growing unchecked, with the external walls showing signs of decay.

The cottage’s windows were tightly shut, even the curtains were drawn. Not a single ray of starlight or moonlight could penetrate it.

Unlike the pitch-black surroundings, the interior of the house brightly lit.

A dazzling and luxurious chandelier was suspended from the ceiling, comfortable sofas, soft carpets, the interior had spared no expense on luxury.

The attention to detail reflected the host’s taste for high-quality living, implying that the owner of the house lived a life of leisure and luxury.

Sprawled on the soft gray carpet was a figure in white that stood out strikingly.

The soft light refracted off the figure, giving the chestnut hair a subtle luster, the sharp and handsome side profile appeared delicate yet strong, making it quite hard to discern his gender.

“Both of you did a good job this time, a reward will follow.” A man lounged on the sofa, draped loosely in a bathrobe, his legs crossed on the coffee table. A beautiful woman was tucked under each of his arms, a clear image of debauchery.

The robust, black-clad men standing nearby beamed at the promise, “Thank you for your generosity, master.”

The man gestured, “You may leave.”

“Understood.”

The two black-clad men who kidnapped Jian Luo respectfully bowed and proceeded to guard the door.

For a moment, the only sound that echoed in the living room was of the man and women playfully teasing each other.

“Stop it, naughty.”

The woman’s voice was tender and enticing, her hands sneaking inside the man’s robe, lightly caressing his chest.

“Let’s have another drink.”p>
The man flashed a wicked grin, took a sip of the wine offered to his lips, then pressed his mouth against the woman’s, passing the wine to her.

“How’s it? Tasty, isn’t it?”

The man’s chiseled face and deep-set features seemed to set the hearts of the two women aflutter, as they nestled against him.

“Stop! You just love to tease.”

Having swallowed the red wine, the woman licked her lips subtly, her suggestive intention hardly concealed.

The man burst into loud, hearty laughter, his hand freely feeling up the woman beside him.

“Master, we were successful in capturing Jian Luo, but wouldn’t this stir up trouble with the Jian family?” The black-clad man standing beside the couch voiced his concern as he glanced at the unconscious person on the floor.

The Jian family held a strong influence in M Country, with powerful connections in both underworld and high society, and even the royal family had to show them some respect. Jian Luo was the grandson of the Jian family patriarch, kidnapping him could lead to serious trouble if the matter was exposed.

What’s more, the scariest person in the Jian family – Jian Qing.

That woman, with her ruthless and bloody methods, was well-known for her fierce protection of her family. If she found them out, there wouldn’t be one man left standing in their group.

As the man finished, he glanced at the figure lying unconscious on the floor, a vicious flash in his eyes.

“Aid, when did you become so cowardly?”

His icy question sent a shiver down Aid’s spine.

“Master, I didn’t mean to sound cowardly. I suggest we should not mess with the Jian family, considering our main target is someone else. If we get into trouble now, not all our people are in M country, and it’ll be too late for them to handle the situation if things get out of hand,” Aid explained.

The man pushed aside the woman next to him, picked up a glass of wine, his eyes flashing menacing. The wickedness in them was reflected off the crimson liquid in the glass.

“My dear brother’s most cared-for person is Jian Luo. If I don’t target his weak spot, how can I take my revenge and retrieve what’s rightfully mine?”

Having spoken his piece, the man guzzled the remaining wine and casually tossed the glass to the floor.

“Smash-”
The glass shattered on the floor, scattering glass fragments everywhere. The women flinched in terror, afraid to even breathe.

Aid glanced at the broken glass on the floor, his eyes flickering.

The man glanced at the unconscious figure on the carpet, a smirk of mockery playing on his lips.

Jian Luo!

After a while, there was a slight stir at Jian Luo’s fingertips, and his eyelids slowly fluttered open beneath the curtain of his hair.

The blurred vision slowly came into focus, presenting the shattered glass not far away from his view.

When the hazy memories from before he lost consciousness started to flow back into his mind, a chill ran down Jian Luo’s spine.

“Well, look who’s awake!”

The man’s cold and scornful voice echoed in the room.

With the numbness in his hands not yet completely worn off, Jian Luo struggled to prop himself up and slowly stood up.

He quickly glanced around and noticed all the windows and doors were tightly shut.

Following the direction of the voice, he looked up and locked eyes with a pair of grey-blue eyes.

Those eyes seemed familiar.

It seemed too familiar.

“Who are you?” Jian Luo asked, his voice hoarse.

The man threw back his head and laughed as if he’d heard the funniest joke, his eyes filled with venom when they came to rest on Jian Luo.

“Ha, who am I? Jian Luo, after two years of not seeing each other, you seem to have forgotten me very quickly!”

Jian Luo gently rubbed his still-numb arm, scrutinizing the man’s face attentively. Trying to keep his composure, he asked, “Who exactly are you?”

This man knew his name, moreover, he seemed acquainted with him, but Jian Luo’s memory had no trace of this person.

Could he be their enemy from the past?

The man leaned back, laid a hand on his grey-blue eyes and hinted, “Jian Luo, don’t these eyes seem familiar to you?”

With the man’s words barely out of his mouth, Jian Luo focused on his grey-blue eyes, a frown of confusion on his face.

Goddamn it, a flash of recognition lit up his brain.

Could this be…

“Seems like you’ve figured it out,” the man’s voice echoed once again.

Jian Luo, “Bryce!”

A person’s voice may change, their appearance may change, but their gaze and distinct character are things that change very rarely.

He was supposed to be dead, what exactly is going on?

“Tch tch, it’s been a long time since anyone called me by that name, it feels nostalgic!” A smirk played on the man’s face.

“Is it surprising that I’m still alive, huh?”

Jian Luo remained silent, his gaze fixed on the man, icy cold.