"I only hope the auction proceeds smoothly," Meng Jingwei said, her expression unchanged and composed. "At that time, I will naturally release Tang..."
Bang—!
Before Meng Jingwei could finish her sentence, a deafening gunshot echoed through the living room, followed by a groan. Song Ci staggered, then collapsed to his knees.
Tang Nian, unwilling to harm Meng Jingwei, shifted his target and shot Song Ci directly in the thigh.
Instantly, blood gushed from the wound, flowing down his black suit pants and onto the floor. In the blink of an eye, a pool of blood had gathered at his feet, a stark and glaring sight.
Meng Jingwei tilted her head to look at Song Ci, a flicker of heaviness in her eyes, but she maintained her calm facade. "Heh, President Tang, you don't want to see Madam Tang anymore?"
As she spoke, she picked up her phone and dialed a number.
"If you don't return my wife, then I'll capture you and Song Ci today. Let's see if they dare to keep hiding my wife!" Tang Nian's sole purpose for coming today was to bring his wife home.
Without seeing Li Lei, Tang Nian would not let Meng Jingwei off easily.
As Tang Nian finished speaking, the number Meng Jingwei had dialed was answered. She had deliberately put it on speakerphone.
"Young Madam, what are your orders?" the person on the other end asked.
Meng Jingwei leaned back on the sofa, her legs crossed, one hand holding the phone, the other tapping rhythmically on her knee, giving an illusion of leisure and ease.
She raised an eyebrow, her clear, bright eyes fixed on Tang Nian, the curve of her red lips deepening. "President Tang shot Song Ci in the inner left thigh." She paused, her cold eyes smiling, and slowly said, "You know what to do, right?"
"Understood."
The other party responded and seemed to have also put their phone on speaker, so Tang Nian and his brothers heard everything clearly.
Meng Jingwei's expression, in particular, felt like a provocation to Tang Nian.
"Meng Jingwei, how dare you…!"
Tang Nian's pupils widened. He took a step forward, and before he could even finish the word "dare," a gunshot sounded from the other end of the phone, followed by Tang Nian's familiar voice, "Mmm… mmm mmm mmm…"
It seemed the person on the other end had their mouth covered, preventing them from speaking, only faint sounds of painful groans could be heard.
"Wife? Wife?"
Tang Nian yelled anxiously towards the phone, seemingly wanting to speak a few words to Li Lei, but Meng Jingwei had already hung up.
Her expression was calm. "The reason for all this is that Tang Wanxing kidnapped my father and beat him severely. If you want to pursue this, you should find Tang Wanxing, not me!"
The implication was that she was also a victim.
Of course, this was also the truth.
"Damn it, you dare to mess with me, I'll kill you today!"
Tang Nian was furious. He raised his gun and aimed it at Meng Jingwei. Just as he was about to act, the sound of hurried footsteps erupted around them.
"Don't move!"
"Put down your gun!"
"Everyone freeze!"
…
Tang Nian, along with twenty or so bodyguards, had burst into the hall. At this moment, about thirty bodyguards appeared from all sides of the hall as if descending from the sky. They were dressed in black uniforms, holding guns, their muzzles all pointed at Tang Nian, surrounding them.
The suddenness of the scene stunned even Tang Nian, as well as the bodyguards Tang Nian had brought, and Song Ci.
Song Ci had initially thought Meng Jingwei was facing Tang Nian alone, but he hadn't expected her to be so well-prepared.
These individuals emerged from the bedrooms on either side of the hall, or stood directly in the hall corridors, guns in hand, aiming at Tang Nian through the glass.