When Jing De woke up again, he found he was in a dilapidated factory.
He was bound tightly by ropes.
In front of him, Qin Chu was leaning on the wall, smoking.
In the chilly night, Qin Chu only wore a black long-sleeved shirt and the diamonds inlaid on the cuffs glittered in the darkness; he was thinking with his head lowered.
The long fingers holding the cigarette were well-shaped.
Huo Mian had once complained that her husband’s hands were more beautiful than hers.
“Chu... Why did you...” Jing De began ekly.
“Shut up.”
Qin Chu looked up and a chilly light flashed across his eyes.
How dare this bastard call him Chu? He had no right.
If he was the real Uncle Jing, it was fine. But this guy was an impostor, a weirdo from nowhere.
“Why did you take here?” Jing De continued to play dumb with a silly smile.
If Qin Chu was another person, he might be tricked.
But Qin Chu wasn’t an ordinary person.
If Jing De hadn’t attacked Bella, Qin Chu might not have dealt with him so soon. He’d watch Jing De continue the act.
But Jing De had begun to deal with his family. This ti it was Bella, the next ti, it might be Zhixin or his mother-in-law.
Qin Chu would never allow such tragedies to happen...
“Do you think I don’t know what you did to Bella?”
Staring at Jing De, Qin Chu demanded, putting emphasis on each word he said.
Jing De pretended to be surprised. “Chu, what did you say? I don’t understand. You must have got the wrong person... How could I hurt Bella? She’s Zhixin’s wife.”
“Uncle Jing wouldn’t hurt her. But you’re not him.”
“Hehe. Chu, you’re joking...”
“I never joke with my enemies.”
Qin Chu threw the unfinished cigarette to the ground and ground it with his foot.
Then he leaned close to Jing De’s face.
“Don’t pretend with . I’ve never believed you’re Jing De from the first day you ca.”
“You can check my DNA.” Jing De was confident of himself.
He was very sly, but his words further confird Qin Chu’s suspicion.
Huo Mian had stolen Jing De’s hair and compared his DNA with Zhixin’s, and the result showed that they were father and son, which was ridiculous.
After all, Huo Mian knew without a doubt that Uncle Jing had died in a car crash many years ago and he was buried in the ground...
A guy who had died for more than ten years ca back suddenly and claid that he was resurrected; it was as ridiculous as a bad novel.
Due to their wishful thinking, Zhixin and Yang irong were gullible, but Qin Chu and Huo Mian knew better. From the mont Jing De appeared, they had been wary of him.
“I don’t know how you duplicated Uncle Jing’s DNA, but you’re not him. So, you’d better answer my questions honestly, or I’ll show you no rcy.”
A dagger appeared in Qin Chu’s hand; it was small but very sharp.
“Let’s play a ga. Whenever I ask you a question, you must answer honestly; if not, I’ll give you a stab. Don’t worry, I was once a dical student and can keep you alive even after stabbing you hundreds of tis. You won’t die imdiately; you’ll suffer slowly...”
“Hehe... You won’t get anything out of .” Jing De smiled; it was a creepy smile.
Finally, he no longer tried to claim he was Jing De.
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