After watching Song Jiashu enter the school gate, Song Qinian took out her phone and replied, "Where are you?"
In the morning, Song Qinian received a text message from Gao Dashang.
The message contained a video.
In the video, Liu Xiaohan was lying on the ground, her hair disheveled, her face swollen like a steamed bun, with visible finger marks.
Her skirt was torn, and she looked quite pathetic.
Her face was covered in tears, and she looked at the camera, crying hysterically, "Niannian, save your mom, Mom really knows she was wrong, they're going to chop off my hands, I still have to take care of you and your brother, I can't be without hands!"
Then, the camera panned to Gao Dashang. Gao Dashang was wearing a gray bathrobe, with his chest wide open, revealing an expensive piece of Hetian jade.
He held a cigar in his hand, crossed his legs, and held two women in his arms.
In the same video, one was enjoying himself, and the other was begging for mercy.
"Song Qinian, your mother owes me money, and the repayment date has passed. She can't pay a cent. What do you think I should do with her?"
Liu Xiaohan's cries continued, "Niannian, my daughter, hurry and save your mom, Mom doesn't want to die, woo woo..."
"I know your brother is taking the college entrance exam, and I'm not an inhuman person. I'll give you an hour. After you send your brother to school, come and see me, or else you can welcome your disabled mother."
Song Qinian was both angry and worried when she saw the video, but to avoid making Song Jiashu notice anything unusual, she had to endure it.
Liu Xiaohan never learned her lesson, and Song Qinian truly didn't want to deal with her anymore.
But after all, she was Song Qinian and Jiashu's mother. Although Song Qinian always expressed that she didn't want to manage her, she couldn't stand by and do nothing when she was in danger.
Moreover, Gao Dashang knew that Jiashu was taking the college entrance exam today. If Song Qinian didn't go, what would that lunatic do to Jiashu?
She couldn't let her family member get into trouble at this critical juncture.
With this in mind, Song Qinian hailed a taxi and went directly to the address Gao Dashang had given her.
"Nian..."
Guan Mingxu had been working with his father recently. He had gone to bed at two in the morning and woke up past eight. He didn't have time to eat breakfast and ran to find Song Qinian.
He found Song Qinian at the school gate. After getting out of the car, he called out to her and saw Song Qinian hurriedly get into a taxi.
What was going on?
Had something happened?
Guan Mingxu immediately got into his car to chase Song Qinian. Just as the car started, he saw a familiar figure at the school gate.
Lin Lanxing, why was she here?
Lin Lanxing handed a file bag to a student and patted the boy on the shoulder, as if giving him some instructions.
Guan Mingxu thought the boy was Lin Lanxing's relative taking the college entrance exam, so he didn't think much of it and went to chase the taxi carrying Song Qinian.
The first exam on the second day was comprehensive science. The classroom had not yet opened, and Song Jiashu stood in the hallway, quietly reciting the periodic table of elements.
"Song Jiashu..."
At this moment, a boy walked up to him.
"Yeah."
"Someone asked me to give this to you?"
The boy handed the file bag to Song Jiashu.
Song Jiashu was surprised, "Who?"
"I don't know, it was a very pretty young lady."
Song Jiashu's mind immediately went to Song Qinian.
That couldn't be right. If his sister were giving him something, she would have given it to him in the morning.
Besides, his sister knew he had an exam and wasn't allowed to bring anything other than scratch paper into the classroom.
If it wasn't his sister, then who could it be?
Ten minutes before the exam, the classroom opened, and students began to enter one after another.
"Jiashu, I'm leaving first!"
"Yeah... Hey, wait, did she say anything when she asked you to give this to me?"
"She said you'd regret it if you didn't look! I'm really leaving now!"
Song Jiashu's brows furrowed tightly. He suddenly had a bad feeling.
The invigilator saw him and walked over, "Classmate, hurry into the classroom. You can't bring this inside."
Song Jiashu nodded, "I know."
He placed the file bag on a table outside and then walked into the classroom to find his seat.
After taking his seat, Song Jiashu's mind was filled with the file bag outside. His unease grew stronger.
"Classmates, today you are taking comprehensive science. Everyone..."
Before the teacher could finish speaking, Song Jiashu suddenly stood up and rushed towards the door.
"Hey... Classmate, what are you doing..."
Song Jiashu anxiously tore open the file bag and saw the photos inside.
The photos were similar to the video Song Qinian had seen, showing Liu Xiaohan's miserable and disheveled appearance.
Below was a message.
"Your mother is in debt and has been captured. Your sister ran off to save her. What are you going to do about it, son?"
Song Jiashu clenched his fists, his body trembling.
"Classmate, the exam is about to start, go back to the classroom!"
Song Jiashu's head buzzed. The teacher's voice sounded like it was coming from a long distance, not quite clear in his ears.
His premonition was correct. His sister had been preoccupied this morning, clearly not herself, and must have seen these photos.
She just didn't show it to him so that he could take the exam with peace of mind.
Song Jiashu looked at his astonished classmates and the approaching teacher, feeling an immense sadness.
On one side was the college entrance exam that would determine his fate, and his sister had poured so much effort into it for him.
On the other side were the safety of his mother and sister. What should he do?
Song Jiashu clenched his fists, conflicted and in pain, his eyes turning red.
Before the teacher could catch up, he gritted his teeth, made a firm decision, and ran downstairs with the file bag.
For him, nothing was more important than family.
Meanwhile, Song Qinian entered through the back door of the foot massage parlor as instructed by Gao Dashang.
She was led by two ferocious-looking thugs to the door of a private room.
Before even entering, Song Qinian could hear Liu Xiaohan's miserable pleas, "No... don't chop off my hands, my daughter will be here soon, Boss Gao, please be merciful, just wait a little longer..."
Song Qinian's face changed drastically. She pushed the door open and rushed in.
What greeted her eyes was Liu Xiaohan being held by two men, her hands pressed onto the tabletop.
Gao Dashang sat on the sofa next to the table, one foot resting on the tabletop, playing with a sharp military knife.
Song Qinian's sudden intrusion caused everyone to look at her. Liu Xiaohan, as if seeing a savior, cried and laughed with excitement, "Niannian, my good daughter, you're finally here!"
Song Qinian was sweating profusely. Just as she was about to walk towards Liu Xiaohan, her path was blocked.
Liu Xiaohan excitedly shouted at Gao Dashang, "Boss Gao, look, my daughter is here, she has money, she'll pay you back!"