Chapter 163 An Unexpected Incident

Before she collapsed, Shen Shuangmiao saw the side door of the lounge open and two men with fierce expressions walk in.

Zhao Hongyuan looked at Shen Shuangmiao lying on the ground and a cruel sneer appeared on his face.

"Take her away."

Twenty minutes later, there was still no movement from the tea room.

Zhu Jin sensed something was wrong and forced his way in, only to find the place already empty.

On the ground lay the earrings that Shen Shuangmiao had left behind.

Zhu Jin's heart sank to the bottom.

Just then, his phone rang; it was an unknown number.

He answered immediately, and Zhao Hongyuan's cold voice came from the other end of the phone: "Zhu Jin, if you want your woman and the child in her belly to be safe and sound, then prepare two things."

"First, immediately sign the equity transfer agreement and unconditionally transfer all your shares in the Zhu Group to the Zhao family!"

"Secondly, find a way to get Mo Bai released immediately without charge! Otherwise..."

Zhao Hongyuan laughed, "Just wait until you're collecting the corpses of your child and Shen Shuangmiao!"

Zhu Jin gripped his phone tightly, telling himself to stay calm.

He cannot act rashly.

Zhu Jin took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anxiety in his heart.

When he spoke again, his voice was surprisingly steady.

"Zhao Hongyuan, don't do anything reckless. I can give you the shares, and I'll also find a way to deal with Zhao Mobai's situation, but you must guarantee the absolute safety of Shuangmiao and the child in her womb!"

“If they lose even a single hair, I guarantee you and your son will pay a thousand times worse price than you are now!”

Zhao Hongyuan seemed quite satisfied with his reaction, letting out a smug snort.

"You're smart to know what's good for you. Remember my requirements! Get your things ready and wait for my call. Don't try anything funny, or else..."

He paused threateningly, then hung up the phone.

Hearing the busy tone from his phone, Zhu Jin slowly put it down.

He narrowed his eyes. A chilling aura emanated from them, his eyes swirling with a dark, bloodthirsty light.

Zhu Jin glanced at the small, exquisite earring in his palm and carefully gripped it tightly.

"Investigate immediately!" he ordered his assistant and bodyguard.

"Use every available resource, even if it means turning this city upside down, to find her location as quickly as possible! Remember, the primary objective is to ensure her absolute safety!"

"Yes, sir!"

The subordinates quickly obeyed the order and went to find the person.

At the same time, Zhu Jin picked up his phone and dialed a number.

His voice was very low: "We can start working on the prison now. Be careful with your actions. I want him to suffer a fate worse than death, but don't let him actually die. He's still useful now."

He needs to apply pressure on both fronts simultaneously.

On the surface, he kept the crazed Zhao Hongyuan calm, but in secret, he wanted to make him taste the torment that his loved ones suffered.

For Zhu Jin, the next dozen or so hours were agonizing, every minute and every second.

He sat in his study, with documents spread out in front of him, but he couldn't concentrate on reading a single word.

News kept coming in, only to be constantly denied.

Shen Shuangmiao seemed to have vanished into thin air, hidden away by Zhao Hongyuan with utmost secrecy.

News from the prison says that Zhao Mobai was beaten by several serious offenders during his exercise time and suffered serious injuries.

Although he survived after emergency treatment, his condition was extremely poor, and he suffered great shock and mental anguish.

When Zhao Hongyuan learned of his son's miserable situation in prison, he was indeed thrown into a panic.

He called Zhu Jin, his voice trembling.

"Zhu Jin! Was it you who attacked Mo Bai? You madman!"

Zhu Jin stood by the study window, his tone icy: "Zhao Hongyuan, I warned you what the consequences would be if you messed with my people. Tell me what's so special about Shen Shuangmiao, or the next news about your son might be that he's dead."

"you……"

Zhao Hongyuan was so angry he almost vomited blood, but his son's life was in the other party's hands, and he dared not risk Zhao Mobai's safety any longer.

He was forced to compromise and gritted his teeth as he gave an address.

"Zhu Jin, you better keep your word. If anything happens to my son again, I'll make sure your woman pays the price!"

Zhu Jin ignored him and hung up immediately.

He immediately led his men and rushed to the outskirts as quickly as possible.

Zhu Jin's face remained ashen, his thin lips pressed tightly together, devoid of color.

at the same time.

The basement in the suburbs was dark and damp, and the air was filled with the smell of mold and dust.

Shen Shuangmiao had her hands tied behind her back and was curled up in a corner.

Her mouth was taped shut, and she was somewhat disoriented.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of screeching brakes and footsteps came from outside.

Immediately afterwards, the door was violently kicked open from the outside!

As light streamed in, Shen Shuangmiao unconsciously squinted.

Against the light, she saw that familiar figure rush in.

It's Zhu Jin!

He's here.

Shen Shuangmiao's anxious heart seemed to have found a place to rest, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Zhu Jin saw her in the corner, his expression changed instantly, and he quickly walked towards her.

"stop!"

A stern shout rang out.

Zhao Hongyuan emerged from the shadows.

He held a gleaming dagger in his hand, his face contorted with madness and hatred.

He stood between Shen Shuangmiao and Zhu Jin.

"Zhu Jin, you've ruined my son like that, and you think you can just take her away so easily? Dream on!"

Zhao Hongyuan, his eyes bloodshot, brandished a dagger.

"Where's the share transfer agreement? Where's Mo Bai's release order?"

Zhu Jin stopped and looked at him coldly, as if he were looking at a clown.

He waved his hand, and his assistant immediately produced a document.

"The things are here." Zhu Jin's voice was devoid of any warmth. "Release her, and all of this is yours."

Zhao Hongyuan looked at the document warily, then glanced at Zhu Jin, his eyes darting around.

He did want these things to save the Zhao family and his son, but looking at Zhu Jin's indifferent expression of having everything under control, and thinking about the inhuman torture his son suffered in prison, he felt somewhat unwilling.

If he can't have it, they won't have a good time either!

Just as the assistant stepped forward, ready to exchange documents and people, Zhao Hongyuan suddenly turned the knife around.

He didn't stab Zhu Jin, but instead stabbed Shen Shuangmiao hard in the chest!

Let's all die together!

"Shuang Miao!"

Everything happened too fast.

Zhu Jin's pupils shrank sharply, and almost instinctively, he pounced forward at an incredible speed, using his body to completely block Shen Shuangmiao's body!

Time seemed to stand still at that moment.

Shen Shuangmiao stared wide-eyed at Zhu Jin, who was standing right in front of her.

His body trembled slightly, and he groaned. Warm liquid instantly soaked through the shirt on his shoulder.

The glaring red color spread rapidly.

Zhao Hongyuan was also stunned.

He didn't expect Zhu Jin to use his own body to block the blow without hesitation.

Just then, the bodyguards who were following behind reacted quickly, rushed forward, subdued Zhao Hongyuan, and took the dagger from his hand.

"Zhu Jin! Zhu Jin!"

The tape on Shen Shuangmiao's lips was torn off.

She cried out his name, her voice trembling with sobs, struggling to check his injuries.