633 The golden clock shows the past (17)
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Zhan Yahui tried to escape. Not because she wanted it but on Hou Lin’s insistence once he got to know that she had killed Zhou Yichen and Xie Nuying. He knew it in his heart that the situation was manageable until they had a hand in Ai’s death. But killing her parents when they were already in contact with a police officer was a dangerous ship to sail.
Their disappearance would raise eyebrows and it wouldn’t be so far when they would be found out and captured. Though Zhan Yahui was against this, Hou Lin kept on being stubborn.
“We will think of what to do next once we are safe. But considering that Soo Yunru knew Zhou Yichen and Xie Nuying, we cannot be here anymore.”
She gritted her teeth. “Are you blaming me for killing them?”
“We could have handled them differently,” he didn’t mince his words. “They still didn’t have evidence to touch us so it didn’t matter what they believed if they couldn’t have proved it. Let’s go away-“
They stopped abruptly, sensing a few shadows on their path as they walked towards the airport. The air became still as they realized that they had no place to escape.
“Come with us. You have a lot to listen to and a lot to answer us,” the quiet but imposing voice of Jian resounded across the silence.
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Zhan Yahui and Hou Lin were thrown into the base where Jinhai was waiting for them. His black eyes watched her from head to toe with a dullness in them but which also glinted with a silent rage.
“I was right years ago. I should have killed you and your mother…”
Zhan Yahui stiffened. She was now directly facing her arch enemy. Though it wasn’t planned, the years of built up hatred shone through her eyes, especially when he talked about her mother.
“You fucking-“
“Sshh,” Jinhai placed his finger on his lips, and his single lifeless but knife-edged gaze sent shudders across her spine. Hou Lin looked calm but inwardly, he felt the heavy pressure bouldering on him too.
“You have talked a lot. Through your actions in all these years, you have talked a lot, Zhan Yahui. Now, you will only listen. Listen to the story of the man you called as your father and know the utter damage you caused for his sake. For that person because of whom, nobody deserved to get hurt and nobody deserved to die…”
Jinhai spent the next few minutes telling Zhan Yahui the real story behind Ouyang Haitao and his crimes. The twins were beside him the whole time, watching Zhan Yahui’s expression twist with disbelief as she listened to him.
“For the deaths that you have caused in my family, I could have just simply tortured you to death without explaining anything,” Jinhai said expressionlessly, “You harmed my family. You will die for sure. But I thought you should know that for what kind of a person you reduced yourself to be an utterly despicable woman.”
He bent on his knee to match his gaze at her level. “The Liu villa…had never been so silent. But do you know how it feels like now? Haunted. Lonely. As if nobody lives there. And why is it like that? Only because I pitied your unborn sibling and let Zhan Kai-Ming live? Only because I thought that you were also Ouyang Haitao’s victims? Just because…”
His lifeless gaze transformed into the most menacing and bloodthirsty instinct ever as he grabbed her neck and dug his fingers into her neck, the wrath of a husband and father oozing into her with his pressure.
“Yahui…!”
Hou Lin wanted to rush to her, but the guards didn’t let him.
Jinhai trembled with anger and grief pouring out of his heart as he tightened his hold on Zhan Yahui. “Just because I showed kindness to her children? But then…”
She gasped for air and choked with the building pressure, threatening to take her life.
“But then why did that kindness for her children ruined my children in turn? Nana…” his eyelashes flickered with her memory, “She says that the world gives you what you give to the world. If we show kindness, then we receive the same kindness in return in some or the other form…But it didn’t…Leaving you alive only ruined my family.”
He slowly withdrew his hand from her neck, making her cough hard. She shivered, her eyes looking frightened.
“Why? Why did Jun have to suffer so much? Why did Grandma have to pass away without seeing her grandson for the last time? Why did Jin have to take his brother’s bullet? Why did everything cause irreparable damage to my childrens’ relationships?”
Jian lowered his gaze, curling his fists and thinking of his broken relationship with Leina, which was the same situation with Nuo and Siying.
“Why did Nana have to watch her children die before her? Do you know that if Jun had heard of Nana being well, he wouldn’t have been forced to take his own life…”
Nian bit his lip, his eyes aching as he controlled his tears from falling.
Jinhai shook. “Jun wouldn’t have taken that step but you…you disguised as a nurse lied to him that Nana died. Jun killed himself and then Nana gave up too,” he looked at her, tears slipping down his cheeks, “Nana, Jun, Jin…they left us. The relationships fell apart and so has Shui, who blames herself for their deaths. You killed Xing Bi, Zhou Ai and her parents only to protect your revenge. Do you realize just how much…how many lives you have taken and ruined for the sake of a man who wanted to sell you?”
Zhan Yahui was staring at the floor, her mind blank. Her gut told her that there was truth to Jinhai’s words, but her heart resisted to believe them.
“Do you know that Ouyang Haitao would be laughing at you from hell for you foolishness? My family…” He strangled her neck once again, his gaze glinting with cruelty, “suffered needlessly for something that Ouyang Haitao did. I will make you suffer, Zhan Yahui. It’s your turn now. Just like how we are dying everyday and every single moment even though we are breathing, so will you.”