"Really? Is it a prank?" Ye Qingqing's first reaction was that it was a prank.

If they really were kidnappers, why didn't they go find Yu Wuwei?

"Where's Yu Wuwei? Give him this note; he's the real father," Ye Qingqing suggested.

Regardless of whether it's true or not, let her own father worry about it. This is only because Yu Changbai from her previous life had some conscience. If it were someone like Yu Moli, she wouldn't care whether he lives or dies!

Tang Yuanyuan's expression was complicated. "Yu Wuwei isn't at the restaurant. I heard he went out yesterday, but I don't know what he's doing."

Ye Qingqing frowned. "He's out so soon after opening. What the hell is that bastard up to?"

An old man walked in and placed an envelope on the table. "Someone asked me to give you a letter. I've left it here!"

After putting down the envelope, the old man turned to leave with his hands behind his back, but Ye Qingqing quickly called out to him, "Grandpa, who asked you to deliver this letter?"

"I don't know him. He was a man wearing a mask. He gave me ten yuan to deliver the letter."

The old man shook his head and left Baiweiju.

Tang Yuanyuan and Ye Qingqing looked at each other, their eyes fixed on the envelope on the table. The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and their hearts began to race. It was afternoon, and there were no customers in the shop. Tang's father had been busy since early morning and would be busy again in the evening, so he usually went upstairs to rest at this time.

Lu Mo was busy with company matters, and only Ye Qingqing and Tang Yuanyuan were in the store; the other employees were all drowsy.

"I'll come and see."

Tang Yuanyuan reached out and picked up the envelope. It looked bulging, and she wondered what was inside.

Ye Qingqing was very curious and urged Tang Yuanyuan to open the envelope quickly. The envelope was not sealed and there was a plastic bag inside. Tang Yuanyuan pulled it out with one hand, but when she saw what was in the bag, she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, and the bag fell to the ground.

The two stared in horror at the plastic bag on the ground. It was an ordinary, transparent plastic bag, but inside was half a bloody little finger, slightly curled up, the flesh still red, clearly freshly cut off.

Moreover, the severed little finger clearly belongs to a child; it's a little finger, cut off at the base.

There was also a note inside the envelope.

"Deliver 100,000 yuan within two hours and send the money to the Five-Star Farm on the outskirts of the city. If you dare to call the police, I'll kill the hostage!"

The handwriting was the same as on the previous note, crooked and messy, but it was written in blood. Although the kidnapper's face could not be seen, his murderous aura could still be felt.

"What should we do... Is he really going to kill the hostage?" Tang Yuanyuan was terrified, her face filled with worry.

Suddenly, a series of images flashed through her mind, all related to Yu Changbai.

She was punished by Wen Sumei and locked in a small dark room with nothing to eat. Yu Changbai was just a little boy and Wen Sumei's darling. He would always secretly bring her food, such as cookies, chocolates, or steamed buns...

Sometimes when Wen Sumei hit her, Yu Changbai would stand in front of her and stop Wen Sumei.

There were many instances, and Tang Yuanyuan didn't remember them all, but she wasn't really that disgusted with her half-brother; she was even a little grateful. Now that Yu Changbai's fate was uncertain, Tang Yuanyuan was genuinely worried.

Ye Qingqing also had a good feeling about Yu Changbai. In her previous life, when Tang Yuanyuan was suffering in prison, only this little fat boy would visit her often and even use his own pocket money to buy things and send them over.

In her past life, Yu Changbai was the only person who brought warmth to Tang Yuanyuan.

But Yu Changbai was never in trouble in his previous life, so how could he be kidnapped in this life?

"Is this finger real?" Ye Qingqing still suspected that someone was playing a prank.