Gu Beicheng had left the hotel for less than ten minutes before finding out that Yu Wanqing had been kidnapped.
"What exactly happened?" Gu Beicheng coldly asked, seated in the passenger seat.
"Seventh Young Master, shortly after you left, Yu Xuran arrived," Chi He quietly responded from the driver’s seat.
"Recently, his people have been investigating the matter of Seventh Young Master and Miss Niannian’s last visit to Yaoshan; this ti they might have picked up so clues."
"Lady Qing must have realized sothing was upsetting and left the ward, going downstairs."
"Unexpectedly, soone made a move in the hospital and successfully kidnapped her."
Seeing that the person beside him didn’t speak, Chi He furrowed his brow.
"Since Lady Qing had agreed to cooperate with Seventh Young Master and even took on the Qingjie project, she should have been prepared ntally."
"If things were that easy to handle, Seventh Young Master wouldn’t have needed to spend so much money."
He could feel Seventh Young Master’s guilt towards Wanqing; everyone said Seventh Young Master was cold-blooded and ruthless, but Chi He knew it wasn’t true.
To his enemies, Seventh Young Master could be ruthless, but he wouldn’t ignore soone who had little conflict with him.
After all, her misfortune was orchestrated by him.
"No matter how many resources need to be mobilized, we must ensure her safety," Gu Beicheng said indifferently.
"Yes, Seventh Young Master," nodding, Chi He continued to make another call.
...
When Gu Beicheng kicked open the door of the long-abandoned room, cries of grief emanated from within.
"Don’t! No! Beicheng save , Beicheng save !" Yu Wanqing struggled desperately, "Don’t co over! Don’t!"
With a ’bang’, the iron door collapsed.
Seven or eight n turned their heads simultaneously to look at the figure at the door, stunned.
The man on top of Yu Wanqing quickly ca to his senses, and imdiately pulled her up, restraining her in front of himself.
Seeing the man clearly, Yu Wanqing’s dry tears began to flow once more.
Except for her underclothes, she had nothing else on.
Her entire skin was bruised and eye-catching, with several places still bleeding.
It appeared she had nearly been tortured to her limit, now barely even able to stand.
"Beicheng, is it really you? Am I dreaming?"
Unsure if she was scared witless or what, Yu Wanqing, now with a dagger at her neck, seed even calr than before.
Yet, her voice was so weak it was almost inaudible.
"Seventh Young Master, not bad, coming here all alone," the man holding the dagger and embracing Yu Wanqing spoke indifferently.
These people all wore masks, even using voice changers.
"Let her go!" Gu Beicheng coldly snorted.
Yu Wanqing’s foot was injured, continuously bleeding; she was reluctant, but could only lean on the man behind her.
Hearing the familiar voice, her tears were unstoppable.
Her Beicheng really did co, for her, alone to such a place, taking such a risk for her!
He must care for her, otherwise, why would he recklessly do this?
"Seventh Young Master, don’t you think you’re being a bit too naive? You interrupted our leisure, yet you dare to command us so loudly?"
The man’s tone grew heavier, and with the last words, he pressed the dagger tighter against Yu Wanqing’s delicate neck.
A dot of blood instantly oozed from where the dagger touched her skin; Yu Wanqing just furrowed her brow, seeming numb already.
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