I gasped.
Now, what should Fu Yanshen do?
After leaving the Sheng family's old house, I walked aimlessly through the alleyways in the cold wind, feeling utterly helpless and unsure of who to ask for help.
I subconsciously dialed Ouyang's number, and when I heard her voice, my nose tingled with emotion.
"Qiaoqiao, what's wrong? What happened?" Hearing her concerned tone, my heart warmed a lot.
“Ouyang, Fu Yanshen has been arrested. Someone is deliberately targeting him. Do you know anyone in the capital who can help him?” I asked helplessly, leaning against the wall and looking up at the gray sky.
Hearing Sheng Qiaoqiao's helpless voice on the other end of the phone, Ouyang felt a pang of heartache. This girl had always been quite strong-willed and rarely showed any vulnerability or helplessness.
She truly couldn't bear it anymore.
The more Ouyang thought about it, the more heartbroken she became. Even though she had secretly done a DNA test to confirm that she was not her deceased daughter, she still felt like she was her own family.
The face of her ex-husband, Ye Qizheng, involuntarily popped into her mind.
He should be able to help Qiaoqiao, but—she and he are already strangers.
"Qiaoqiao, I'll contact your Aunt Yao and see if she has any connections," Ouyang said, changing the subject.
The "Aunt Yao" she mentioned is Xu Xun's mother and best friend, Yao Tiao.
Yao Tiao will definitely ask Ye Qizheng to help Qiao Qiao.
Listening to Ouyang's words, I felt a little more at ease, but I knew that the Xu family was just a family of highly educated people, not as powerful as the Sheng family in the capital. How could Aunt Yao help me?
After hanging up the phone, I wiped away my tears and went to find my car.
As soon as I got on the bus, someone suddenly appeared from the back seat, covered my mouth, and in an instant, my eyes were also covered, and my hands and feet were tied up, leaving me unable to move.
I couldn't make a sound, I couldn't see, I could only feel the car moving.
...
The black cloth strip was removed, and my eyes couldn't adjust to the light for a moment, so I could only squint. I could hear the sound of a jinghu playing "Three Variations on Plum Blossom".
The melody is melodious and graceful.
Gradually, the scene before my eyes became clearer and clearer.
An old man sat in a simple chair, and a young man beside him took the jinghu from his hands.
I know this man.
The "Brother Xiao" that Fu Yanshen mentioned was someone who would always appear whenever Fu Yanshen encountered trouble.
Could it be that the old man with black hair and glasses in front of him is the big shot Fu Yanshen was talking about, Ye An'an's grandfather?
He sat calmly and composed, exuding a powerful aura of authority without needing to be angry.
The old man took a sip of tea, put down his cup, and looked at me. "Girl, do you want me to let that brat Fu Yanshen go?"
Upon hearing this, I was taken aback.
He realized in an instant that it was he who wanted Fu Yanshen to go in!
"Sir, why did you treat him like this?" I asked him in return, neither humble nor arrogant.
The old man walked to the side and fed the canary he kept in the cage, saying, "Because I want you to die."
His words struck me like a hammer blow, and I was jolted awake.
The old man turned around, his sharp eyes scrutinizing me carefully, looking thoughtful. "I don't want you to really die. You cooperate with me, change your identity and background and continue living, on the condition that you don't recognize anyone from your current life."
"Only in this way can I guarantee that Fu Yanshen will be safe and sound. Otherwise, the things he did in the past are enough to warrant a bullet!"
Is he asking me to fake my death?
"Why do you want me to do this?" I asked angrily.
What Sheng Qiaoqiao didn't know was that she had been "killed" in this way when she was a child, and the old man in front of her was her biological grandfather.
"Girl, this is none of your business," the old man said solemnly.
He's using his absolute power to suppress me, using Fu Yanshen to manipulate and threaten me.
"What makes you think I would give up everything I have for Fu Yanshen? He's just my ex-husband. I'm not that stupid." I clenched my fists, trying to outmaneuver him.
"Besides, as far as I know, he donated his heart to you, so he's a benefactor of the Ye family. Is this how the Ye family treats their benefactor?"
"Leng Xiao, tell her about that kid." After saying this, the elder sat down and drank his tea.
The man, dressed in all black and standing silently to the side, looked at me and spoke:
“Miss Sheng, when Fu Yanshen was young, he saved Old Master Ye’s life. Old Master Ye gave him resources, and he helped Old Master Ye make money. Over time, Old Master Ye repaid his kindness.”
"Later, for your sake, he asked Mr. Ye for help time and time again."
"The first time, he kicked and injured the eldest grandson of the Shen family in a moment of impulse for your sake; the second time, in northern Myanmar, he offended the military there to save you; the third time..."
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