Chapter 80: The Crazy, Sickly, and Overbearing CEO Despised by the Down-and-Out Rich Girl 16 (2/2)

Shen Sihua also looked at the door expectantly, praying madly in his heart that his remaining forces would come to rescue him!

Suddenly, a cold, gloomy face appeared in front of Chen Jiaoru and Chen Sihua.

"Mr. Fu, the coffin is ready." Special Assistant Zhou glanced coldly at the half-naked Shen Jiaoru with a look of disgust on his face. Then he glanced at Shen Sihua who had wet his pants and rolled his eyes in disgust.

Behind Special Assistant Zhou stood eight tall and strong men, carrying two coffins.

Nine people walked into the basement in a mighty procession.

Coffin????!

Shen Jiaoru and Shen Sihua looked at each other in shock, and then collapsed in shock.

Chen Jiaoru could no longer hold back her fear and screamed loudly. Her pale face was filled with tears of fear and helplessness. She was almost on the verge of collapse: "Fu Jinbai, the one who killed your mother was my father. If you want revenge, just go find him. Why did you have to drag me into this?"

"Chen Jiaoru! I'm your father!" Shen Sihua glared at Shen Jiaoru angrily, then his face changed. He crawled to Fu Jinbai on his knees, clutching Fu Jinbai's trouser legs with his dirty fingers, and begged for mercy with tears: "Fu Jinbai, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I deserve to die. I'm not a human being. I killed your mother!"

"I know I was wrong. As long as you spare my life, you can do whatever you want with my daughter. I will also give you the remaining power and wealth of my Shen family as compensation!"

"As long as you are willing to show mercy and spare my life, I really don't want to die!" Shen Sihua begged bitterly, his voice becoming hoarser, and his face was covered with snot and tears.

Fu Jinbai cast a cold gaze on Shen Sihua's face, clearly seeing his fear and cowardice towards death. A cold laugh escaped from his throat: "Shen Sihua, the coffin is ready for you, go in and experience it."

"Special Assistant Zhou, close the coffin."

"Yes, sir! Mr. Fu!" Special Assistant Zhou rubbed his hands excitedly, and with a wave of his hand, the eight men behind him divided into two teams. One team grabbed Shen Jiaoru and pushed her into the coffin, and the other team pushed Shen Sihua and threw him into the coffin.

In the basement, there were sudden cries of despair and sorrow from a man and a woman for help.

Unfortunately, they are now just like Fu Jinbai's mother back then. No matter how desperate and helpless they are, no one will save them.

Special Assistant Zhou took out the hammer and steel nails he had prepared and asked eight men to seal the coffin. Shen Jiaoru and Shen Sihua inside were still struggling, making "bang bang" sounds and crying.

"Put it in front of the tablets of the old man, the old lady and the young lady." Special Assistant Zhou gave the order.

"Yes, Special Assistant Zhou!" The eight men said in unison, carrying two coffins and walking out of the basement.

As soon as everyone left, the basement fell into a depressing atmosphere.

Special Assistant Zhou looked at Fu Jinbai, who had an unpredictable expression, and said, "Boss Fu, today we have avenged our great hatred. Why do you look unhappy?"

"Is there?" Fu Jin raised his straight black eyelashes, touched his stiff cheek with cold fingers, and answered in a hoarse voice.

"A little bit." Special Assistant Zhou scratched his hair. If he were Mr. Fu, he would probably be smiling with joy right now.

The dim light shone on Fu Jinbai, blurring his cold and sinister face. His cold eyes were filled with dark and unspeakable emotions. His thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and his beautifully curved jaw was tense.

Veins bulged on his arms beneath his sleeves. He closed his eyes, then opened them again, his voice choked with weakness. "Even if I get revenge, my family won't come back."

Special Assistant Zhou was silent. He looked quietly at the tall man in front of him and actually saw a sense of powerlessness and fragility in him.

Just like how he was betrayed by his wife, his family was torn apart, and his life was ruined.

Special Assistant Zhou thought about it seriously and said tentatively: "Boss Fu, if you really want a family, I can be your relative, right?"

"I'm ten years older than you, why don't you just call me uncle?"

Fu Jinbai stared at Special Assistant Zhou sideways.

Special Assistant Zhou felt uneasy at the sight of his dark and deep gaze, and his voice weakened a few times: "It's okay if you don't shout."

"I still have relatives." Fu Jinbai said: "My wife is my relative."

Special Assistant Zhou was upset. He was alone now. Why was he worried about Fu Jinbai? Fu Jinbai had a wife, but he didn't!

"Mr. Fu, I will throw Shen Jiaoru and Shen Sihua into the slums tomorrow and make sure they will be tortured to death by themselves." Special Assistant Zhou felt that Fu Jinbai was really gentle and kind. If it were him, he would have buried Shen Jiaoru and Shen Sihua alive instead of sparing their lives and throwing them into the slums.

Fu Jinbai's eyes dimmed. For Shen Sihua and Shen Jiaoru, death was too easy. If he wanted to make them live a life worse than death, two people who were used to having no worries about food and clothing, being rich and noble, and living in high and mighty society would be reduced to living in the slums. What could they do for money?

When they have completely become the poor people they once looked down upon the most, how noble can they be?

"Well, I'll go see my parents." Fu Jinbai replied indifferently, and walked out of the basement with his long legs.

Special Assistant Zhou followed closely behind.

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Five o'clock in the morning.

Yuan Jiang suddenly opened her eyes and stared blankly at the dark ceiling. She felt a tightness in her chest. She took out her cell phone and checked WeChat. Fu Jinbai had not sent her a message.

Why haven’t you come back yet?