"Get out! Who wants to share a bed in life and a grave in death with you? That's my wife's place. You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth."
Fei Mo kicked Heng Yan while laughing and cursing.
"That's right, that's right, you jinx! We won't die, we'll definitely rescue our sister-in-law safely, GOGOGO!"
Xue Xuran cheerfully pushed the secretary-general out, giving Fei Mo no right to refuse.
Two idiots.
Fei Mo smiled gently, her eyes crinkling, deeply moved.
"You have a bunch of good brothers, they're very loyal."
Jing Zhe chuckled.
"Yes, they are very good. They're gone. I will bring her back safely."
Fei Mo got up to say goodbye to him and embarked on her journey to find Jing Li.
Communication with Country D was not restored until 10 p.m. China time. At that time, it was already 5 a.m. in Country D.
More than twelve hours have passed since Jing Li and her group went missing.
"Finally connected, brother. Your daughter happens to be in Country D as well. I currently don't know whether she's in the hands of the Allied forces or the rebels. You need to verify this as soon as possible. I have the information..."
With great difficulty, Jing Zhe finally got through to Jing Yang on the phone.
daughter?
Jing Yang frowned.
"Cui Xueling has come to Country D?"
Surprisingly, he wasn't worried when he heard the news that his daughter had been kidnapped.
Perhaps decades of mercenary life had worn away his personal feelings, turning him into a cold-blooded killing machine.
For him, the only person he cared about was his younger brother, Jing Zhe; his parents were not even worth his attention.
Even when he saw the photo of his daughter, with whom he shared a deep blood bond, he showed no emotion.
“It’s not Cui Xueling. We’ve been deceived by the Cui family. That’s a fake. Your real daughter’s name is Jing Li. We’ll discuss this in more detail later. I’ll send you her information now. Fei Mo has already gone to Country D and will meet up with you after he arrives!”
It's too complicated to explain in just a few words over the phone, so Jing Zhe could only pick out the important points.
As for why Jing Li wasn't taken away by the Cui family, and what kind of life she's been living these past few years, he has no idea. He can only wait until he sees Jing Li to talk about it.
"Hmm, um."
The taciturn Jing Yang obediently hung up the phone and waited for his younger brother to send him a fax.
He was also a little confused about the fact that Cui Xueling was not his daughter, and he also had a slight expectation for his so-called real daughter.
It turns out that it wasn't that he was too cold-blooded, but that the woman named Cui Xueling wasn't his daughter at all.
So, what will my real daughter be like? Will seeing her evoke that long-lost feeling of excitement...?
Soon, Jing Yang received Jing Li's personal information.
Staring blankly at the small face in the photo that resembled his wife by eight parts, his mind went completely blank.
Thump, thump, thump...
My heart, which had been silent for too long, began to beat violently, faster and faster.
So this is... his daughter with Enqing...?
Unbeknownst to him, tears blurred Jing Yang's vision.
Hot tears fell onto Jing Li's photo. He seemed to wake from a dream, his hands trembling as he wiped the tears from the photo. He stood up with a solemn expression, took the documents, and went out to search for his adopted son, Nian En.
Because of the civil war in Country D, the mercenary group was also bustling with activity.
The more chaotic things get, the more money they make. Wealthy people hire them to protect themselves and their families, and other political parties also want a piece of the pie, so they all come to them for talks.
Even though it was already ten o'clock, the mercenaries did not go to sleep early, but were busy with their assigned tasks.
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