Rose Manor: Tycoon's Relentless Chase-Chapter 338 - 319: Don’t Get Any Ideas

The verdict for Fu Yuling’s first trial has yet to come down, and she is temporarily detained in the holding cell. She had always lived a life of luxury, surrounded by attendants; even when she was confined in the villa in Los Angeles, there were several servants attending to her daily needs. How could she possibly endure the days in the holding cell?

Every minute and every second is a painful agony.

Fu Yuling has only one plea every day; she wants to see Fu Jichen. This is her only hope to keep going.

Unfortunately, her wish can’t be fulfilled. Each time the police help her make the call, the answer from the other side is always "not seeing."

Fu Jichen is unwilling to come see her, saying that even looking at her once more makes him feel disgusted. He always knows how to hurt someone the deepest.

Therefore, Fu Yuling asks the police to convey a message to Fu Jichen: only by seeing him would she be willing to reveal those arrangements from the year she killed Shen Jianian. Over the years, there are details the police couldn’t track down.

If Fu Jichen still cares about Shen Jianian and matters related to her, he would definitely want to know, and he would come to see her.

Knowing well that doing so will intensify Fu Jichen’s hatred toward her, she still wants to take a gamble. People always say hate lasts longer than love. Fu Jichen doesn’t have any love for her, but if he can hate her, it’s better than having no feelings at all, treating her like she doesn’t exist.

She just wants to leave a mark in his heart, whether good or bad doesn’t matter.

But she waited and waited, for so long, and still didn’t get the visit from Fu Jichen.

Doesn’t he want to know how Shen Jianian was killed by her? Didn’t he put her in prison to avenge Shen Jianian?

Just as Fu Yuling was about to lose patience, she saw news related to Fu Jichen on the television. The holding cell has restrictions on TV programs, those waiting for sentencing here usually can only watch the news.

Fu Yuling never watched it; she was almost losing hope in life itself, how could she be interested in the television.

Today was an accident, perhaps also destiny from heaven, the channel switched wrongly, and an explosive news was broadcast on some station.

"Jun Mountain Group’s CEO Fu Jichen held a press conference to publicly reveal his romantic relationship, saying his girlfriend is the Shen Jianian who has recently been the focus of public attention, also the Shen Jianian who was on the news headline with him years ago, already fallen Shen’s daughter of the Lingyue Group, Yan Qiusheng’s only disciple. According to Fu Jichen himself, Shen Jianian had disfigured in a car accident four years ago in summer, and was forced to change her appearance, and he implores the public not to attack her over this..."

The channel correction resumed regular broadcasting of current affairs and social news.

Fu Yuling stared up at the small television, eyes wide open, motionless, cold from head to toe, as if a traveler who walked through icy land overnight.

She couldn’t breathe, gasping with mouth open, throat seemingly blocked.

"Fu Yuling, are you feeling unwell? Speak if there’s something wrong."

The guard noticed Fu Yuling’s odd behavior, quickly walked up to her, and seeing her face getting paler, spread his five fingers in front of her eyes and waved them: "Fu Yuling, can you hear me?"

Since Fu Yuling had been detained here, no one had come to visit, the warden, deputy warden, and even the guards all knew she was the eldest miss of the Beicheng Fu Family, but there was no instruction from the Fu Family till now, so they followed the standard procedures.

Currently, Fu Yuling hasn’t been sentenced; she has a heart condition, which can relapse anytime, thus requiring attention.

Fu Yuling clutched the guard’s sleeve fiercely, pointing at the television, her expression somewhat crazed: "This is fake, isn’t it? Tell me, this isn’t real! Shen Jianian is already dead, hit to death by the people I sent, submerged in the river without a trace, how could she possibly still be alive! Her bones should have rotted, stunk! No one can take Fu Jichen from me, whoever tries will meet no good end!"

The sleeve of the guard was nearly torn, he shouted at her with a stern face: "Fu Yuling, calm down!"

Fu Yuling couldn’t calm down, her eye sockets were blood red, tears rolling down in a stream, a familiar stabbing pain emanated from the heart, as if torn into pieces.

The guard yanked her hand away, looked up at the television, which was now broadcasting a fire in a certain residential area, with firefighters arriving for emergency rescue... 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Fu Yuling clutched her heart, mouth opened even wider, breath coming in gasps.

Seeing this, the guard immediately called someone to arrange her transport to the hospital for medical treatment.

After rescue, Fu Yuling returned from the gate of hell to the realm of the living.

Her physical condition was very dire, the doctor advised against any movement in the short term, she wasn’t taken back to the holding cell, and a separate room was opened for her in the hospital, with four people rotating to guard her.

The same scene has been experienced countless times, Fu Yuling was already used to it.

Heaven loves to toy with people, and she is the one who has been toyed with the hardest; abandoned since birth, she ought to not have survived, but then the plot twisted, she was brought back to the Fu Family, enjoying a comfortable life that an ordinary person couldn’t achieve in a lifetime even if they strive for it. If it was someone else, they’d laugh even in their dreams, but as for her, she possesses a broken body and can do nothing...

The nurse came to change her medicine, remove the needle from the drip bottle, and replace it with another bottle.

Fu Yuling weakly opened her mouth to plead with the nurse: "Can you please turn on the television for me? I want to watch."

There were guards outside the door, and the nurse already knew the woman lying here was a convict about to be sentenced. Although she looked innocent and harmless, not at all like a criminal.

The request to watch TV was quite normal. The nurse turned on the TV and switched it to the channel she wanted to watch, then left.

The hottest news today was undoubtedly Fu Jichen’s publicized romance. Many channels were reporting on it, and Fu Yuling finally had the chance to watch the entire press conference.

As she watched, her mouth slowly curled into a smile, and eventually, she burst out laughing.

How she wished she had seen wrongly, but the fact was that Shen Jianian was still alive. That woman actually survived such a major car accident.

It turns out the woman with that unfamiliar face wasn’t a stand-in at all; she was Shen Jianian herself.

Fu Yuling laughed for a long time, until the muscles on her face were sore, her mouth stiffened, and only then did the smile fade. She slowly turned her head to look outside the window.

She realized the reality; no matter what tricks she played, Fu Jichen would never come to see her again.

Her entire life had been a mistake from the beginning.

The guard at the door would enter the ward every now and then to check on Fu Yuling, ensuring she was alright. This time, when the door was pushed open, he didn’t see anyone in the room; the blanket on the bed was lifted, and slippers were still by the bedside.

The bathroom door was open, a smell of blood wafting out. The guard had a bad feeling, rushed in, and found Fu Yuling lying in a pool of blood.

Fragments of mirrors were scattered all over the floor. Fu Yuling held a long, knife-like shard in her right hand, and there was a deep cut on her left wrist. Fresh red blood was spreading across the pure white tiles.

This time she meant it, unlike the previous times when she pretended to injure herself to gain sympathy.

She completely lost the hope to live.

The guard immediately called for the doctor, but after unsuccessful resuscitation, she was declared dead. The family was notified shortly afterward.

Fu Jichen received the call, heard the news of Fu Yuling’s suicide, and was stunned for only two seconds, his heart unperturbed.

His initial thought was that death was too easy a release for Fu Yuling; she should have lived, lived for a long time, to pay for the sins she committed every day. At that moment, hearing of Fu Yuling’s demise, he suddenly felt it was better this way. Now, he need not spend a single ounce of energy on this person anymore.

"I understand." Fu Jichen looked at Shen Jianian sleeping under the blanket, his voice subdued, "Find someone to handle her arrangements, without notifying the Fu Family."

*

Shen Jianian took a brief nap, woke up, and saw Fu Jichen flipping through her script. She quickly sat up, grabbed the script, and clutched it to her chest.

"I signed a confidentiality agreement; I can’t let anyone see it."

"I’m considered anyone?" Fu Jichen’s dark eyes slightly narrowed, pointing at the script she was guarding like a treasure in her arms, "What’s the meaning of using a pipa to seduce Prince Zhe? Weren’t you saying there wasn’t any romance in it?"

Shen Jianian quietly retorted, "This counts as romance? I’m an undercover without emotions, doing the seducing was an assignment from the superior. You understand assignments, right?"

Ruoyu didn’t have any emotional lines with anyone, the ending for this role was open-ended. She was struck by an arrow, disappeared into the forest with injuries, whether she lived or died solely depending on the audience’s interpretation.

Fu Jichen reached over to pinch her cheek, "When can I see you play the pipa at home?"

"Haven’t you seen it?"

"I’ve only seen you play the cello."

"We’ll talk after I finish shooting." Shen Jianian raised her eyebrows slightly, her expression lively, a little proud, "I’ve gotten much better at playing the pipa now, even the director praised me during filming."

Fu Jichen smiled and pulled her into his arms, lowering his head to search for her lips, kissing slowly and deeply.

Shen Jianian didn’t have time to be lovey-dovey with him, she pushed his face away with her hand, picked up the script and covered half of her face, exposing only a pair of distinctive eyes, "Don’t mess around, I have a shoot this afternoon, it’s hard to get into character with you like this."

She sent Fu Jichen back to the hotel, stepped out of the RV, and went off holding the script to find the makeup artist.

Xiao Yu felt slightly relieved seeing Shen Jianian stepping out of the RV. It wasn’t early, and if Shen Jianian kept staying out, she’d have to fulfill her duty as an assistant and go inside to call her.

Though Shen Jianian’s lunch break wasn’t long, she had high-quality sleep, and was in great spirits, chatting with Xiao Yu as she walked, when suddenly a shadow blocked her path. Shen Jianian raised the script to her forehead to shield against the sun and looked up, seeing the usually charming Tong Yan looking like a wilted eggplant, lips pressed tight, eyes ringed red, staring at her.

"Shen Jianian, let’s talk."

Tong Yan spoke, her voice shaky and a bit husky.