763: Chapter 756: He Xuewen’s Return 763: Chapter 756: He Xuewen’s Return Sisi and Tian Xinhua sped all the way to the western suburb and spotted Brother Qiao from a distance, carrying He Xuewen.
Both men were disheveled and scruffy.
“Daddy, what’s wrong with you?” Sisi asked anxiously.
“It’s nothing, just a sprained ankle.
Ah Nan, do you have food?
Xiao Qiao and I haven’t eaten for two days.” He Xuewen croaked weakly.
“Yes, I have some.”
Sisi pretended to rummage through her bag, but in reality, she took out two packs of biscuits from the Space and handed them over.
The two men devoured the biscuits like starving dogs attacking food.
After eating, they both regained some strength, letting out a long breath of relief, feeling like they had escaped death.
He Xuewen recounted how they managed to escape.
After he and Brother Qiao took some pills and regained strength, they decided to overpower the four kidnappers outside and make their escape, unable to swallow their anger any longer.
Moreover, Brother Qiao remarked that the four were just a bunch of thugs, not much skill to speak of, and easy to deal with.
Indeed, Brother Qiao subdued all four kidnappers by himself, assisted by two bricks thrown by He Xuewen and two Foshan Shadowless Kicks.
Tian Xinhua called He Chengsi, informing him of the kidnappers’ location in a residential house.
Sisi suddenly thought of a question, “Daddy, how many people kidnapped you?”
“Four!”
“Were those four always with you?”
“Yes, except for one who went out twice.
Otherwise, they were always watching us,” Brother Qiao replied.
Tian Xinhua also noticed something was off.
There were four kidnappers at the villa, and still four in the house, so who were the two at the lotus pond collecting money?
Could it be that the kidnappers had acplices?
As expected, when captured, the four kidnappers confessed that they were acting on orders.
Their mission was just to kidnap He Xuewen and demand money from the He Family, and nothing else was their concern.
They also confessed that even if He Xuewen hadn’t escaped on his own, they planned to release him the next morning.
“We didn’t intend to harm them.
Really, it was just to have them stay in the countryside for a few days.”
The kidnappers seemed to be telling the truth, as He Xuewen confirmed that apart from not feeding them, they hadn’t mistreated him, which didn’t seem like an intent to kill.
As for who was behind them, they didn’t know.
They only revealed it was someone in their network who connected them to the job, for which they’d be paid US$ 100,000.
One hundred thousand yuan for holding someone for three days was indeed a lucrative deal.
But who was behind all this?
Kidnapping He Xuewen but not wanting his life, just money—this didn’t seem like the style of the Jin Family!
Not to mention Jin Guangrong, even that little bitch Wan Yun had quite a few lives on her hands!
Could she let He Sisi’s father go so easily, just for two million in cash?
Thinking with the sole of your foot, it was impossible.
Yet, Zhao WenYu clearly stated that the mastermind behind him was Wan Yun.
What the hell was going on?
Things seemed to be getting messier!
Tian Xinhua and He Chengsi couldn’t untangle this mess or understand what the Jin Family was up to.
But He Xuewen escaping safely was the best news.
“Consider it money spent to ward off disaster, though it did benefit those bastards,” Mo Ye chanted a prayer, sounding relieved.
Although told about the two million being taken by the kidnappers, He Xuewen instead forted Sisi and Tian Xin, telling them not to worry too much.
“If it’s gone, it’s gone.
It’s just two million, I can earn it back in no time.”
Sisi smiled and whispered something in He Xuewen’s ear, making him chuckle, “That’s exactly it, let them be infuriated!”
It turned out that after some discussion, Sisi and Tian Xinhua felt uneasy about the two million going to the kidnappers for nothing, and thought supporting poor mountain folks would have been better.
So Sisi came up with a sneaky idea, buying a huge pile of Mi Coins and placing RMB only on the surface layer.
At first glance, it seemed like a full case of money, but in reality, the two boxes contained only two to three thousand yuan.
Certain Hotel
On the table were two boxes, exactly the ones Sisi had left at the lotus pond, their smooth leather reflecting a metallic sheen under the light.
“Ah Shen, quickly open them!” Xue Ji said excitedly.
Ah Shen pursed his lips, downed his glass of alcohol, and opened the lids.
Neatly stacked, beautiful RMB notes lay before them.
The M faces above were incredibly friendly!
Ah Shen didn’t really care about the two million; any single deal he made earned more than two million.
What excited him was the validation of his suspicion, something that would greatly influence his future plans.
Closing the lid, he tossed the two boxes to Xue Ji, “These two million are yours.
Explain the failure to capture He Xuewen to Second Son Jin well; it’s been hard on you.”
Xue Ji initially felt delighted receiving the two million but then grew apprehensive.
Second Son Jin’s temper was getting increasingly strange.
Even though she’d been specially trained from a young age, she couldn’t withstand such torment!
Thinking about Second Son Jin’s perverted methods made Xue Ji’s alluring body tremble involuntarily, looking pitifully at Ah Shen.
“Ah Shen, how much longer must I stay with Second Son Jin?
How about we give up on revenge and the money, and go to U country?
What we’ve earned in the past two years should be enough for us to live on.”
Ah Shen remained unmoved, merely looking coldly at the woman across from him, who, he should say, was his cousin.
Xue Ji felt a chill in her heart.
Although she and Ah Shen initially used each other, over time, she had developed genuine feelings for her cousin and had some hope for a simple life with him.
But Ah Shen’s cold demeanor stung Xue Ji’s heart, leaving her with a sense of despair.
Why was she always treated as a gift by the men in her family?
First, with the Daoji Association’s Yamamoto, who after doting on her for a few days, used her as a public prize among his subordinates.
If not for Ah Shen rescuing her, she feared she’d have died at the Daoji Association.
She initially thought she would have a fortable life upon ing to Z country, but to her dismay, Ah Shen still made her return to her old ways!
That wasn’t too bad.
After all, she had no other skills, and it was her specialty.
Yet, Second Son Jin’s perversion increasingly exceeded Yamamoto’s, each time inventing new ways to torment her, almost driving her to death several times.
“Ah Shen, Second Son Jin is more perverse than Yamamoto.
I’ll be tortured to death.
Look at the marks on my body.”
Saying so, Xue Ji removed her dress, standing stark naked before Ah Shen.
Ah Shen’s aloof eyes narrowed slightly, feeling a faint, unnameable anger within, a fire that was weak, unnoticed even by himself.
Xue Ji’s once-pure and beautiful form was covered with red scars, especially in intimate areas like her chest and hips, where the scars layered upon one another in various shades, indicating different times of infliction.
“It’s just SM.
Didn’t you receive special training for this in the past?
Be good, endure a bit longer.
Once we have the money Grandpa left, we’ll soon be able to go to U country.”
Ah Shen said this blandly, cutting off Xue Ji’s last hope, leaving only a sense of bitterness in his heart.
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