The Obsessive CEO's Sinful Wife

The woman was emaciated, her hands covered in blood stains, her body pressed hard against the ground. "Once hailed as the best rookie lawyer, now nothing but a pile of mud," a cold and sharp voice echoed above Ling Yiran's head. She struggled to lift her head, looking at the enchanting face before her. Who would have thought that the red-hot star in the entertainment industry, seen as innocent as a white lotus by others, would be so ruthless? "Hao Yimeng, why?" her trembling voice asked. "You killed my sister, and you have the nerve to ask why?" Hao Yimeng sneered, a chilling coldness on her lips and a sinister glare in her eyes. "It wasn't me... I'm innocent!" she said with difficulty, shaking her head continuously, desperately trying to straighten her body, her black eyes staring firmly at the man standing next to Hao Yimeng. That was... her former boyfriend! The man who had once promised to protect her for a lifetime. Back then, even if her finger was accidentally pricked by a needle, he would fret over it for half a day. But now, he watched her being tortured without lifting a finger. "Zi... Ziqi..." she almost shouted with all her might, "Please... believe me..." He remained the same as before, dressed in a suit, but his ink-black eyes, when looking at her, were filled only with gloom and indifference. "Ziqi, you're not actually considering sympathizing with this woman, are you? She's the murderer who killed my sister! I'm doing this just to let my sister rest in peace," Hao Yimeng said, affectionately linking her arm with the man's, her sinister expression turning into a pitiable one when facing him. "It's her own fault, no need for sympathy," Xiao Ziqi gently stroked Hao Yimeng's carefully maintained hair. "Do whatever you want to do." Ling Yiran's eyes widened suddenly! Her own fault?! Humph! The man who had once held her in the palm of his hand now only had these words for her. Where did she find the strength? She suddenly struggled free from the person pressing her down, crawled forward, and desperately tried to get closer to the man. "Ziqi, I don't know what happened in that car accident... I really wasn't drunk driving that day, it was Hao Meiyu's car... coming towards me..." Snap! A foot landed heavily on her hand, causing excruciating pain. But all this paled in comparison to the anguish in Ling Yiran's heart at that moment. She laboriously raised her head, looking at Xiao Ziqi, who was stepping on her left hand, unable to believe that he could stoop to such depths. She took a deep breath, her voice sounding as if it had been crushed by gravel, "Have you ever loved me?" "The biggest regret of my life is having you as my girlfriend," Xiao Ziqi said in an icy tone. "Ziqi, disable her hands. It was her hands that were driving the car and killed my sister," Hao Yimeng's voice rang out. The next moment, she heard him say, "Alright!" "Ah!" Ling Yiran suddenly opened her eyes, realizing that she had just dreamt of the events that happened in prison years ago. She looked down at her hands, now calloused from three years of imprisonment. The ordeal had left them no longer as delicate and smooth as before. Although the nails of her ten fingers had grown out, her hands were still injured. Back then, her finger bones were broken, but they healed on their own, albeit leaving her finger joints somewhat twisted, making it difficult for her to perform delicate tasks. On cold, damp days, her fingers would ache even more. Sometimes the pain was so intense that she wished she could chop off her hands to be rid of it. A car accident years ago, where she was accused of drunk driving and killed Hao Meiyu, not only the eldest daughter of the Hao family but also the fiancée of Yi Jinli, the unchallenged master of the city. After that, she was abandoned by her family and sentenced to three years in prison. Standing up, Ling Yiran picked up the cleaning tools nearby. She was dressed in a fluorescent work uniform for sanitation workers, her cheeks slightly flushed from the cold weather. Under her almond-shaped eyes were a delicate nose and pale pink lips, her long hair tied back into a simple ponytail. If one were to only look at her face, they might mistake her for a fresh graduate just out of college. But her eyes lacked the youthful vigor, instead appearing somewhat despondent. Tonight, she was on the night shift, having just dozed off in the sanitation office. She almost missed her shift. As she was about to leave, she overheard a colleague looking at the news on their phone. "Hey, Xiao Ziqi and Hao Yimeng are getting engaged. Hao Yimeng is so lucky, being both a big star and the daughter of a wealthy family, now marrying into the Xiao family, another wealthy family." Ling Yiran's body trembled suddenly, then hurriedly walked out of the sanitation office. Xiao Ziqi, Hao Yimeng. These two names were like bone-deep pains to her. On this cold January night, Ling Yiran held the broom and swept the road. The bones in her hands throbbed again due to the cold weather. Just endure it! Ling Yiran told herself. Now, as a sanitation worker, even taking painkillers has become a luxury. As Ling Yiran was sweeping the road, suddenly, a Ferrari stopped in front of her. A man and a woman got out of the car, and Ling Yiran's face turned pale as she recognized the man among them. He was a rich second-generation, who had laid hands on her when she was with Xiao Ziqi before, only to be reprimanded by her. "So, you're here sweeping the streets, Attorney Ling?" Sun Tengyang asked knowingly. The woman beside him chuckled, "And she's still a lawyer? That's really something!" "Don't look down on Attorney Ling here. She used to be Mr. Xiao Ziqi's girlfriend!" Sun Tengyang said, his eyes leering at Ling Yiran. "Your Mr. Xiao's going to get engaged to Miss Hao now. How about giving me a chance? What I'll give you is much more than what you earn sweeping the streets," Sun Tengyang said. Ling Yiran wouldn't let him succeed, desperately dodging his advances. But Sun Tengyang grabbed her arm and pressed her against the wall on the side of the road. Seeing Sun Tengyang about to do something untoward, Ling Yiran raised her foot and kicked at him, then desperately tried to escape while he was in pain. But Sun Tengyang refused to let Ling Yiran go, chasing after her in his Ferrari. By this time, Ling Yiran had run to the other side of the road. But strangely, although this was usually a bustling street at night, at this moment, it was eerily deserted, with no sign of any people or cars. It was as if... there was nobody here at all. Ling Yiran was forced into a corner by the Ferrari. Sun Tengyang got out of the car and was about to pounce on Ling Yiran, but at that moment, footsteps sounded. In the quiet night, they seemed particularly clear. Then Ling Yiran saw a tall man. His bangs almost covered his eyes, making it hard to see what he looked like. He wore an old-fashioned Zhongshan suit that had become worn out. "Get lost, don't ruin my fun!" Sun Tengyang yelled at the man. The man's gaze lazily glanced at Sun Tengyang, making him feel a sudden chill. It was a gaze filled with coldness and deathly silence, as if he were already a dead man to the other person. Sun Tengyang spat and raised his fist to punch the man. But the next moment, he found himself pinned to the ground, his face pressed against the ground, utterly helpless. Then, Ling Yiran witnessed a one-sided fight, or rather, a complete victory. And in a hidden corner near the intersection not far away, there was a car parked. Gao Congming, sitting in the car, watched the scene in front of him and murmured, "Please, Master Yi, don't go mad!" If Master Yi were to go mad, who knew what the consequences would be? Even if it resulted in loss of life, it wouldn't be surprising. Gao Congming had once seen Master Yi's crazed appearance, and... he felt that he never wanted to see it again in his life. Tonight, this road was clearly closed off. Who knew why these people and a Ferrari suddenly barged in here, disturbing Master Yi's tranquility? Every year on this day, Master Yi would close off this entire road, wearing old clothes, quietly there. No one dared to ask why, as if it were a taboo. Even though Gao Congming had been with Yi Jinli for several years now, he still didn't know why he did that. And at this moment, as Gao Congming watched his boss directly pick up the slightly chubby man and beat him up, he didn't know whether he should intervene. But then, Gao Congming suddenly saw the woman who had almost been violated seem to say something, and then Master Yi... stopped?!