Mr. and Mrs. Xiang sat in the living room, one looking extremely distressed, the other silently shedding tears.
They investigated the hospital where the baby was born, the family's nanny and driver, their competitors, and even the mistresses outside the marriage, but still couldn't find any clues about their biological son.
Adding to the woes, Xiang Hongyun's viral video of the three of them being ridiculed both openly and subtly, caused several big deals to fall through, further exacerbating their already dire situation.
It's all that bastard's fault!
Xiang's mother wiped away her tears: "Husband, could it be that our biological son is already..."
Mr. Xiang wearily pinched the bridge of his nose: "We still haven't found out the information of the person who sent me the paternity test results. He must know where my son is. I'll think of another way and I'll definitely find him."
The phone rang suddenly, and Mr. Xiang answered, "Who is this?"
A young man's voice came from the other end of the receiver: "You must be going crazy looking for your own son, Mr. Xiang."
Mr. Xiang stood up abruptly: "Who are you? Do you know where my son is?"
Xiang's mother's eyes widened, and she rushed over to turn on speakerphone.
"Who I am is not important. What is important is that your fake son, Xiang Hongyun, is in my hands. I want 300 million, or you can just wait to collect his corpse."
Mr. Xiang sneered, "Are you kidnappers? Since you know Xiang Hongyun isn't my biological son, what makes you think I'd pay so much to ransom him?"
With her mouth gagged, Xiang Hongyun struggled frantically, making whimpering noises.
Mom and Dad, please, please save me, I don't want to die.
Fu Gui said, "Alright, what if I told you I know the whereabouts of your own son and asked you to exchange him for five hundred million?"
Xiang's father said, "How do I know if what you're saying is true or false?"
Xiang's mother's phone lit up instantly. The two looked at the photos in the anonymous message. Xiang's mother immediately covered her mouth, and Xiang's father's eyes widened.
It's so similar, so incredibly similar.
It was a young man whose features combined all of Xiang's father and mother's characteristics; anyone who saw him could tell at a glance that he was their biological son.
Before Mr. Xiang could speak, Mrs. Xiang cried out, "I'm willing! I'm willing to pay 500 million yuan as long as my child can be found!"
Mr. Xiang thought to himself that although he had many women outside, he did not have a single illegitimate child. He needed to find an heir for his vast fortune.
"Okay, we're willing to pay 500 million, as long as you tell me where my son is?"
Fu Gui glanced at Xiang Hongyun, whose face was filled with despair: "What about Xiang Hongyun?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end, then someone said, "He has nothing to do with us anymore, you... do as you please."
Xiang Hongyun struggled frantically, and Qi An smiled as he peeled off the tape. He cried out, "Mom and Dad, save me..."
Qi An sealed it up again.
Xiang's mother felt a little reluctant, after all, she had raised him for so many years, and they didn't really want Xiang Hongyun to die.
I just thought that kidnappers usually only want money and wouldn't kill the hostage unless absolutely necessary.
Since Xiang Hongyun is no longer valuable, he has lost his value to the kidnappers and will most likely be released.
Xiang's mother said, "We will send money when we receive the message. He is no longer of use to you. Why don't you just let him go?"
Fu Gui raised an eyebrow: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Xiang's father and mother: "..."
They needed his help and dared not offend him. What if he angered them and kidnapped their own son?
Or should we secretly call the police? Whether he lives or dies is entirely up to fate.
As if knowing what they were thinking, Fu Gui said in a sinister tone, "If you dare to call the police, I can't guarantee I won't do something to your own son."
"We won't, we won't, please don't hurt him."
"Alright, transfer the money, and I'll send you the address right away."
Fu Gui hung up the phone after he finished speaking.
The money arrived quickly, and Fugui happily waved his phone at Qi An: "Sister An'an, the money has arrived, five hundred million, haha."
Qi An glanced at Xiang Hongyun, who looked utterly despondent, and said, "Send the address."
"Okay."
When Mr. and Mrs. Xiang saw the foreign address on their phones, which spanned half the globe, they quickly instructed their staff to prepare; they wanted to go find their son in person.
Xiang's father also had a backup plan, secretly hiring experts to track and locate the money's whereabouts, but Fugui had a hacker's golden touch, so no expert could help him.
The tape over their mouths was removed.
Qi An said, "Young Master Xiang, are you finally giving up?"
Xiang Hongyun cried until he was breathless. His parents were unwilling to pay 300 million to redeem him, but they were willing to pay 500 million to buy a piece of news.
Even for the sake of his own son's whereabouts, he dared not call the police to save his life.
No, regardless of whether he is a real young master or not, the most important thing is to stay alive.
"Tang Miao, please, please let me go. It's Ren Yanyan who has wronged you. I have no grudge against you."
Ren Yanyan looked at the man who had said he would love her for a lifetime, yet at the critical moment of life and death, he treated her like trash: "Xiang Hongyun, you are not human."
Fu Gui whistled: "Oh ho, I love watching lovers turn against each other and tear each other apart, hurry up and tear them apart."
Xiang Hongyun, thinking of the embarrassment he had suffered because of Ren Yanyan, the hardships he had endured, and the chopped kidneys he had been given, roared with a ferocious expression:
"Ren Yanyan, you're a fucking slut. That thug got tired of you and ran away, so you came to me to take over, right? What do you take me for, you whore?"
Fu Gui: "Oh, the water in your brain has finally come out."
Ren Yanyan retorted, "Do you think I treat you like a dog? So what if I've slept with thugs? You still fawn over me like a lapdog, insisting on marrying no one but me. You're even more despicable than me."
Qi An stroked his chin and commented, "Hmm, you're right."
Xiang Hongyun continued to yell: "You are indeed the offspring of a mistress, just as vicious as your slutty mother. You two set me up, didn't you? I feel disgusted just thinking about sleeping with you two."
Fu Gui: "That's nonsense. You were clearly enjoying it."
Ren Yanyan laughed wildly: "That's right, I'm the child of a mistress, but that's still better than you, a bastard whose parents don't even know who yours is."
Xiang Hongyun, his sore spot touched, roared helplessly, "Aaaaah, you bitch..."
Qi An: "...That hits right on the bullseye."
Xiang Hongyun ignored Ren Yanyan and pleaded, "Miss Tang, please let me go. I won't say anything, I swear."
Qi An said disdainfully, "An old man once said that a man's oath is like a dog barking, and you can't believe it. You even swore to Ren Yanyan that you would love her for a lifetime."
Xiang Hongyun: "..."
Ren Yanyan added insult to injury: "Exactly! You swore you'd never abandon me, did you keep your promise?"
If she can't survive, then Xiang Hongyun shouldn't expect to survive either.
Fu Gui's focus shifted: "Sister An'an, which old man said that?"
Qi An said, "He's that little old man who leaves sadness to the readers and happiness to himself, and he's best at killing off characters."
"Oh, I remember now, that old man who wrote 'Living,' in the end only had one person survive, named Fugui. Hehe, my name Fugui is just so good."
Xiang Hongyun was sweating profusely. Finally, he made a desperate decision and roared, "As long as you let me go, I'll kill Ren Yanyan for you. I'll become a murderer, then you can rest assured, right?"
Qi An and Fu Gui: "..."
Real torture!
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