Chapter 122 "Aunt Jiang" and "Uncle Fu"
For three whole days, there was no word from Jiang Shiyuan.
Police are still searching with all their might, and despite the Xie family's extensive connections, they have not been able to find Mrs. Xie's whereabouts.
It's simply because they investigated in the wrong direction.
They always thought Jiang Shiyuan was still being held captive by the criminals, but little did they know that she had already been rescued and was recuperating in the best ward of the First Affiliated Hospital of Beijing.
Fu Chenzhou had Shen Min alter Jiang Shiyuan's medical records before filing them. Even though Xie Jinghuai found out about the hospital, he never imagined that his wife had been placed there.
In fact, if Xie Jinghuai were to publicly reveal Jiang Shiyuan's identity and widely solicit clues, he would easily find out where his wife was.
However, even after so many days, he still kept it a secret and refused to reveal that Jiang Shiyuan was his wife.
Han Xu stood at the conference room door, looking at the president, whose face was ashen and dark, as he listened to the group's financial report, feeling extremely resentful.
Even now, he still refuses to publicly acknowledge his relationship with his wife?
Could it be that in the CEO's eyes, Lin Zhixin is so inviolable that her worthless reputation is more important than his wife's life?
After the meeting ended and all the senior executives left, Xie Jinghuai remained seated, his large, sweaty hands gripping his phone tightly, his knuckles white.
Three days passed, and his headache was excruciating, tormenting him every minute of every day.
He was completely steeped in the smell of smoke, like a walking nicotine, exuding a chilling, depressed, and bitter taste.
"Mr. Xie, you have to meet with foreign guests this afternoon. Why don't you go to your office and rest for a while? You can't keep up with your health if you don't get enough sleep every day," Han Xu said softly as he walked over.
Xie Jinghuai's tongue tasted bitter from the lack of blood, and he pressed his aching temples with his fingers. "It's been three days. Why haven't the kidnappers called yet?"
"Officer Chen and his team are still doing their best to track down your wife. You must trust the police."
Han Xu could only offer words of comfort, "The kidnappers went to such great lengths to abduct my wife, they won't give up until they get some money. They'll definitely call, and then we'll know where she is."
“Money is not a problem, I’m just afraid…” Xie Jinghuai’s throat tightened, and he didn’t finish his sentence.
Han Xu paused for a moment, then said, "President Xie, I think you should..."
The man had barely opened his mouth when his phone rang; his son, Tongtong, was calling.
Xie Jinghuai exhaled a breath of stale air and continued:
"戈戈."
The cheerful music from the amusement park drifted over, and Tongtong's voice was both childish and excited:
"Dad, Aunt Xinxin is playing with me at the amusement park, it's so much fun! I sent you lots of photos and videos, come take a look!"
Xie Jinghuai's brows furrowed tightly, his expression suddenly darkening.
In the past, Lin Zhixin often took Tongtong out to play. At that time, he took it for granted and even felt that Lin Zhixin could make the child happy and make up for his regret that he could not accompany Tongtong often. He was very pleased and grateful to her.
But right now, with her own sister's life hanging in the balance, how can she possibly be in the mood to play with the children?
"Brother Jinghuai".
Lin Zhixin answered the phone, her voice soft and gentle, making it hard to get angry with her. "Tongtong keeps saying he wants to come to the amusement park, saying you're never home, and his sister isn't around either. He hasn't had anyone to keep him company in a long time..."
The child cried, feeling wronged, and I couldn't bear it, so I brought him out anyway. "Jinghuai-ge...you're not angry with me, are you?"
She cleverly used the child as a shield.
"No, just go back early after you're done playing." Xie Jinghuai suppressed his emotions, his voice as gentle as ever.
"Yes, I will."
"Dad! Could you book our usual fancy restaurant for tonight?"
Tongtong answered the phone again, her face beaming with joy, "Shall we go eat with Aunt Xinxin?"
Xie Jinghuai's handsome face instantly darkened, his voice turning cold, "Tongtong, you haven't seen your mother for so many days, haven't you even given her a call to say hello?"
Tongtong remained silent: "..."
"Don't you care about her at all? She's your mother!" At this moment, Xie Jinghuai, who had been suppressing his emotions for too long, could hardly contain himself.
"But Daddy, Mommy hasn't called me in a long time either."
Tongtong wasn't scared at all; instead, she complained aggrievedly, "When I was sick, did she ever come back to see me? When she was celebrating Fu Yansi's birthday and eating fried chicken, did she ever consider my feelings?"
The man choked up.
"Mommy doesn't care about me anymore, so why should I care about her? She gave birth to me, but she doesn't care about me at all. What right does she have to be my mommy?"
Tongtong got angrier and angrier as she spoke, "If it weren't for Aunt Xinxin keeping me company, I would have developed Yuyu syndrome long ago!"
After ending the call, Xie Jinghuai's temples throbbed even more.
He felt a burning, suffocating anger in his heart, but he couldn't let the children know about Jiang Shiyuan's accident.
Tongtong has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. He may seem indifferent, but he knows perfectly well that no child doesn't love their mother.
He was afraid that Tongtong wouldn't be able to withstand the shock, that her asthma would flare up again, and that it would further damage her health. So, he had to keep it from her for now.
We can keep it a secret for as long as we can.
No sooner had I hung up the phone with my son than my grandmother called.
Xie Jinghuai let out a heavy sigh, loosened his tie, and answered the call as if nothing had happened:
"grandmother."
The old lady smiled and said, "Jinghuai, why don't you and Ayuan bring Tongtong to the old house for dinner tonight?"
Xie Jinghuai's brows furrowed in gloom.
“Your mother has been fasting and practicing Buddhism recently, and I have to eat meat, so I didn’t invite her. But your sister’s family is coming over, and I haven’t seen my two great-grandchildren for a while, so I’d like to see the children.”
Xie Jinghuai knew he couldn't refuse, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.
"Okay, I'll go over tonight."
...
Hospital.
"Waaaaah... Shi Yuan! You scared me to death!"
Su Xier hugged Jiang Shiyuan and wept bitterly, "If anything happens to you, I'll have to come after you! I don't ask to be born on the same day, month, and year, but I ask..."
"Stop."
Jiang Shiyuan covered her small mouth and couldn't help but joke, "If I really die... you don't need to be buried with me. Just burn some artificial intelligence academic materials for me, and burn a computer too... and I'll be able to die with a smile on my face."
Su Xier huffed, "Fine! In your heart, I'm not even as important as a computer!"
Jiang Shiyuan chuckled softly, feeling a warmth in her heart, and gently stroked her black, satin-like hair.
"Shiyuan, this time, we really have to thank that President Fu..."
Su Xier's eyes were bright and clear as she recounted the events of the past few days, especially focusing on how she and Fu Chenzhou dealt with that bastard, helped her vent her anger, and avenged her.
Jiang Shiyuan was taken aback, her clear pupils shrinking deeply.
Fu Chenzhou never told her a single word about these things, so she knew nothing about them!
But this also confirms one thing—
Instead of bringing the kidnapper to justice, Fu Chenzhou resorted to vigilante justice.
He should still have the man in his hands.
"Shiyuan, who exactly is this imposing and majestic President Fu? Tell me about him!" Su Xier asked, her eyes full of curiosity.
Jiang Shiyuan snapped out of her daze and had the energy to joke with her again, "Didn't you already say it, Yang Jian?"
"Shiyuan, you're so annoying!"
The two sisters were chatting and laughing when there was a knock on the door.
After responding, Fu Chenzhou's tall and upright figure stepped in, bringing a chill with him. Xing Zhen followed behind him, carrying an exquisite lunchbox.
He stood at the door for a while before coming in to see Jiang Shiyuan, afraid that the cold air would affect her.
"Aunt Jiang, how are you feeling today?" Fu Chenzhou tilted his head, a slight smile playing on his lips, exuding a charming and flirtatious air.
Jiang Shi looked at him, her almond-shaped eyes crinkling, "Thank you for your concern, Uncle Fu. I'm fine."
The man's lips were full, with a delicate curve, neither thin nor thick, and a light pink color that exuded an indescribable sexiness.
Thin lips, cold heart; therefore, Fu Chenzhou will certainly not be like Xie Jinghuai.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so deeply in love with his deceased wife and so unable to forget her.
Uncle Fu?
Fu Chenzhou raised an eyebrow with amusement.
Su Xier unconsciously grinned, smiling like an aunt, without even realizing it herself.
Xing Zhen also hid behind the man, forcing a smile.
Uncle and Aunt, you look so good together!
"The hospital food isn't very good, so I brought my own meals. You two can eat together."
Just as Fu Chenzhou finished speaking, Su Xier's phone rang.
She stared at the screen, her smile freezing on her face.
"Excuse me, I need to take this call." Su Xier smiled awkwardly and hurriedly left the ward.
Jiang Shiyuan noticed that Xi'er's expression was unusual and couldn't help but feel worried.
Her daughter, Xi'er, was a natural optimist, a mischievous and playful little monkey. No one but Shen Zhantang could instantly disrupt her emotions.
At the end of the corridor, in a deserted place.
Su Xier lowered her eyes, staring at the vibrating phone in her hand, and hesitated for a long time before answering:
"President Shen..."
"Oh, so you're still alive."
Shen Zhantang's tone was chillingly cold, "The weather isn't cold yet, the ground isn't frozen, I thought you'd found somewhere to bury yourself."
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