Meng Jingwei signaled to him.
Song Ci froze, looking at Meng Jingwei, his lips twitching. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.
"Damn it, Meng Jingwei, do you think I wouldn't dare kill you just because my wife is in your hands?" Tang Nian's facial muscles twitched, his expression ferocious.
"Mr. Tang, you jest. I'm not that confident," she said, though a faint smile played on her lips, a smile laced with confidence.
That expression was like a fierce slap to Tang Nian's face, burning him with pain.
After all, he was the richest man in the country. So many people bowed and scraped to him, flattering him. Yet, now, he was helpless against Meng Jingwei.
Before this, he had sent people to Qin Xin Ju to apprehend them, but before arriving at the Ye Se club, he received news that everyone at Qin Xin Ju had already evacuated.
When his men arrived, the place was already deserted.
On the other hand, what Qing Mu Ye valued most was Zhuo Rui Technology. Now that Zhuo Rui Technology was bankrupt and up for auction, it had lost all its value.
Tang Nian was at a loss for how to deal with Meng Jingwei and the others, feeling a sense of powerlessness, like punching cotton, which angered and frustrated him.
"You, quickly call out my wife!"
He pointed at Meng Jingwei, roaring hysterically.
Meng Jingwei looked up at the handgun in Tang Nian's hand and said in a calm tone, "Don't worry, Mrs. Tang is safe. However, for Zhuo Rui Technology to be successfully auctioned, I cannot release Mrs. Tang for the time being."
The auction of Zhuo Rui Technology was already within Qing Mu Ye's plan. Meng Jingwei feared Tang Nian might interfere, disrupting the normal auction process.
"Are you threatening me?"
Tang Nian's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.
As he spoke, he pulled the trigger. The handgun aimed at Meng Jingwei let out a deafening bang, and the bullet shot out rapidly, heading straight for Meng Jingwei.
At that moment, even Song Ci, who was usually unflustered, felt his heart pound with anxiety, fearing Meng Jingwei might be in danger.
"Young Madam?!"
His face turned ashen with fright, and he lunged towards Meng Jingwei, wanting to shield her from the bullet.
However, his speed was nowhere near fast enough.
Song Ci watched helplessly as the bullet whizzed past him, speeding towards Meng Jingwei.
Meanwhile, Meng Jingwei sat calmly, not moving an inch.
Just as everyone's gaze was fixed on Meng Jingwei, expecting her to be shot, they discovered the bullet had grazed her ear and finally shattered the glass covering the calligraphy painting "Serenity Breeds Far-reaching Goals" hanging on the wall.
*Crash!*
The glass fell to the ground, shattering into pieces, making everyone's heart pound.
"I said, after the Zhuo Rui Technology auction concludes, I will return Mrs. Tang to you unharmed." Meng Jingwei ignored her injured ear and slowly stood up. "Mr. Tang, for Mrs. Tang's sake, I advise you not to be impulsive."
The bullet had passed along the outline of her ear. It was extremely painful, and it had also caused bright red blood to flow, trickling down her ear and onto her light-colored clothes, making it exceptionally conspicuous. Yet, Meng Jingwei seemed indifferent.
It wasn't that she was indifferent, but rather that she couldn't afford to lose her composure in the current situation.
"Hmph, do you think I covet merely Zhuo Rui Technology?" Tang Nian's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. His chest heaved with anger, but he didn't dare to fire another shot at Meng Jingwei.
Meng Jingwei had truly impressed him.
With a bullet fired, she could still remain calm in the face of danger. Tang Nian couldn't help but feel a measure of admiration.
His wife was currently in Meng Jingwei's hands. For Li Lei's safety, Tang Nian couldn't truly harm Meng Jingwei.
He knew that the cost of acting ruthlessly would be a threat to Li Lei's life, something Tang Nian was unwilling to see.