Chapter 42 Extra: Brother's Story 6

"Enough!"

A suppressed, furious electronic voice boomed through a hidden loudspeaker in the cabin, "Idiot! Take her down!"

Immediately, someone rushed forward and roughly restrained the screaming and struggling Xu Ziqi, dragging her away from the scene, leaving only her unwilling curses echoing in the corridor.

In the agreement reached between You Zirui and the Xu family, Xu Ziqi was merely a discarded pawn who was to be rescued along the way and was originally destined to be sent overseas to fend for himself.

You Jingxuan cannot die yet. The subsequent equity transfer requires his biological key to be activated in the group's core terminal, and there is still a 48-hour cooling-off period.

If he dies, or if Ling Wei's accident drives him to madness and self-harm, then the agreement he just signed will really be nothing but a piece of waste paper!

You Zirui ordered his men to lock them up. His cousin might have a backup plan, so he had to expedite the equity transfer process.

Once everything settled down, well... his handsome face suddenly twisted in disbelief. On the high seas, he was looking forward to seeing this high-and-mighty young master fall into the dust.

His guess was correct; You Jingxuan was not entirely unprepared.

He saw through his relatives' greed and guessed that they would cause trouble, so he had placed people in various places early on. One of the people that You Zirui arranged happened to be one of them.

In the middle of the night, You Jingxuan woke Ling Wei up. Next to him was a tall figure, one of his men, named Hu Zi.

Ling Wei was carefully untied by Hu Zi, who was about to take her off the boat. She anxiously gestured to You Jingxuan.

Over the years, You Jingxuan has come to understand sign language, and he knows that the other person is asking him what to do.

You Jingxuan looked at her, took the equipment bag from Hu Zi, and in the dim light, his usually calm eyes were now filled with complex emotions that she couldn't understand.

He gave a reassuring smile: "Don't be afraid, there's a boat to pick us up. We'll split up and meet up again when it's safe."

Before parting, You Jingxuan reached out and embraced Ling Wei tightly, the hug brief but as strong as if it were etched into his very bones.

Then, a hot and precious kiss was placed restrainedly on the top of her head.

“Don’t be afraid,” he whispered in her hair, his voice barely audible to her, “It will be alright soon.”

Then, he resolutely let go and pushed Ling Wei toward Hu Zi.

The engine started, the small boat cut through the waves, and only when it was far away from the cruise ship that was like a tomb at sea did Ling Wei's tense nerves relax a little.

However, she soon noticed that something was wrong with Tiger.

The strong man's shoulders were shaking violently, and his suppressed sobs were broken by the sea breeze.

Ling Wei's heart sank. She instantly realized that You Jingxuan was lying and there was no other ship to meet him.

He stayed behind, using himself as a target and bait, risking his life to buy her a chance to survive.

Ling Wei slapped Hu Zi's shoulder hard, her eyes filled with anxiety.

Tiger wiped his face, his voice choked with sobs: "Sister-in-law, it's no use... Brother Xuan... he was risking his life for you! Our people contacted international mercenaries immediately, but this is international waters. By the time they find Boss You... it will be too late!"

Ling Wei took a deep breath to calm herself down.

Just then, her gaze fell on the black square clipped to Tiger's waist—it was a satellite phone.

This wasn't in the backpack Tiger had just handed her; it belonged to Tiger himself.

Ling Wei's eyes lit up as she pointed to the satellite phone on Hu Zi's waist, her command carrying an unquestionable tone.

Tiger was taken aback, and subconsciously took off his satellite phone and handed it to her, his face still streaked with tears and full of confusion.

Ling Wei took a deep breath and her fingers flew across the cold keys, pressing a series of extremely complex special codes.

She held the phone to her ear, and after a few seconds, a bright light flashed in her eyes. She immediately shoved the satellite phone back into Tiger's hand, gesturing for him to answer.

Tiger brought the receiver to his ear with a blank expression, and the next second, the sadness and despair on his face froze instantly.

The chaos that You Jingxuan ignited in the cabin was like a spark thrown into an oil drum. Before becoming the head of the You family, he had been thrown into a combat training camp by the old man.

He was agile, but ultimately outnumbered, he was cornered and cornered, a cold gun barrel pressed against his temple.

Xu Wei grinned maliciously as he stepped forward and kicked him hard in the stomach!

"Ugh—!" You Jingxuan groaned in pain, curled up, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and was roughly dragged away.

Xu Wei took out the murky liquid, the needle gleaming with an ominous cold light: "President You, we've been treating you to good food and drink, but you refused, insisting on playing tricks. Now, here's your chance to taste the 'obedience potion.' Let's see how tough your bones are and how strong your will is!"

The cold needle plunged into his arm vein, and turbid fluid was quickly pushed in.

The iron door to the lower deck was violently pushed open.

Tiger dragged in a dejected Ling Wei, looking annoyed: "Second Master! This woman is cunning. She didn't go far at all. She was hiding behind the stinky oil pipes in the engine room, waiting for backup. I caught her. And she even tried to use this piece of junk to interfere with the signal!" He threw out a small, crushed black box.

Xu Wei was initially shocked, then overjoyed. He instantly imagined Ling Wei's foolish plan to hide in a panic and try to interfere with the signal while waiting for rescue. He laughed triumphantly, "Hahaha! Heaven is on my side! You Jingxuan, your darling is back! Perfect, with her here, let's see how you turn into an obedient dog!"

He let You Jingxuan off the hook for the time being, but he still needed You Jingxuan's cooperation to complete the biological authorization.

Ling Wei and the others remained locked up together. Hu Zi found someone to help him and was assigned to guard them. Because there were other eyes watching, he could only secretly slip Ling Wei some water and clean strips of cloth, his eyes full of worry and helplessness.

Ling Wei nodded to him, indicating that she was okay. She carried the water and approached the bedside.

The pale moonlight outlined the silhouette of Youjingxuan.

He lay flat on his back, his forehead soaked with cold sweat, which clung to his pale forehead. His mouth was cracked, and his cheekbones were covered in a horrifying bluish-purple bruise.

His brow was furrowed, and even in his coma, his body convulsed slightly from the medication and pain, and his breathing was heavy and hot.

His battle-worn appearance, devoid of his usual coldness and control, revealed a breathtaking vulnerability.

Ling Wei wrung out the cloth and carefully wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and the bloodstains on his face. The cool touch seemed to calm him down a little.

Just as she was trying to wipe a deep wound on his neck, You Jingxuan suddenly opened his eyes.

His gaze was initially unfocused and unfocused, as if he were still immersed in nightmares or drug hallucinations.

However, when his gaze fell upon Ling Wei, who was standing right in front of him, his deep eyes instantly flashed with an astonishing light.

"Wei...Weiwei?" His voice was terribly hoarse, with a heavy nasal tone.

Before Ling Wei could even make a gesture, a tremendous force suddenly pulled her down.

In a dizzying moment, she was tightly held in his burning embrace, his arms like iron clamps, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

“Fool…what a little fool…”

His burning lips pressed heavily against her forehead and temples, each indistinct word accompanied by scorching breath that made her skin tingle. "How could you come back... how could you come back..."

His kisses were haphazard, urgent, and desperate, from forehead to cheeks, with the madness of a dying man clinging to a piece of driftwood.

Warm liquid dripped onto Ling Wei's cheek; it was his tears.

"How am I supposed to explain this to Hoshino... to Niu Niu..." he choked out, but his kiss deepened, a self-destructive descent, as he covered her lips.

No longer a half-hearted attempt, but a fierce assault on territory, fueled by a torrent of emotions suppressed for years.