Chapter 65 The final solution: telling Xie Peizhou the truth
Wen Ci came out of the bedroom with her bag on her back and saw Xie Peizhou appear in the living room. The lock core of the security door fell to the tiles with a clang.
Her face turned pale, "Uncle, you pried open my door?!"
Xie Peizhou's expression was sullen. He looked at her pale face, stepped closer to her, and asked, "Where are you going? Didn't you say you weren't feeling well? You don't look like you're going to the hospital."
Wen Ci clenched the small bag on her back tightly in her palm and didn't have time to argue with him. "Don't worry about my business."
Xie Peizhou firmly grasped her wrist and pulled her back to him. His dark eyes approached her face coldly and he said in a displeased voice, "Wen Ci, if I don't care about you now, who else can care about you?!"
"What on earth happened? Why are you hiding it from me? How can I help you solve it if you don't tell me?"
As soon as the man finished speaking, Wen Ci struggled to break free from his restraints like a madman, "Enough, I said I don't need your help! Xie Peizhou, I beg you to leave me alone, okay? I'm an adult now, I can handle my own affairs. You don't have to bear the burden of my parents' will and treat me like my uncle. I don't need it!"
"...The more you act like this, the more miserable I become. My life is more tormenting than hell!"
Wen Ci's eyes were bloodshot, her heart ached, and she quickly left him.
The man I have loved for many years takes care of me in every aspect, but I cannot get close to him, cannot own him, and I have to watch him get married, have children, and have a happy family in the future.
Xie Peizhou would never understand how much harm this torture has done to her!
The woman rushed out.
Xie Peizhou stood there in a daze, while Wen Ci's roar kept repeating in his ears over and over again.
He was so good to her that she felt like she was in purgatory.
The man's body stiffened, his broad hands clenched into fists, and after a second's pause, he turned around and chased after him!
But just as Wen Ci entered the elevator, another elevator was slowly descending.
Xie Peizhou waited anxiously.
When he came down, Wen Ci had disappeared.
I called her again on my cell phone, but she had blocked my number.
Xie Peizhou felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if ants were gnawing at him.
I regret it.
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Half an hour later, at the bank counter.
With the help of the bank staff, Wen Ci took out the inheritance that Xie Yiyi had given her in proportion, a total of 30 million.
Bank clerk: "Ms. Wen, are you sure you want to spend all the money?"
Wen Ci's lips turned pale and she whispered, "Yes."
A few minutes later, 30 million was transferred from the inheritance account to her own active account.
Wen Ci looked at the reminder message on her phone, her heart aching and bitter. "Thank you, Grandpa. I originally wanted to leave this money to your granddaughter as a guarantee, but Nian Nian was kidnapped, and I want to use this money to save her. I hope that you can bless Nian Nian and keep her safe."
But even with Xie Yiyi's 30 million, Wen Ci was still an astronomical figure short of the 300 million the kidnappers wanted.
But when she saw her daughter's happy and innocent smile on the lock screen of her phone, Wen Ci's desperate eyes were filled with motivation again.
Baby, no matter what the cost, mommy will make sure you are safe.
In the past two days, Wen Ci borrowed money from all the relatives and friends who could lend her money.
She even spoke up about Lu Bingchen.
Mind Harbor Clinic.
Lu Bingchen poured her a cup of scented tea, his tone gentle and persuasive: "Xiaoci, can you tell Uncle Lu why you suddenly need so much money? Is there something wrong?"
Wen Ci picked up the warm teacup, and the warm fragrance of chrysanthemums spread across her dry throat. She whispered, "Uncle Lu, I'm sorry, I can't say it."
"But don't worry, I will definitely pay you back. I will work hard in the future and will definitely return the money to you with interest. I can sign a document!"
Wen Ci said as she took out paper, pen and inkstone from her bag with quick and skillful movements.
Lu Bingchen saw it all, his eyes darkening slightly. He glanced towards the half-open bathroom and reached out to stop him. "I believe you, but signing a document would be awkward. This is a check for 50 million. It's all the money I have available. The rest is tied up in the stock market and investments. Take it for emergency use. If it's still not enough—"
Lu Bingchen paused, a gentle smile on his face. "Xiaoci, have you looked for Xie Peizhou? As long as you ask, I'm sure he won't say a word of 'no'."
Wen Ci took the check with both hands and carefully put it in her bag. She thanked Lu Bingchen, "Thank you, Uncle Lu. I will always remember your kindness. As for the fact that I asked you to borrow money, please don't tell my uncle. I owe him enough and don't want to owe him anymore, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to pay him back in this lifetime."
Wen Ci stood up and bowed deeply to Lu Bingchen.
"Uncle Lu, Xiaoci has left first. I won't bother you anymore."
After Wen Ci left, the office returned to its cold and quiet state. The half-closed bathroom door was pushed open, and Xie Peizhou walked out with a sullen face.
The man's back was slightly hunched, and his shoulders seemed to be pressed down by a huge rock weighing tens of millions of pounds.
Lu Bingchen glanced at him, took a sip of scented tea, and sighed, "Looking at her pale face, this money must be very important to her. Even when something big happened, she refused to ask you for anything. The hurt you inflicted on her five years ago was deep-rooted..."
Xie Peizhou pursed his lips, clenched his fists, and looked in the direction where Wen Ci left.
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Wen Ci returned to the apartment.
The house is empty and deserted. The two-bedroom, one-living-room apartment that I thought was too small before is now as empty as an 800-square-meter apartment.
Her daughter was kidnapped, Xie Yiyi went to work, and Wen Ci curled up on the sofa, counting the money she had raised in the past two days.
All the scattered amounts add up to 150 million.
It’s still half of the 300 million the kidnappers mentioned.
Wen Ci's phone vibrated as she received a text message from overseas: [Wen Ci, there's only one day left. You'd better hurry up, or your beautiful daughter might die.]
The accompanying picture is a photo of the daughter sleeping, still wearing the kindergarten uniform.
Wen Ci panicked and quickly sent a message: [Don't hurt her, I'm trying hard to raise money! ]
[I will give you the money on time, but if my daughter gets hurt even a little bit, I will never let you go!]
Dozens of messages fell on deaf ears.
Wen Ci's tears fell uncontrollably, but she was still short of 150 million. Where could she find such a large sum of money?
"Zizi——" WeChat vibrated.
It was a high school classmate from whom she asked to borrow money, but the other party said he had no money.
The other party sent a voice message, "Wen Ci, if you really need a large sum of money urgently, I do have a solution. But it's best to consider this solution when you are at the end of your rope."
[“Heaven on Earth” Club/Link]
"I heard that the members of this club are all wealthy people from all over the world, with a net worth of over 100 billion. I once heard that someone made 80 million in one night. If you are really desperate, you might give it a try. But Wen Ci, there is no free lunch in this world. I heard that there is no bottom line there, and money is omnipotent..."
Wen Ci clicks on the link.
There are two options for jumping to a page.
One is "Become a New Member" and the other is "Apply".
Wen Ci clicked on the membership page. To become a member, one needs to verify his capital. Only those with a net worth of more than 10 billion are eligible to apply. To "apply", all he needs is an address and a contact number for Miss Zhang.
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"Heaven on Earth" clubhouse.
Wen Ci followed the waiter inside. Even the corridors were filled with dazzling items, just like a palace. The "paradise on earth" was indeed worthy of its reputation.
A beautiful middle-aged woman smiled elegantly and said, "Chloe, I've already explained the rules. Our members are top wealthy people from all over the world. As long as you are beautiful and have outstanding qualities, you can win the favor of VIPs and make money easily."
"Here, everyone sets their own price, but the reserve price is no less than five million. If the transaction is successful, we'll take 10% of the price, and the rest will be yours. What's your price tonight?"
Wen Ci: "165 million."
The woman was shocked, her eyebrows raised. "Mr. Duo? 165 million? Are you crazy? The VIPs here are all wealthy, but they're not fools. The highest transaction price in our club in one night was only 80 million. Are you trying to double it?"
Wen Ci said firmly: "165 million, not a cent less."
The club takes 10%, and 165 million minus 10% is exactly the money she needs.
The woman reminded him, "If the price is too high, you will be rejected. Don't be too ambitious and have low skills."
Wen Ci still insisted, "165 million."
Time passes by every second.
Until eleven o'clock in the evening, Wen Ci looked at the time on the wall. If she couldn't raise 150 million tonight, her only solution would be to tell Xie Peizhou the truth that Nian Nian was his daughter...
Suddenly, the door opened and the beautiful middle-aged woman came in excitedly. "Chloe, congratulations, you made it! I didn't expect there would be such a big taker! A newly registered VIP tonight took a liking to you and offered you 165 million, not a penny less. Hurry up and get dressed and wait for the VIP!"
A skirt as thin as air was stuffed into Wen Ci's hands, and Wen Ci went into the bathroom stiffly to change into it.
As required by the club, she changed into her skirt and knelt at the door, waiting for the arrival of the VIP.
There was a sound of a lock turning on the heavy and luxurious door, and the door slowly opened.
Wen Ci's back was stiff, and she lowered her head and eyes, only to see a pair of expensive and shiny Italian handmade leather shoes.
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