You Owe Me, My Love

You Owe Me, My Love Chapter 250

Bai Rong followed Su Xuyan to his apartment during the wee hours of the night.

He took a syringe from the fridge, sat at the dining table, and gestured for her to sit next to him.

Bai Rong went with the flow and rolled up her sleeve. Her eyes were affixed to the turquoise fluid-filled syringe.

“Doesn’t the probability of death worry you? I told you before that once the pernicious virus spreads, not only will you feel that your muscles are being ripped apart, but you’ll also be bleeding from your eyes and ears.” Su Xuyan curled his lips.

“I thought you’re the one who wanted this?” Bai Rong turned toward him insouciantly. She would rather die on her feet than live on her knees. She was ready to give up her life for Gu Mingchen’s.

“Huh,” he tittered.

She’s right. I was the one who wanted this. Perhaps I’m expecting her to beg for my forgiveness? But even if she did, I’m still going to go through with this.

Jab! He drove the needle into her arm.

She trembled, and sweat dotted her forehead. As her head began to spin, all she could hear were the echoes of her breath.

She plunged into total darkness and lost all her senses.

The only thing she held dear to was her belief. Despite the loneliness she was about to face, she had no regrets.

As her sight gradually recovered, the sound of the clock ticking away rippled into her ears.

She threw Su Xuyan a sidelong glance.

“You have to take this once a month. If you feel excruciating pain all over your body, and blood starts to come out from your nose, eyes, and ears, that’s the end,” Su Xuyan explained.

“How long more can I live for?” Bai Rong was as calm as a millpond.

Su Xuyan’s tensed up at the thought of her death. His feigned calmness couldn’t conceal the anxiety that had surfaced in his eyes. “As long as I want.”

Hearing that, there weren’t any changes to her expression. To her, living longer wasn’t something that would gladden her.

“Take me to Gu Mingchen now. I’ll have him sign the papers, and you will let him out tomorrow.”

“At this hour? Are you sure?” Su Xuyan was perplexed.

Gu Mingchen was locked up and accused of being a spy. He must’ve missed her so badly, and Bai Rong could imagine him worried sick.

Another day in the cell would add another blanket of anxiety and pressure.

She needed to get him out, the sooner the better.

“Am I sure? Aren’t you the one who wanted this?” Her words were brimming with derision.

“Gu Mingchen is a doomed man. What’s there for me to worry about? But it’s definitely better to have the contract signed as soon as possible.” Su Xuyan stood up and straightened his shirt.

“If he signed it today, he’s going to be released tomorrow, right?” Bai Rong needed assurance.

“Hmm… should be.” Su Xuyan sneered and walked toward the door.

Once they got into the car, Su Xuyan had Bai Rong blindfolded.

“What’s this for?”

“Due to Gu Mingchen’s remarkably unusual status, the organization feared that someone might come to his rescue, and that would bring dire consequences. Thus, the secrecy. Even his parents aren’t allowed to see him.”

The lines on Bai Rong’s forehead deepened as she got more worried.

That must mean that countless interrogations awaited him every day. Even if he was innocent, to have his loyalty doubted by the country he served must’ve filled him with exasperation.

She lowered her head, closed her eyes, and allowed her tears to wet the blindfold as she bottled up her feelings.

An hour later, she was pulled out of the car and led toward the underground cell.

Blindfolded, she tripped over a step and dipped her knee onto the ground. Upon hearing her muffled grunt, Su Xuyan slapped his man, who was tugging her. “Are you dumb? Why didn’t you make her aware of the step?”

“My a-apologies, commander. I d-d-didn’t notice.”

Su Xuyan pulled Bai Rong up and removed her blindfold.

While holding on to his hand, she was confounded by how Su Xuyan was addressed. A commander?

After pondering for a while, however, she thought it was nothing to be surprised about. After all, he always had an unspoken identity. Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

Numerous armed guards stood tall at the entrance, forming an impenetrable barricade.

Behind them was an unusual building with the structure of an arch bridge that bore no windows.

Su Xuyan flung Bai Rong’s hand away. “Keep up.”

She followed him into an enclosed corridor and down a flight of stairs.

Halfway through, Su Xuyan turned around and grabbed Bai Rong’s arm but was shook off by her subconsciously.

Ticked off, he gritted his teeth, gave her a vicious glare, and strode ahead.

Bai Rong picked up her pace, and after a couple of minutes, they came to a sizeable chamber under the surveillance of two guards.

Su Xuyan stopped in front of a door and turned his head toward Bai Rong. “He’s in here.”

She clenched her fist and walked toward it.

“You need company?”

“No, thanks.” Her face was as pale as a ghost.

“Hmph.” Su Xuyan gave the door a few knocks and stood aside.

When the guard pushed the door open, a gush of cold air sent her heart tremoring.

She was stupefied by how unbearable and dim the cell was.

In the ill-lit room, she saw Gu Mingchen lying on a wooden bed behind the metal bars. No blanket was given.

“You can keep asking the same question, and I’m going to give you the same answer. The firearms buried under that land aren’t mine.” He let out a low hum and stacked his arms on his forehead.

Bai Rong gripped tightly onto the bars, and tears started welling up.

“Gu Mingchen.” She did her best to hold her tears in.

Gu Mingchen jumped up at the sound of her voice and lunged toward her. He wrapped his hands around hers and started asking questions. “Why are you here? Did you go to look for Su Xuyan? Or did he come to you? What are his conditions?”

“I was the one asking to see you as I want to know what’s going on. Mingchen, why are there weapons hidden under that land?

“I’ve been framed. Su Xuyan must’ve known that I’ve acquired that land and thus, planted those weapons to set me up.”

“Do you have any evidence to prove your innocence?” She looked at him, hoping for a yes.

A fifteen-second long silence ensued before he finally replied, “My conscience is clear.”

Bai Rong knew then what she had to do next.

In this world, having a clear conscience wouldn’t keep you in the game. It was up to the others to decide if you were right or wrong. They decided if you were lying or speaking the truth.

If you were believed to be innocent, you would still be a free man, despite all your evil deeds.

If they trusted that you’re guilty, your head would be on the chopping board regardless of your innocence.

Bai Rong knew what the best course of action ought to be.