Chapter 38 Two Billion

"Who are you?"

Ruan Yi knew, of course, that the other party wouldn't say it outright, but even fools in TV dramas ask, so she decided to ask too.

"I'm someone who can help you, don't ask so many questions."

"Come here." The message included a location: a desolate, uninhabited factory.

Looking at the anonymous reply, Ruan Yi wanted to laugh. This person really thought she was a fool.

The other party's 'ulterior motives' were practically written in large letters in the message.

Ruan Yi was certain that the person opposite her was not very intelligent.

"Okay, okay, I'll be there on time."

But the other party hasn't even said what time it is yet.

Ruan Yi scoffed and blocked the other party, completely disregarding the anonymous text message.

In the messy rented room, the man stared at the unresponsive chat box on the screen, veins bulging down his neck.

He suddenly raised his hand as if to smash the phone onto the concrete ground, but then withdrew it with a distorted expression, his flushed face looking particularly terrifying.

He knew he was no longer the extravagant young master he once was.

Ruan Yi was still swinging her legs on the bed replying to Lin Han's message.

Instead of wasting time acting with these idiot kidnappers, you should be thinking about how to deal with Shen Xun.

Ruan Yi's years of experience reading novels told her that sending such text messages would never end well; it would either lead to kidnapping or framing.

She wouldn't fall for such a trick.

Only protagonists whose intelligence is forcibly lowered in a storyline would fall for this; she's incredibly smart, only an idiot would—

Ruan Yi has been kidnapped.

Just as she went out to find Lin Han to discuss countermeasures, she saw an ice cream truck.

Deluxe ice cream with double scoops of chocolate and matcha.

She was so tempted that she was pulled into the food cart as soon as she got close to the ice cream truck—it was incredibly fast and ruthless.

Can you blame her? Who knew that such an ancient kidnapping method still existed in the 21st century!

Who would have thought that anonymous information wouldn't work?

Kidnapping Ruan Yi only requires the simplest method, like kidnapping a child.

Ruan Yi twisted her body, which was bound like a rice dumpling with hemp rope, her wrists bearing two red marks, and even her breathing felt oppressive.

"Waaah!" Ruan Yi tried to cry for help, but only received sneers from the kidnappers' henchmen.

"Ha, save your energy, beautiful lady, no one will listen even if you shout yourself hoarse—"

"Pah!" Before she could finish speaking, Ruan Yi suddenly tilted her head back and spat forcefully, throwing the smelly rag at the man's face.

A small piece of cloth can't shut people up; you've been watching too many TV dramas.

"Help!!!" The girl's piercing scream shook the abandoned factory, sending dust flying everywhere.

The kidnapper stared in disbelief as the young lady, bound in a bow, began to sing a folk song in a voice loud enough to lift the roof off.

"Catch the pervert! Someone's forcing me to do SM!"

"Shut up!" The kidnapper rushed over in a flurry, but before his fingers could even touch Ruan Yi's chin, the warehouse's iron door suddenly emitted a screeching sound.

Ruan Yi's scream caught in her throat. She wanted to see who the kidnapper was, but the man was completely covered up, with a pure black hood tightly covering his face.

The kidnapper's henchman stood frozen in place, his voice trembling with panic.

"Big brother...she's too noisy..."

"Useless." The man kicked the chair away without hesitation.

Ruan Yi fell heavily onto the concrete floor, her lower back aching from the impact.

Before she could react, the man's leather shoes had already crushed her slender wrist, and the hemp rope was crushed into the girl's soft skin. The excruciating pain made her dare not make any further movements.

"Miss Ruan, aren't you very capable?"

The man leaned down, his breath reeking of cigarette smoke and alcohol in her face.

"Why is he half-dead now?"

The man suddenly grabbed her hair and pulled her back violently. Ruan Yi was forced to look up and meet his eyes, which were filled with venomous hatred.

Ruan Yi was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face.

How could anyone hate her so much? Even if she's portrayed as a villainous supporting character, she never actually hurt anyone. Why would this happen...?

The only person she ever harmed was Fu Wang, and this person clearly had no connection to Fu Wang whatsoever.

"Who...who are you?" Ruan Yi didn't want to be a fool, but this time she really wanted to know the answer to that question.

The man reached into Ruan Yi's pocket, took her phone, and pointed the screen at the girl's pale face as the unlocking sound rang out.

Ruan Yi instinctively tried to stop them, but the kidnapper shoved her face into the rough cement ground, the pebbles hurting her cheek.

Waaaaah, it hurts so much... What if she gets killed?

She hasn't deleted her browsing history yet; she should leave a clean record.

Ruan was already somewhat delirious, trying to find joy in his suffering, after all, this was the second time he was about to die.

"Xiaoyi, what's wrong?" came her mother's gentle voice through the receiver.

"Ruan Ying, look who this is?" The man was clearly lowering his voice to conceal his true tone, and he turned his phone on speakerphone.

The sound of shattering porcelain came from the phone. "What do you think you're doing! Don't hurt my daughter!"

This was the first time Ruan Yi had heard her mother's voice, and she nearly collapsed.

"I don't want much, just two billion. Deliver it to the abandoned dock at 10 p.m. tomorrow."

Ruan Yi stared in shock.

Two billion in cash! Not much? Does this brain-dead kidnapper even know how many boxes that amount of money could fill?

She's not worth that much money!

"I'll give it to you! As long as you don't hurt my daughter!"

The mother's voice was almost without hesitation.

The man seemed surprised that his mother would agree so easily. Although the threat had succeeded, his face under the hood became even more ferocious and distorted.

He hung up the phone and kicked Ruan Yi in the shin. "That bitch Ruan Ying, she just casually agreed to give you two billion to save you?"

Ruan Yi was in so much pain that tears kept falling down her face.

Damn it, she had to kill this beast; she was in so much pain she was about to die.

The girl, who had never been treated like this before, could not bear the pain; she was already in so much pain that she was losing consciousness.

She will never eat ice cream again... never again.

A deafening roar shattered the silence inside the factory.

A Lamborghini Urus crashed through the factory gate as if out of control, sending metal shavings flying in sharp arcs through the air.

Ruan Yi felt a little sorry for such a nice car.

The driver's side door was flung open, and the man got out of the car at lightning speed, his bloodshot eyes filled with nothing but murderous intent.

The kidnapper seemed a little stiff with fright, but he recognized the person who got out of the car.

"Chen Xun, are you all alone?" The man laughed as he stepped on the stool that Ruan Yi was tied to.

Believe it or not, I'll do it right now—

Before he could finish speaking, a gust of wind swept in, and the man's fist slammed heavily into his face with a whooshing sound. The enormous impact sent him flying, crashing into the metal frame behind him and causing it to collapse with a deafening roar.

The kidnapper lay sprawled amidst the wreckage, his chin tilted at an eerie angle, blood gushing from his nose and mouth, soaking his hood.

Before he could even scream, Chen Xun had already stepped forward, his knee slamming into his chest, his well-defined knuckles gripping the other man's neck.

"Hey, do something about me! Someone's trying to take me away!"

Ruan Yi screamed in despair, just as several of her underlings were secretly dragging her away.

Shen Xun hurriedly turned his head, his pupils shrinking to pinpoints as thin as ice blades.

"Damn it!" The consequences of being blinded by anger.

My house was almost robbed.