Marriage Rights: Billionaire's Forgotten Wife

'I do not have money. They are probably here to still the BMW. That one is very expensive, bullet proof and all. Or not.' She thought to herself.

Fei Yan is not stupid. People that are related to Mo Lihua are being kidnapped one at a time. Of course she will not be an exception. She was just caught off guard.

Since no help seemed to be arriving soon, Fei Yan continued to attack even though she is not hitting anything.

Then she had hit something, finally. However, just as the first hadn't reacted much to her attack, this one bounced back like nothing had happened. If only she hadn't hit her head so hard these two would have been sorry.

Fei Yan may have been exiled but she was still deadly. Sadly she is unprepared at that moment. She remembered a certain someone telling them, 'You had been rusty.' She hates to admit it, but he is right.

Without warning, from behind the first figure wrapped his arm around her neck in a choke hold. The black figures, yellow lights, and black asphalt swirled together in hideous whirlpool until everything went completely dark.

"Is she still breathing? You better not have killed her. We need her alive." the second figure demanded. The first figure moved his fingers to the side of her neck to take a pulse.

"Yeah...she's fine. Someday I'll have permission to do what I want with this rat." the first figure proclaimed.

"Once this is over I don't care what you do with her. Put her in the car." The first figure grabbed the unconscious Fei Yan by the ankle and dragged her to a black SUV parked only a few spaces away.

On the asphalt a thin scraping of Fei Yan's blood directed where she would have disappeared to but by the time anyone would notice the vehicle would have evaporated into thin air.

The second figure opened the trunk of the car while the first figure tossed her dead weight body into the trunk of the vehicle. The first figure took a large roll of duct tape out of a compartment and handed it to the other assailant.

"Secure her." The man covered Fei Yan's mouth and then wrapped a generous amount of tape around her wrists to act like a handcuff and also around her ankles. Fei Yan slept on.

The two figures closed the trunk of the SUV and then climbed into the car. They spun out of the parking space with a screeched, leaving nothing behind but tire tracks, the smell of burning rubber, a thin trail of blood and Fei Yan's BMW door hanging wide open.

When she comes to find out that her car had been left with its door open…she will be completely pissed!

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Unknown location…

The tarmac of the airport was completely dark except for the multicolored lights blinking the way for aircraft. A private jet, with it's door hanging open, awaited it's passengers. Two of the people boarding were handled more like cargo than guests.

Mo Che and Yu Han, blind folded and bound with zip ties, were being shoved towards the door of the jet. Yu Han stumbled to his knees; the effects of the day's alcohol consumption were still evident.

Regardless, Yu Han's alcoholic behavior would probably leave him no more stable had he not had anything to drink.

One of the men handling Yu Han didn't help him up but rather kicked him in annoyance. "Get up old man!" Yu Han let out a cry of agony from the kick against his back as he landed forward on the tarmac.

"I am sure whatever you are seeking...we can negotiate. Let's handle this like business men and not gangsters." Mo Che said loudly with pride. He wanted to appear strong in the face of danger but deep down he was frightened. The inability to see his captors only added to his frustration.

He was always dealing with people underground with fairness, even though his wife does not approve. Mo Che knew, that his attempt to negotiate is useless. In all honesty, he is also not in the right mind to negotiate due to his unstable emotion after seeing his people got hurt or probably already dead by now.

Mo Che's only consolation is that Mo Lihua was not taken as well. She will be safe with her guardian and as long as she is part of the Selection, they will not kill her.

However, he has a gut feeling that them being taken is also part of the Selection process. 'I hope that Mo Lihua will think rationally…' He thought to himself. Mo Che also felt bad that his company affairs was not prepared for Mo Lihua, thus it will be very difficult for her to take over in case he really cannot survive.

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