The Mafia King's First Love

Chapter 372 - The Countdown Begins

Chapter 372 - The Countdown Begins

The same evening at the house where Ruomei stayed, she got a call from an international number.

She straightened up and picked the call. "Hello."

"Start talking," a dangerous and cold voice sounded from the other end.

She slightly stiffened in nervousness. "I did as you told and exposed everything in front of Lihua."

"So I can expect to hear the news of Jiang Wei going to jail any time then," he quietly said.

"Yes," she smiled. "Now that Lihua has gotten her memory back, she will stand up for her sister's death. She won't let it go in vain and will definitely ask Wei to surrender himself."

"What is the probability that he will agree?"

"A hundred percent. He is ready to do anything for her. He will even kill himself if she asks him. Going to jail is not a big deal."

"It better happen that way."

Suddenly the voice turned menacing, filled with bloodthirst.

Ruomei couldn't help but shudder.

"Don't forget that you are just a pawn for us. I am trusting you here that Wei will go to jail without me having to lift even a finger. It all depends on that woman's words. It's still unbelievable to think that the Mafia King will be reduced to that pathetic state of following a cheap woman like a dog," the disdain in his voice was unmistakable.

"The Mafia King that I know is ruthless and emotionless. Will he allow himself to bend to someone's fingertips and mere words?"

Ruomei quickly said, "Please trust me. It will happen. That man is crazy in her love. He would do anything for her. He doesn't care about anybody but her. I have heard that they are already divorced."

Her eyes twinkled as she said that. The mere thought of Wei and Lihua in pain and suffering made her feel excited in bliss. Their faces marred in agony was the most wonderful sight for her.

"And now he will surrender himself. Lihua surely won't let her sister's murderer roam around freely as if nothing happened."

Silence.

Why isn't he saying anything…

"...I wonder what is in that woman for the cruel Mafia King to become a pathetic puppy?"

Ruomei clenched her fists.

This same question had gnawed at her heart as if a thorn was tearing it apart. She could never understand why Wei would fall so head over heels for her? Just what was in Song Lihua that Wei got so mesmerized with her?

The man chuckled. "I guess you didn't like my question."

It was evident that he was having fun by mocking her feelings and jealousy. But Ruomei didn't dare to speak against him, for she had seen the brutal consequences of doing that.

"Of course, I don't mind. I don't care what she means to him now. I only care about Wei's downfall," she quickly said to please him.

"And that should begin when he goes to jail. The Underworld will crumble, and so will the Jiang family."

Silence.

"But if something happens that hampers Jiang Wei's jail trip, then you will have to suffer."

A gulp passed down her throat, and her forehead broke into a cold sweat.

"I will be waiting for that news, and then I will take my own sweet time to have fun with the Jiang family."

The call hung up, and Ruomei collapsed on her knees. She saw her legs shaking, and she finally released the breath she had been holding for too long.

She had seen it first hand his torture methods. That man didn't tolerate anybody speaking a word against him. Nobody had the right to feel offended by whatever he said or did; otherwise, the consequences were disastrous.

She still remembered the night when he approached her and told her to join hands against Wei.

Ruomei still didn't know his true identity. She only assumed he was from some rival Underworld gang, who wanted to become the Mafia King and have complete control.

Once when she went to meet him, she saw a guard accidentally meeting the man's eye, and the next moment, his head had been sliced off his body and rolled on the floor.

Nobody had the right to even look at him. Heads must be lowered, or there would remain no head at all.

She was so horrified that she wanted to puke at the sight of the bloodshed. Her stomach churned in disgust, and she felt deadly afraid.

But for the sake of her revenge against Wei and the humiliation she got from him, she gulped that fear. At that moment, she understood two things.

First, she must never oppose him. Not a single word against him.

And second, that the Underworld he ruled and what Wei ruled had a difference between heaven and earth.

The guards at Wei's side also feared him, but their dynamics were too different. Wei never killed anyone just because a guard accidentally would meet his eye. He only tortured and killed traitors, backstabbers, and the ones who dared to threaten him.

But whatever it was, Ruomei didn't care. When she was burning in hatred for being humiliated and sent abroad after her mother's begging, it was that man only who gave her hope for having her revenge.

He was extremely dangerous, but as long as she was careful and didn't cross her line, she would be safe.

Now in China, she was in his protection and kept at a house where Wei and nobody from his Mafia world would be able to reach her.

She drank a glass of water and took a few deep breaths. It was stressful to talk to him because she had to be on alert not to offend him in any way.

Ruomei clenched the glass in her hands, and the glint of hatred passed by her eyes.

"Just wait and watch, Wei. You reduced me to such a pathetic state. I was kicked out of the Jiang family, and my own father disowned me. You left me nowhere to go," her gaze stung in tears.

"But now it's your and Lihua's turn to suffer! With his support, I will definitely get my revenge on you.. The countdown has begun, Jiang Wei."