Chapter 290 Believe me, it won't happen!

At four o'clock in the morning, Jiang Shiyuan was suddenly awakened by a nightmare.

She screamed and sprang up from the bed, gasping for breath as if she were drowning. Her pajamas were soaked with sweat, and she looked like she had just come ashore from the sea.

She closed her eyes, held her forehead, and tried to calm herself down.

After her mother passed away, she had nightmares for a year. Later, after marrying Xie Jinghuai, Tongtong fell seriously ill. During the period when her mother-in-law wouldn't let her see the child, her depression worsened, and she often had nightmares. In her dreams, Madam Xie took away her son and handed him over to Lin Zhixin to raise. Lin Zhixin held her son and smiled contemptuously at her. She cried and rushed forward, trying to take her own flesh and blood back, but Xie Jinghuai hugged her from behind, and she could only watch helplessly as her son was taken away by Lin Zhixin.

In the past, her mother and child were frequent visitors in her dreams.

But this time, she dreamed of Su Xier, not them.

Jiang Shiyuan dreamt that Xi'er, covered in wounds and bleeding profusely, walked up to her and cried as she said:

"Ah Yuan, I'm so tired... I want to leave Shen Zhantang... I can't hold on any longer..."

Just as Jiang Shiyuan ran over to hug Xi'er, Xi'er vanished into thin air before her eyes.

"Xi'er... are you alright? Xi'er..."

Whether it was sisterly bond or not, she was restless at the moment, so she quickly turned on the bedside lamp, picked up her phone, and dialed Su Xier's number.

However, the message from the other end indicated that the call could not be connected.

Jiang Shiyuan felt uneasy. She knew that Xi'er was living with Shen Zhantang. She thought of calling Shen Zhantang, but then realized that she hadn't saved his number.

What should I do? Should I contact Xie Jinghuai?

Just as Jiang Shiyuan was hesitating, her phone vibrated, and a string of unfamiliar numbers jumped into view.

"Hello, who is this?" Jiang Shiyuan answered immediately.

"It's me, Shen Zhantang." The man's voice was hoarse and broken as he spoke those five words.

"President Shen?"

Immediately afterward, Jiang Shiyuan hurriedly asked, "Is Xi'er with you now? Is she alright?"

There was a chilling silence over there; she could only hear the man's heavy breathing.

"Shen Zhantang, say something! Is Xi'er with you? I can't get through to her on her phone. Is she alright? Let me hear her voice!"

"Xi'er... has disappeared."

Shen Zhantang spoke each word with difficulty, his voice trembling, "I want to know, has she come to see you?"

"Missing? Why did they disappear?!"

Jiang Shiyuan sat up abruptly in bed, shouting anxiously, "It's one thing that you don't care about her, but now you've lost Xi'er! Shen Zhantang, are you even human?!"

Let me tell you, if anything happens to Xi'er, I will not let you off the hook! I fucking know you inside and out!

Where are you? I'm coming to find you right now!

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Shiyuan didn't even have time to change her clothes; she just threw on a coat and rushed out the door.

She pushed open the door, and the motion-sensor lights in the hallway instantly turned on.

The next second, Jiang Shiyuan's eyes widened in shock, her blood ran cold, her emotions collapsed, and she cried out:

"Xi'er!"

On the cold, marble floor of the corridor, Su Xier lay motionless in a pool of blood, covered in wounds, showing no signs of life.

"Xi'er...don't scare me...Xi'er!"

Jiang Shiyuan knelt beside Su Xier, crying, and scooped up her limp body, holding her in his arms.

She felt her hands were sticky, and as she trembled, she opened her fingers, only to find that they were stained crimson!

"Ambulance...ambulance..."

Jiang Shiyuan was panicked and scared. She picked up her phone while sobbing, but as if possessed, she dialed Fu Chenzhou's number.

The call was answered instantly.

A deep, steady voice entered her ears, "Mr. Jiang, are you sleepwalking, calling me at this hour of darkness?"

“Fu… Fu Chenzhou…”

Hearing the man's familiar voice, Jiang Shiyuan burst into tears instantly, tears streaming down her face, each drop landing on Su Xier's pale face. "Xier is in trouble... save her!"

"What happened? Jiang Shiyuan, don't be afraid, tell me slowly!" Fu Chenzhou's voice was calm and methodical, trying his best to soothe her agitated emotions.

Over there, a rustling sound came from the man, who was getting dressed and leaving the house as quickly as possible.

"She collapsed at my doorstep... she was covered in blood!"

Jiang Shiyuan cried uncontrollably. She felt Su Xier's body was so cold, and fear tore at her heart. "What should I do... I'm afraid Xier won't make it..."

"No, believe me, believe Miss Su, it won't happen."

Fu Chenzhou moved quickly, leaping down several steps in twos and threes at a time. "Don't be afraid, listen to me, call 120 first, I will arrange everything for you."

"But what if..."

"There's no 'what if'!"

Fu Chenzhou pushed open the door and stepped out, a biting cold wind hitting him. His eyes were like deep pools, and his voice was resolute yet filled with a trustworthy strength, "You and I will pull her back from the brink of death together!"