Forbidden Blood Love (9)

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As soon as I entered the study, my uncle angrily berated me: "You scoundrel, how could you do this? You've made me lose face in front of your Uncle Shao!"

Yue Zhenlong looked at his father and said, "Dad, I have a question for you. Please tell me the truth."

Under his son's questioning, my uncle admitted to threatening my sister. Yue Zhenlong said angrily, "Dad, how could you do such a thing? Didn't you think that if Feiyan refused to compromise and couldn't raise the money, Zhenhao's life would be ruined?"

My uncle said, "What do you know? Do you think I would really stand by and watch someone die? Even if it comes to what you said, I have a contingency plan. I won't let your brother stay in prison. But I really didn't expect that Han Feiyan would make such a huge sacrifice for Zhenhao." "

Dad, don't you think it's too despicable of you to use such methods to deal with two younger people?" Yue Zhenlong blurted out. "You scoundrel

, how dare you say such a thing to your own father?" My uncle, enraged, paused for a moment before continuing, "Don't get sidetracked. This is about you. Tell me, are you going to get engaged to Jia Hui or not?"

"No," Yue Zhenlong said stubbornly, determined to fight the Yue family to the death.

"You...you..." My uncle was speechless with anger. He pointed at Yue Zhenlong and asked, "Tell me honestly, are you seeing someone else?"

Yue Zhenlong said, "That's right, I have someone I love."

My uncle looked at Yue Zhenlong in surprise. "Who is she?"

Yue Zhenlong looked at his father and said, word by word, "She is Han Feiyan." "

What did you say?" My uncle could hardly believe his ears. "How could you get involved with a girl who is completely unworthy of our Yue family? Have you forgotten whose daughter she is? If it weren't for her mother, Zhuang Huiling, bewitching your uncle, would he have run away from home and ultimately lost his life?"

My uncle paused, catching his breath. "In short, your grandfather and I will absolutely not allow you to fall in love with that kind of girl."

Yue Zhenlong said, "But I've already fallen in love with her. And whether you agree or not, I'm determined to have Feiyan for the rest of my life. I don't want anyone else but her."

My uncle was furious, panting as he said, "You, you... get out of here!"

After Yue Zhenlong left, my uncle was still seething with anger. He never imagined that both of Yue's sons would be entangled with Han Feiyan.

He picked up the phone on the table. "It's me. Looks like the plan needs to be moved up..."

On my sister's twenty-fourth birthday, I bought her a cake. In the evening, because she had to go to work at the disco later, we could only have a simple celebration.

I held the cake with candles and sang a birthday song to my sister. She closed her eyes and clasped her hands together in front of her chest. We celebrated the simplest, yet warmest, birthday in the world in this way.

After I finished singing, my sister opened her eyes and blew out the candles. I happily shouted, "Happy birthday, sister!"

My sister smiled and said, "Wow, I'm already twenty-four."

I put down the cake, placed my hands on her shoulders, and said, "Sis, let's go get some late-night snacks after work and celebrate a bit."

She smiled and nodded, "Okay!"

I said, "No matter how late, I'll wait for you.

" She wouldn't let me pick her up, saying she'd hitch a ride back with a colleague. She nodded again. I hugged her tightly and murmured, "Yanyan, no matter what happens in the future, we'll be together, never apart, okay?"

I felt her wipe away a tear and said, "Zhenhao, no matter what happens in the future, you'll always be my dearest, most beloved brother, the person I care about most.

" I pulled her away from my embrace, gazed at her, and said, "Yanyan, do you love me?"

Tears streamed down her face as she said, "I love you, I've always loved you."

She finally said those words, revealing her true feelings. After everything we've been through, we siblings have nothing left to fear. To hell with ethics and morality, to hell with worldly customs, as long as we love each other, even as siblings, we'll be together no matter what.

I smiled and kissed her lips. This time, she didn't dodge or push me away; she kissed me deeply.

I thought to myself, even if I were taking her on a ship destined to leak, even if we were about to sink into an abyss, I would forge ahead.

Neither of us expected that, just as we were immersed in the sweetness of love, an invisible net was spreading out to envelop us, leaving us nowhere to escape.

That night, I received a call from an unknown number. The caller asked if I was Yue Zhenhao. I said yes. The caller said, "Your sister fainted at work. She's in room number so-and-so at a certain nightclub. Come quickly."

I was puzzled. Wasn't my sister a cashier at a disco? How could she be working at a nightclub?

Without thinking, I jumped on my bicycle and rushed to the nightclub, dialing my sister's cell phone several times along the way, but I couldn't get through.

When I arrived at the nightclub entrance, I abandoned my bicycle and ran inside. In the corridor, I saw scantily clad women and drunken men. A sense of foreboding washed over me.

With a heart full of trepidation, I arrived at the door of that private room. The door was open, and the scene inside was immediately apparent: a group of men and women were embracing, drinking, and singing.

My sister was inside, heavily made up, her cleavage exposed. At that moment, a middle-aged man was urging her to drink, kissing her cheek. She looked shy and helpless, but didn't resist.

I was stunned; my mind went blank. When our eyes met, she was also shocked, then her face showed fear and shame.

At the end of the corridor, I grabbed my sister's arms and shook her repeatedly, roaring, "Why are you here? Why?"

My sister's tearful eyes seemed to see me walking out of the detention center, and my mother's last words echoed in her ears—"Yanyan, if possible, you must let Zhenhao return to his family."

At the same time, a voice resounded in her heart: "Han Feiyan, you are siblings, you cannot be together, this is incest."

"Speak!" My roar interrupted her thoughts.

She shoved me away, tears streaming down her face, and cried, "I borrowed so much money to save you, what else can I do but do this? What do you want me to do?"

I felt like dying; my eyes were bloodshot. "Tell me, did you sleep with men?"

My sister smiled sadly and said, "If I didn't sleep with men, where would I earn so much money?"

I couldn't believe it. I watched her shake her head, tears streaming down her face. I said, "I... if I had known you would degrade yourself like this, I would have stayed in there even if it meant dying."

"Tch!" My sister let out a contemptuous laugh and said, "Anyway, I've been defiled by men. Being defiled by one man is one thing, but being defiled by more men..."

I slapped her. She screamed, covered her face, and stared at me blankly through her tear-filled eyes.

"Han Feiyan, how could you be so shameless?" After saying that, I turned and left.

Tears streamed down her face as she watched me go.

Outside the nightclub, I paced back and forth, my heart filled with unbearable pain. I couldn't believe what I had just seen; I wanted to believe it was a nightmare. But the harsh reality told me it was all real, not a dream.

Just then, I saw my sister being embraced by a middle-aged man who looked very wealthy, walking out of the nightclub.

At that moment, I thought, she did all this for me. Even if she slept with countless men, what could I not forgive? "

Yanyan," I called out, running towards her, only to be tackled to the ground by two burly men. I struggled with all my might, but couldn't break free an inch.

I lay on the ground, my chin pressed firmly against the hard, cold cement, but I still stared intently at her.

My sister stopped and glanced at me on the ground, but only for a moment, before following the man towards a luxury car.

"Yanyan, don't go with him!" I shouted desperately.

She paused briefly, then continued towards the car. I saw the middle-aged man's hand, which was around my sister's waist, move to her buttocks and grope her a few times. My eyes widened in horror.

The driver opened the back door for them; my sister got in first, then the middle-aged man.

The two burly men didn't release her until the car drove away. I scrambled to my feet, jumped on my bicycle, and chased after the speeding luxury car.

I pedaled desperately, chasing after him with all my might, tears streaming down my face. But the luxury car carrying my sister, heading off somewhere unknown, kept getting further and further away.

In the back seat, my sister sat sideways, watching me chase after her through the rear windshield until my figure grew smaller and smaller, disappearing into the night.

My sister wept uncontrollably…

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