Daddy CEO's Beloved Wife

545  Difference Between Two Sides

The way back home was short and quick.

By the time they entered the house they now called home, their son, Little Zhanzhan, was already fast asleep, unaware that his parents had hopped into bed with their overly tired bodies.

A lot had happened at the Cao family's party, one of which was Cao Yujin's attempt to humiliate Ran Xueyi through another person's hands. However, it was a futile attempt, if she may add. But Ran Xueyi didn't want to ponder what happened to Ms. Chen, who failed to carry out the orders. It didn't mean she didn't care about what would happen to Ms. Chen. But Ran Xueyi wasn't born a saint to help a person who had already harmed her once.

Stirring in bed, Ran Xueyi turned to face her husband, who had his eyes closed and chest heaving up and down, signaling that he was in deep sleep. Song Yu Han had once mentioned to her that sleeping was a luxury to him, even after they got married. But it was the same for her. Well, most of the time, it was spent rolling in the sheets with him, but she knew the reason behind his paranoia and inability to sleep in peace.

Ran Xueyi closed her eyes when the clock on the bedside table told her it was past midnight, stretching her arm around her husband's waist for more warmth and comfort.

***

In the Cao family's mansion.

A not-so-calm night was happening.

Several guards with guns and hunting dogs in hand surveyed the area. A strong ray of light came through their flashlights as they scoured for any unwanted visitors who might still be around the perimeter of the Cao family's land.

But no matter how many people were used or how many times they circled the walls surrounding the land, they found no sign of an intruder, just like how the classified documents hidden within the walls were nowhere to be seen.

"Useless fools!" the old Patriarch of the Cao family banged his palms against the surface of the table. The glare he shot towards the chief-head of the family guards could melt even the entirety of Antarctica. "You have a hundred men under you, and not even one of them could find a trace of the bastard who stole from me?"

Sam Huang, the chief-head of the family guards, hung his head low, guilty of the accusations flung at him. "I'm deeply sorry, Patriarch. The men who were in the monitoring room were knocked out before they could identify the intruder. From the looks of it, it wasn't just one person planning to take things from you."

The monitoring room was the place with the highest and tightest security. Several guards were stationed there to prevent anyone from entering. One press of an alarm from one of the monitoring men, and the entire land would be in complete lock-down.

And to think that the room was invaded and every man inside it was put to sleep didn't sit right with Sam. He would never believe that a single person could do it, would do it, or was able to do it.

And of course, he knew the old patriarch was also thinking the same.

"The men inside the monitoring room," Old Patriarch Cao said as he helplessly released a deep sigh. "Deal with them properly. I don't want them roaming around my house when they failed to satisfy me."

Sam nodded and made a move to leave but paused in the middle of it. "Patriarch, what should we do about the woman that Ms. Cao Yujin brought into the guest room?"

The old patriarch stared at him, holding it hard, making Sam realize it was a stupid mistake to ask this from him. But the old man behind the expensive and shiny desk tapped his fingers on the surface. "Cao Yujin will take care of it."

Sam's blood turned cold. The young miss' way of 'taking care' of her guests, especially those who were brought into one of the guest rooms in the southern building, was creative and evil. And everyone in the Cao family knew this.

***

In a darkened room, Ms. Chen lay on her side on the carpeted floor, her tied hands on her hammering heart as her body felt an itchy and tingling sensation spreading across her veins to the tips of her fingers.

Her hands trembled as the sound of footsteps got closer and closer, stopping right by the door. Was it Cao Yujin?

Creeaak.

Ms. Chen couldn't wait to raise her head to see who had entered the room. If she guessed right, she would immediately beg Cao Yujin to forgive her and let her go. But the heavens played a trick on her.

Her breath caught in her throat at the sight:

Cao Yujin, who had brought her into this room, had returned with a couple of men—she recognized them as some of the guards in the Cao mansion—two of them were lanky and lean, but they exuded a dangerous air of a man waiting in a dark alley. The remaining one, who stood behind Cao Yujin, was tall and possessed a physique wider than the two men combined.

"Well, you're awake. I thought the dr*g in your ring would at least put you in a deep sleep," Cao Yujin said as she stepped closer; the three men didn't follow her as they stood like statues behind her.

Ms. Chen watched as the pointed tip of Cao Yujin's lustrous red shoe was just a few inches away from her face. "Ca—cao Yujin, please untie me."

"Untie you?" Cao Yujin crooned.

Miss Chen weakly nodded. "Yes, please… My parents should be worrying about where I am now."

A fiendish grin was on Cao Yujin's beautiful face. "So what? Do you think I care if your parents die from worrying about you? Word of advice: it's better for you to be obedient, lest you end up suffering from pain."

What did she mean by that? Ms. Chen scrunched her eyebrows, concerned. Was Cao Yujin referring to the dr*g in her body?

But her question was quickly answered:

"These men have been tired after a long night," Cao Yujin said as she started to grin. "And I thought, as their employer, I should feel sympathy towards them. And thus, an idea came to mind. You, Miss Chen, can entertain for the night, right?"

Ms. Chen's stomach dropped. The men behind Cao Yujin stepped forward as if on cue to her words. "By the way, you said that the dr*g in your ring was a strong aphrodisiac that wasn't released to the black market yet, right?" Cao Yujin's voice continued to speak in a sinister tone, "Isn't it a good thing to have a personal experience of how long the effects will last?" Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Gods, she wasn't going to… No, Ms. Chen knew that Cao Yujin would. She was sure she would do it to her.

"I didn't do you any wrong, Cao Yujin. Please spare me!" Three men, who looked at her with intense lust, would destroy her. Ms. Chen couldn't let them touch her!

But Cao Yujin was deaf to her fear. "You didn't?" Her voice sounded surprised and disbelieving. "I told you to ruin Ran Xueyi. She was snuggling up to a foreign man who is not her husband. She should have not escaped tonight had you succeeded in trapping her with the effects of that dr*g."

Ms. Chen closed her eyes, shaking her head in denial. It wasn't that she didn't try to do as she was ordered. But the man beside Ran Xueyi at that time glared at her, as if he would snap her neck in two if she even touched his wife. Moreover, Cao Qing, Cao Yujin's cousin, was there. He didn't do anything, but he acted as if he was a wall between her and Ran Xueyi.

And Ran Xueyi… she's not an easy prey either.

She was just an actress, yet how could she intimidate her like that to the point that Ms. Chen voluntarily returned to Cao Yujin's side, even knowing that once she did that, her fate was now in the hands of the latter.

Cao Yujin clearly didn't care about her. Ms. Chen had already known this as she heard the former continue with a lazy manner, "I'll see you again after… well, after the drugs are no longer in effect."

Ms. Chen's tears silently trickled down the side of her face, already resigned to what she was about to experience. She couldn't help herself thinking about the girls whom she had done the same before. Did they feel the same fear as her? They must have. At least, to her, the fear she seemed to seep through her bones.

"Boys, serve Miss Chen properly. She's an important guest of mine." Cao Yujin walked towards the door. "If I hear that you haven't been serving her well… you will pay for it."

"Yes, Miss!"

The closing door was the last memory of Ms. Chen before the night became a hazy and muddled memory full of sweat, tearing sounds, and screams.