Huo Yanxue seemed startled by Zhao Shuyao and took a step back, "Sister, why do you say that? I have no ill intentions. I just want to beg for your forgiveness. I've done many foolish things since I woke up and made you angry. Don't get agitated. If you don't like it, I'll leave!"
As Huo Yanxue spoke, she turned to leave, but after only a few steps, she seemed to trip over something and fell to the ground with a yelp.
Zhao Shuyao's instinct was not to help her up, but to step back a few paces.
Huo Yanxue didn't get up for a long time, as if waiting for Zhao Shuyao to help her.
Seeing that Zhao Shuyao remained still, Huo Yanxue cried out, "Sister, I twisted my ankle. I can't get up, it hurts so much. Can you help me?"
Zhao Shuyao saw a cleaning lady walking in the distance and said, "Auntie, come help me support someone, I'll give you a hundred yuan!"
Upon hearing this, the cleaning lady thought it was a good deal and hurried over to help Huo Yanxue up.
Huo Yanxue glanced at the cleaning lady with disgust, shook her hand off, and stood firm. "Thank you! No need!"
Zhao Shuyao took out a hundred-yuan bill and handed it to the cleaning lady.
"Look, you're standing just fine. You don't look like you twisted anything. Since you can walk, walk properly. Have a good day!"
As Zhao Shuyao spoke, she stepped forward, swiped her room card, pushed the door open, and slammed it shut.
It was done smoothly, in one go.
Peeking through the peephole, Zhao Shuyao finally let out a sigh of relief after seeing Huo Yanxue leave.
"I absolutely will not let Huo Yanxue enter the Qin family's door. She can forget about it!"
Even if she divorced Qin Yusheng, she would never let Huo Yanxue in.
Huo Yanxue's past glorious deeds showed that this girl was not simple.
Now that her grandfather was in poor health, if Huo Yanxue entered the house, who knew how she would be tormented.
"Shiyu, my dear, what should I do?"
Zhao Shuyao was so worried that she pulled at her hair, a large clump coming out, nearly making her bald.
Jiang Shiyu's eyes flickered slightly. "How about this..."
She leaned closer to Zhao Shuyao's ear and whispered something.
"No, what if Qin Yusheng wants me to go for a medical examination?" Zhao Shuyao's eyes widened.
"Then go for the examination. As long as you find a doctor you know, having a child will hopefully stabilize Huo Yanxue for a while. If Huo Yanxue tries to frame you, since you don't have a child, you won't be successfully framed by her."
"That makes sense!" Zhao Shuyao readily accepted the plan.
After spending the morning with Jiang Shiyu at Jingyuan, Zhao Shuyao had lunch, took a nap, and then left to return to her hotel.
Jiang Shiyu saw Zhao Shuyao off and took out her phone to call Murong Cheng.
"How is the progress? Have you contacted the kidnappers?"
Although there were reports on television, it was still too slow.
"We are in communication. The kidnappers are insisting on twenty billion yuan in cash before they will release the person. You eat dinner properly and wait at home with Cheche. I'll come home after I've handled this."
The man's voice was gentle, showing no sign of the tense atmosphere of confronting kidnappers.
"Okay..."
Jiang Shiyu hung up the phone, feeling that something was a little off, but she couldn't quite pinpoint it.
In the afternoon, when she picked up Cheche from his maternal grandmother's house, she didn't dare to take her eyes off him for a moment.
She was afraid that Cheche would also be kidnapped.
Cheche had been kept low-key by Murong Cheng for years.
To the point that if Cheche hadn't suddenly appeared before her, Jiang Shiyu wouldn't even have known Murong Cheng had another son.
It was different for Haohao. Song Yu boasted loudly that Haohao was the crown prince of Lingsheng Group. Such a high-profile display was bound to attract the attention of criminals.
The car radio was on, reporting on the incident.
Cheche, although only five or six years old, could understand.
"Mommy, what happened to Haohao Gege? Did something happen to him?"
Cheche looked confused. Although he didn't understand much, it was definitely something bad.
"What do you want to eat tonight?" Jiang Shiyu avoided Cheche's question.
She didn't want to lie to the little one, nor did she want him to worry about Haohao.
"Mommy, you haven't answered my question. Did something happen to Haohao Gege, is that why you're like this? Mommy, tell me, what happened to Haohao Gege?"
Cheche seemed to sense something was wrong and held tightly onto Jiang Shiyu's hand, refusing to let go.
"He just got lost. He'll be found soon. Cheche, don't worry." Jiang Shiyu fastened Cheche's child safety seat belt.
Cheche then settled down.
When they returned to Jingyuan, the aunt was already cooking.
Jiang Shiyu turned on Peppa Pig for Cheche and walked to the balcony, about to call Murong Cheng.
"Daddy! You're back! Daddy, why are you only back now? Cheche missed Daddy so much, he was so worried about Daddy!"
Cheche rushed over and hugged Murong Cheng's leg.
"Where's Mommy?" Murong Cheng lowered his head to change his shoes, and as he stood up, he saw Jiang Shiyu walking out from the balcony.
"You're back." Jiang Shiyu put down her phone. "How is it?"
Murong Cheng picked up Cheche. "Go watch cartoons. Daddy and Mommy need to talk about something."
"Okay!" Cheche nodded heavily, very well-behaved, and ran back to the sofa to watch cartoons.
Murong Cheng loosened his tie, his brows furrowed. "Lingsheng temporarily cannot come up with such a large amount of cash. We have offered five billion in cash and will try to withdraw another fifteen billion tomorrow to exchange Haohao."
Jiang Shiyu clicked her tongue. "Twenty billion. These criminals really dare to ask for the sky."
This was twenty billion in real money.
To exchange for a willful little brat?
"What's the situation with Song Yu?" Jiang Shiyu asked with a frown.
"She cried all morning, insisting on taking out twenty billion in cash to save Haohao." Thinking of this, Murong Cheng raised his slender fingers and pressed his temples.
"Although saving a life is important, twenty billion in cash..."
It was almost all of Lingsheng's assets.
Although Lingsheng was worth hundreds of billions, how many companies could actually come up with twenty billion in cash? Besides the Qin conglomerate, Jiang Shiyu couldn't think of another.
"Don't worry about it. I'll handle these matters."
Murong Cheng raised his hand as if to touch Jiang Shiyu, but then thought of something and said faintly, "I'll go change my clothes first."
"Mm." Jiang Shiyu watched Murong Cheng go upstairs. wap.kanshu伍.net
She gave a sarcastic smile.
Twenty billion...
Did Song Yu really think her son was worth twenty billion?
Jiang Shiyu played with her phone, a meaningful curve forming on her lips.
The next day, Murong Cheng left very early. Jiang Shiyu slept lightly and woke up when he did, but she didn't open her eyes until he closed the door and left. Jiang Shiyu slowly opened her eyes.
She sat up halfway and listened to the sounds downstairs. When she heard the car engine starting in the garden, she threw off the covers and got out of bed.