HH Chapter 59

The three people in the car exchanged glances upon hearing the commotion and quickly got out.

Feng Daqiang sniffed and took a step towards Chen Xiaonuan, saying, “I don’t feel like going back tonight. Can you take me in?”

Chen Xiaonuan furrowed her brow, subtly stretching her muscles. “Uncle Feng, you should head back.”

“What if I don’t want to go back?” Feng Daqiang’s eyes widened as he stared at Chen Xiaonuan. His yellowish whites seemed ready to pop out. As he looked down, he slowly pulled his hand from behind his back, revealing a fruit knife pointed at Chen Xiaonuan’s abdomen.

He laughed creepily, showing his yellow teeth with remnants of his breakfast stuck in them. Licking his dry lips, his eyes shone with desire.

“Open the door!” he commanded in a low voice.

Chen Xiaonuan didn’t say another word. She just turned and started unlocking the door.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, ‘click’—the door opened.

Feng Daqiang expected to see a woman’s boudoir, decorated in pink, blue, or white, filled with a pleasant fragrance.

As he fantasized, muttering to himself, “Don’t blame me. Blame yourself for coming home late, wearing so little, and being so beautiful…”

Disgusting words tumbled out of Feng Daqiang’s mouth one by one, while the fruit knife remained firmly pressed against Chen Xiaonuan’s waist. She took deep breaths, waiting for the right moment.

Amidst his fantasies, Feng Daqiang finally saw the room’s layout. A surge of anger and frustration welled up inside him.

He shoved Chen Xiaonuan roughly, yelling, “What are you doing? What is all this crap?”

Chen Xiaonuan, confused, looked around the unfinished apartment, not understanding what he meant. But his push gave her the perfect opportunity.

“What did you say?” Chen Xiaonuan asked, looking at Feng Daqiang.

Overwhelmed by the scene, Feng Daqiang charged at her with the knife. “You worthless woman, wasting my feelings. I’ll make you pay.”

Chen Xiaonuan braced herself. As Feng Daqiang lunged, she seized the moment, grabbing his wrist with one hand and punching him hard in the stomach with the other. Feng Daqiang coughed violently. Chen Xiaonuan twisted his wrist, shouting, “Police, don’t move!”

Feng Daqiang screamed in pain, attempting to resist, but Cheng Ye and the others burst in. Fang Yuan aimed a gun at Feng Daqiang’s head. “Don’t move!”

Seeing the gun, Feng Daqiang immediately wilted. Cheng Ye cautiously approached him. Just as he was about to handcuff Feng Daqiang, the man bolted like an arrow.

“Stop!”

“Stop!”

Cheng Ye and Fang Yuan shouted in unison, reacting swiftly as they pursued him.

In the dark stairwell, Feng Daqiang moved quickly, familiar with the terrain. Cheng Ye and Fang Yuan, however, struggled, nearly falling several times.

They finally reached the ground floor. Cheng Ye saw Feng Daqiang running off and sprinted after him.

Feng Daqiang couldn’t outrun Cheng Ye, who caught up in no time. Cheng Ye kicked his calf, making Feng Daqiang scream and fall.

Cheng Ye twisted Feng Daqiang’s wrist, cuffing him. “Run! Go on, keep running!”

Fang Yuan, hands on his hips, catching his breath, said, “You ran pretty fast! Why don’t you keep going?”

Feng Daqiang whimpered, unable to speak coherently. In the distance, backup police cars arrived. Cheng Ye stood up, dusting himself off disdainfully. “Take him away!”