Inside the Junlan Club, the conversation was nearing its end.
"The last question is, why does Dai Dai's maternal grandfather's family have no contact with her at all? She is, after all, their granddaughter."
Zhao Sheng seemed to recall something, "Her family is very old-fashioned, they are very traditional and follow rules and etiquette. When Jia Ying became pregnant out of wedlock, she was already criticized for disgracing the family. So the relationship was severed at that time."
No wonder.
Huo Yunchao stood up. It was past midnight; Christmas was approaching. "President Zhao, I will relay what you said today to Dai Dai. I will not interfere with whatever choice Dai Dai makes. I don't know if she will hate you even more. I will let her have her way."
“Yunchao,” Zhao Sheng said with relief, “I can tell you love her very much. I thank you on Jiaying’s behalf.”
"Ring ring ring," the iPhone's signature ringtone sounded.
It turned out to be Zhao Jiequn.
Huo Yunchao frowned and pressed the answer button.
"Huo Yunchao, listen to me. Dai Dai was injured by a drag queen at Lantern. She was with Rong Xiao and was kidnapped. The car that hijacked her was black, with the license plate ending in 4123. I couldn't catch up with it." His voice was filled with endless frustration and pain.
Lanterns, drag queens, injuries, kidnapping?
Huo Yunchao's eyes turned bloodshot in an instant, fixed on Zhao Sheng's face like a knife.
They were fine when they parted tonight, so why did Dai Dai have an accident after Zhao Sheng contacted him?
Dai Dai!
Zhao Sheng recognized his son's voice. He pointed the phone at Huo Yunchao and shouted, "Did you call the police?"
"Dad? Not yet, I contacted you immediately."
What Zhao Jiequn didn't say was that this was clearly premeditated. If the other party was targeting him or Dai Dai, they would inevitably make demands. He was afraid that calling the police would alert them.
With red eyes, Huo Yunchao strode out of the private room and ran into a club staff member. He didn't care about anything else and grabbed the waiter by the collar, "Find me a computer with internet access."
*
"Go to the nearest hospital! Peking Union Medical College Hospital? Or Chaoyang Hospital?" Rong Xiao helped Xue Qiandai into a car in a hurry, but there was another person in the back seat. He held a knife to Xue Qiandai's ribs. At this moment, Dai Dai was very weak, and her abdomen was still bleeding. She could see the man's face clearly.
Fate brought them together, Ding Yong.
These were the first tenants to share an apartment with Xue Qiandai and Jian Yan.
"Don't make a sound, or I'll cripple you."
The car refused to take Zhao Jiequn and disappeared into the rushing traffic of Sanlitun.
In fact, the car did not head out of the city, but instead went into the inner city, within the second ring road.
In a quiet alley, they abandoned the car with the license plate ending in 4123 and got into an ordinary-looking minivan.
Two more people were added to the vehicle, presumably to assist in the transport. The vehicle started up again.
"Who sent you?" Rong Xiao asked hastily as the man's knife left Xue Qiandai. "Do you know who I am? If you release me, I promise..."
Before he could finish speaking, Ding Yong delivered a chop to his neck, and Rong Xiao fainted.
"It's so noisy!" Ding Yong used black tape to seal his mouth, then tied his hands with plastic fiber rope and blindfolded him with a strip of cloth.
Another person was doing the same thing to Xue Qiandai. She wasn't seriously injured, but the wound hadn't been properly treated, causing her to bleed profusely and feel almost numb with pain. Xue Qiandai gritted her teeth to remain rational. "You... take people's money and do their jobs. If I live well, I can earn even more money. You know, my boyfriend is very rich."
Ding Yong sneered, grabbing her chin with a wicked smile in his eyes, "Miss Xue, you've caused me so much suffering! Did you ever imagine this day would come?"
He raised his other hand, about to strike Xue Qiandai's cheek.
Xue Qiandai fiercely broke free from him, clutching her chest and gasping for breath. "I have congenital...congenital cardiomyopathy, I'm...not going to live. If I die, you'll get nothing...nothing!"
Sure enough, Ding Yong's companion stopped him. He was wearing a bodysuit and heavy makeup; he was a drag queen.
The people who hired them naturally said they wanted to capture her alive. Little did they expect that this wealthy young lady, whom everyone envied, would save the nation's wife from the galaxy, who turned out to be a sickly woman.
The drag queen was also somewhat taken aback and showed signs of panic, as he had clearly been very careful in his actions. She couldn't keep him quiet anymore; she was afraid of accidentally killing him, which would be a greater loss than gain.
"You, take care of her," the drag queen said, pointing at her subordinate.
Ding Yong was unwilling, but he had no choice.
Xue Qiandai half-closed her eyes, leaning against Rong Xiao, not for any other reason than to keep warm. She had rushed out and left her down jacket at the club; her face was pale, and she was shivering. "I'm cold, coat."
"Damn it, you think you're some kind of ancestor?" Ding Yong paused in treating his wound, cursing under his breath.
"I'm dying!" Xue Qiandai cursed herself mercilessly, repeating it three times over.
The drag queen then instructed, "Cover her up and turn the car's air conditioning up to the maximum."
Finally, they only loosely bound Xue Qiandai's hands, leaving her eyes unblinded and her mouth unsealed. Xue Qiandai closed her eyes to rest and think about what to do next.
About fifty minutes later, the car entered a construction site. The winter night, the dense cluster of buildings, was eerily empty. This was a site of unfinished construction projects.
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