Fated to My Billionaire Husband

“Mum, it’s me.”

“Yufei, where have you been! Don’t you know your mum has been worried sick about you? I don’t want to live anymore. You ran away from home without a word, now your uncle has been arrested, the hotel is sealed up, and I… Oh, Yufei, where are you? Please come back soon, I need you right now, please hurry back!”

Listening to her mother’s sorrowful cries, Jian Yufei couldn’t help but shed tears.

She tried her best to open her eyes wide, trying not to cry out loud, “Mum, how are you now? I saw on TV that you’ve been hospitalised. Are you feeling unwell?”

If it was merely fainting, why would she continuously stay in the hospital without leaving.

“… Mum is fine, just feeling a bit unwell. Yufei, when are you coming back? Mum can’t take care of Xiaohao right now, could you come back soon? It’d be better if our family could take care of each other.” Wang Daizhen dodged the crucial point, and Jian Yufei could tell that she was hiding something.

Her heart became more and more anxious, “Mum, don’t lie to me. What’s really wrong with you? Is it because something is seriously wrong with your health?”

It was only after her repeated probing that Wang Daizhen reluctantly confessed, “I’ve been diagnosed with a tumour in my body. It may already be in the late stages…”

Boom——

Jian Yufei swayed, her vision went black, and she hastily steadied her weak body by pressing on the phone.

“Mum, I will hurry back soon…”

She had to go back now, regardless of whether this was a trap set by Ruan Tianling, or if it was real, she had to return.

She could not bear to watch her relatives suffer while she hid away like a coward.

Her mother particularly needs her now, she must return to be at her side.

Jian Yufei hung up the phone and left in a daze.

When she crossed the road, she was completely out of sorts. Several speeding motorcycles roared towards her. The man in front shouted loudly, “Move, move out of the way!”

Jian Yufei only realised what was happening after a delay.

She turned her head absentmindedly, and the motorcycle was already at arm’s length!

Jian Yufei widened her eyes in fear, petrified and immobile, the Harley motorcycle turned sharply in front of her, narrowly missing her!

The other Harleys also came to a stylish stop, as if performing stunts, showcasing impeccable riding skills.

The man leading them took off his helmet, revealing a handsome youthful face.

His hair stood sharply upwards, his narrow eyes gave her a sinister look, and the corner of his mouth hooked into a slightly wicked smile.

He dismounted, his tight leather pants outlining his fit and sturdy legs.

His black leather jacket was open, with a skull pendant on a silver chain around his neck, a diamond earring on his left ear that glowed brightly even in the daylight.

He held his helmet with one hand and stepped forward slightly, a pair of shiny black boots stopped in front of her.

“What’s your name?” the man looked at her curiously, tilting his head up towards her and asked with a roguish air.

Jian Yufei glanced at him lightly, withdrew her gaze, completely ignored him, and carried on walking forward.

“Stop, Gong Er is asking you a question, who gave you permission to walk away!” a man behind her called after her sternly.

Jian Yufei knew that they were a bunch of hooligans, possibly influential ones.