Chapter 91 Don’t be afraid, it’s me

Jiang Xu didn't know how long he had been in the basement.

It was very quiet around, with only the occasional bug crawling across my hands and feet.

She felt a little hungry at first, but then she didn't feel hungry anymore, and she suddenly started to worry.

Will I stay here forever?

She vaguely heard that those people wanted shares of Shengyu Group.

He Yanting values ​​the group more than anything else, and Jiang Xu feels that he will be the one to be abandoned.

Or did He Yanting understand the hint given to him?

She tried to untie the rope but failed, even though her wrists were skinned.

After an unknown amount of time, she was exhausted and leaned against the wall in despair.

Just as I was dozing off, I heard a vague noise coming from upstairs.

At first, she didn't take it seriously, but soon the sounds got closer and closer until there was a bang and the door was broken down.

Someone came in.

He approached step by step, with steady steps.

Jiang Xu curled up in fear and looked at the other person warily, but saw only darkness.

When He Yanting came in, he saw this scene.

In the small, dim basement, a thin woman huddled in the corner. The cement floor was dirty and damp, and she was just thrown there.

Her hands were tied behind her back, her eyes were covered with a black cloth, and her mouth was sealed with tape.

She recoiled in horror at his entrance.

His whole body was trembling visibly.

He Yanting's breathing became very rapid, and he felt like his chest was about to explode.

He walked over step by step, came to the woman, squatted gently, and held her shoulders.

She shuddered visibly.

"Ruanruan, don't be afraid, it's me."

The trembling woman was stunned by the familiar voice, and her breathing became obviously agitated.

He Yanting did not take off the cloth on her eyes, but directly tore off the tape on her mouth.

"Yanting, is that you?"

Jiang Xu's voice was a little hoarse.

He Yanting held her in his arms and gently stroked her long hair, "It's me, I found you."

At this time, a young man ran in: "Mr. He, hurry!"

He Yanting untied the rope on Jiang Xu's hand. When he saw her wrist that was rubbed and bleeding, his eyes suddenly darkened.

Jiang Xu subconsciously wanted to take off the cloth on his glasses, but his hand was held down.

"Don't pick it yet."

He Yanting picked her up and carried her sideways, then walked out.

Jiang Xu snuggled in his broad arms, unable to see the surroundings, and could only hear the sounds of fighting, cursing, and screaming.

Suddenly, gunshots were heard.

He Yanting quickly turned his body sideways.

Something flew past Jiang Xu's ear, and she heard He Yanting let out a muffled groan.

"What’s wrong with you?"

She subconsciously grabbed He Yanting's collar.

"fine."

He Yanting carried her outside and put her in the car.

The car started, and Jiang Xu kept the cloth covering his eyes. After driving for more than 20 minutes, it finally stopped.

He Yanting carried her into a place and put her down.

Then he untied the black cloth from her eyes.

Jiang Xu squinted his eyes and it took a few seconds for him to adjust to the light.

What comes into view is a very ordinary house.

She was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

He Yanting knelt on one knee in front of her, his dark eyes fixed on her: "Are you hurt? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?"

Jiang Xu shook his head.

He Yanting's hand gently rested on her lower abdomen: "How is it?"

Jiang Xu said: "Not bad."

He Yanting finally breathed a sigh of relief, got up and went outside, and after a while he came back with a medicine box.

He applied medicine to her wrist.

Jiang Xu's wrist was rubbed by the rope and it hurt so much that he hissed.

He Yanting pursed his lips and said, "Bear with it, it will be fine soon."

After applying the medicine, He Yanting carefully wrapped gauze around the wound.

At this time, Jiang Xu smelled a faint smell of blood in the air.

Finally, her gaze fell on his right shoulder.

He was wearing a black suit, and upon closer inspection, he noticed a wet spot on his shoulder.

Jiang Xu raised his hand and touched it, and his fingertips were red.

"Are you hurt?"

He Yanting glanced at his shoulder, his expression calm: "It's just a bullet grazed wound, not serious."

His cell phone rang.

He got up to answer the phone.

Jiang Xu looked around the room. The layout was simple and ordinary.

Where is this?

He Yanting came back after answering the phone, "I'm going to be out for a while. It's safe here. Wait for me here."

After saying that, he leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, then turned and walked out.

"He Yanting."

Jiang Xu stood up and called him.

He Yanting turned around to look at her, and Jiang Xu pursed her lips: "Be careful."

"Um."

He Yanting curled the corners of his mouth and left quickly.

After a while, Xiao Jiang knocked on the door and brought some food and water.

Jiang Xu had no appetite. After eating a little, he lay on the sofa, waiting for He Yanting to come back, and fell asleep unknowingly.

When I woke up again, it was already light outside.

He Yanting hasn't come back yet.

She went out for a walk and found that this was a one-story house with a yard. In addition to the living room, there were two rooms.

She turned the doorknob, but to her surprise the door was unlocked.

When I opened the door, I saw a tidy bedroom with brand new pink sheets on the bed in the middle.

But it was obvious that no one had slept in the sheets.

There is a desk by the window with flowers and three wooden photo frames on it.

Jiang Xu walked over curiously and scanned the photos one by one.

The photo on the far left shows a young couple.

Jiang Xu actually recognized the background; it was the famous lake at A University.

The man in the photo was tall and handsome. Jiang Xu recognized him as He Yijing, He Yanting's biological father.

Standing side by side with He Yijing was a relatively petite girl with a gentle and beautiful smile and a stubborn look in her eyes.

She should be He Yanting's mother.

Then there is the photo in the middle, where He Yanting’s parents are sitting on the sofa, with the woman holding a boy about one year old in her arms.

It was obvious that the boy was He Yanting.

The three of them look like a happy family.

Finally, in the third photo, He Yijing is not there. It seems that many years have passed. He Yanting has grown up and is about ten years old.

He stood on his mother's left side, while his mother was hugging a girl on the other side.

The girl was younger than He Yanting, had two braids and a sweet smile.

When he saw the girl's face, Jiang Xu was stunned.

It was a very familiar face, about 70% similar to Jiang Xueruo, and even had small canine teeth when smiling.

But it is certain that this girl is not Jiang Xueruo.

Jiang Xu was so engrossed in staring at the photo that he didn't even notice someone entering the room.

Until a magnetic voice came from behind——

"She is my sister, her name is He Sitian."

Jiang Xu turned around and saw He Yanting standing behind him. He was holding a suit jacket and had changed his shirt, which had no blood stains.

He Yanting sat down on the bed and looked at the photo: "You should have noticed that Xue Ruo looks a lot like her."

Jiang Xu asked, "Why have I never heard you mention having a younger sister?"

He Yanting tightened his grip on his coat slightly.

"She fell ill and died when she was ten."

Jiang Xu opened his mouth, speechless, and after a while he said, "Sorry."

He Yanting pulled the corners of his lips, a little bitter: "She left in my arms. We have been dependent on each other since we were young. She listened to me the most. In the end, she even told me not to be sad. She said she was going to accompany her mother."

Jiang Xu's mind was filled with thoughts.

She looked at the woman in the photo with a gentle and bright smile and asked, "How did your mother pass away?"

"An accident."

He Yanting said.

Jiang Xu asked, "What accident?"

He Yanting frowned, seemingly not wanting to discuss this topic: "You don't need to know this, it's all in the past."