Chapter 365: The location should be determined
Gu Nianwen's villa is hidden in the dense forest on the hillside outside the city. Ivy climbs all over the bluestone exterior walls, like a natural barrier.
Han Lingcui held Shen Qianxun and sat on the carpet in the guest room, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the top of his soft head.
The child hadn't cried since he was brought in. He just looked around with his bright black eyes, his eyelashes still stained with dust from the road.
"Auntie Han, the uncle with the gold-rimmed glasses was just on the phone in the study."
Shen Qianxun suddenly spoke, his voice very low, his small hands clutching the corner of her clothes, “He said, ‘What Miss Xi wants can be delivered tonight.’”
Han Lingcui's heart sank. Xi Muxuan.
This name is like a thin needle, piercing into the depths of my memory unexpectedly.
"What else did he say?" She tried to make her voice sound steady, but her fingertips quietly pinched into her palms.
The windows of the guest room were welded shut, and the curtains were so thick that not a single light could penetrate. Only the electronic clock on the wall was ticking quietly, the red numbers like some kind of countdown.
Shen Qianxun frowned and thought for a while: “He mentioned the ‘laboratory’ and going abroad…”
There was a slight sound from the door lock, and Han Lingcui immediately protected Shen Qianxun behind him.
Gu Nianwen pushed the door open and came in, with the cuffs of his white shirt rolled up to his forearms, revealing the valuable Patek Philippe on his wrist.
He held two glasses of milk in his hands, and his gaze from behind his gold-rimmed glasses swept over the two of them without any warmth: "Drink something."
The milk cup was placed on the coffee table, making a slight sound.
Han Lingcui noticed that his left index finger was wrapped in gauze, as if it had been scratched by something.
"Mr. Gu," Han Lingcui raised his head, his voice trembling with a deliberate effort.
"What do you want? Xi Muxuan wants to deal with Chen Hanxing. It's useless to capture us."
Gu Nianwen pulled the corner of his mouth, which was considered a smile: "Whether it is useful or not is not up to you to decide."
His gaze fell on Shen Qianxun's face. The child was staring at him with wide eyes. There was no fear in his eyes, but instead a kind of scrutiny that was inconsistent with his age.
Gu Nianwen suddenly found it interesting, bent down and pinched Shen Qianxun’s chin, “Is your mother Shen Hanxing? Sure enough, she is just like her, with hard bones.”
"Let me go!"
Shen Qianxun suddenly waved his hand away, his little face full of stubbornness, “My Uncle Qi will come to save us!”
Gu Nianwen stood up straight, slowly took out a handkerchief and wiped his fingers, as if he had touched something dirty: "Qi Moxun? He can't take care of himself."
He glanced at Han Lingcui and said, "Xuanyuan Pavilion treats you as a treasure. It's a pity that he is probably busy dealing with the mess left by Fu Jingheng."
Han Lingcui's heart seemed to be gripped by something.
She knew that Gu Nianwen was telling the truth.
Although Xuanyuan Pavilion is powerful, Fu Jingheng's plan is too complicated, and with Gu Nianwen fanning the flames behind the scenes, it may be difficult for them to find this place in a short time.
"Why are you helping Xi Muxuan?"
She stared into Gu Nianwen's eyes, trying to find a flaw in the indifference behind the lenses.
"She likes Qi Moxun. What you are doing is just making wedding dresses for others."
Gu Nianwen paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, his laughter carrying a certain paranoid madness.
"Doing things for her is my intention."
He walked to the window and ran his fingers across the cold glass, "You don't understand, some feelings are not about possession, but about fulfillment.
She wants Qi Moxun to be ruined and Shen Hanxing to disappear, so I will help her do it."
"But what you're doing is illegal!" Han Lingcui couldn't help but raise his voice. "Kidnapping is a serious crime, aren't you afraid..."
"Afraid?" Gu Nian asked, turning around. The light from the ceiling lamp reflected from his glasses, making it difficult to read the emotion in his eyes. "From the moment I decided to help her, I haven't been afraid."
He suddenly took a step closer, his breath carrying a faint scent of cedar perfume, somewhat similar to the scent on Xuanyuan Ge, but less calm and more sinister. "Besides, I don't intend to let you get out alive."
Shen Qianxun suddenly shrank into Han Lingcui's arms, her small hands tightly grasping the hem of her skirt.
Han Lingcui could feel the child trembling, and she hugged him back tightly, her nails almost digging into her arms.
You must find a way to save yourself.
Gu Nianwen seemed satisfied with her fear and turned to leave.
When he reached the door, he suddenly remembered something and turned back to add: "By the way, I forgot to tell you that Miss Xi is coming over tonight. She wants to see with her own eyes how the two people Shen Hanxing cares about most beg her."
The door was locked again, and the heavy sound of the lock was like knocking on my heart.
Han Lingcui slumped on the carpet holding Shen Qianxun, his back against the cold wall, only to find that his whole body was shaking.
"Aunt Han, I'm not afraid."
Shen Qianxun raised her head and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her little hands, “My mother is very powerful, she will definitely find us.”
Han Lingcui sniffed and forced herself to smile: "Well, Xunxun is right."
But only she knew how unconvincing her words were. Xi Muxuan's arrival meant they were running out of time.
She looked around and her eyes fell on the vent in the corner.
The grille is iron, but seems a little loose around the edges.
Maybe……
Meanwhile, in Xuanyuan Pavilion's garden, a gentle night rain was falling. Qi Moxun, holding a black umbrella, watched as the rain soaked Xuanyuan Pavilion's expensive handmade leather shoes. He seemed oblivious. The cigarette on his fingertips burned to the end, and only then did he snap back to reality after it burned his fingers.
"What are you going to do?" Qi Moxun broke the silence.
Xuanyuan Ge put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the stone table, and the sound was a little blurred by the sound of rain.
"The heir to the Gu Group appears to be an idle artist, but in reality, he controls half of the underground banks in Southeast Asia."
After a pause, Qi Moxun closed his eyes and spoke slowly.
"More importantly, he has the authorization letter from the old man of the Xi family, which allows him to mobilize all of Xi's resources in Europe."
"Why would Mr. Xi trust him?"
Qi Moxun's brows suddenly furrowed. "Because he saved Xi Muxuan's life."
His voice grew colder. "Three years ago, Xi Muxuan was attacked abroad. Gu Nianwen blocked the bullet for her. The bullet lodged in her spine, and it still hurts on rainy days."
The sound of rain seemed to be louder, hitting the umbrella with a dull sound.
Qi Moxun thought of the man who always followed Xi Muxuan. He was gentle and polite, but his eyes always carried a subtle paranoia.
It turns out that behind that obedience lies such a heavy price.
Xuanyuan Pavilion: "Gu Nianwen's anti-reconnaissance capabilities are very strong. We have checked all possible bases and found no clues."
He looked up at Qi Moxun with a complicated expression in his eyes. "But I received news that he picked up a batch of anesthetics from a private hospital on the outskirts of the city last night. The dosage was large, enough to knock down several grown men."
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