Chapter 137 Rescue (1)
"Chu Yanyan, why do you keep targeting me? Now I ask you, where did you kidnap my child?"
Meng Shuyue roared at the top of his lungs, the tip of the hairpin in his hand pierced into his fair skin, blood seeped out, and he could hear Chu Yanyan's cries of pain in his ears.
There was a loud thunder outside the house, and suddenly it started to rain heavily. The raindrops hit the windows rapidly, crackling like evil spirits knocking on them.
"Let her go and I'll lend you money!"
Bai Qingfeng nervously stretched out his hand and loudly stopped her. Even Song Shixuan and Song Shiyu beside him didn't understand what was going on and tried to persuade Meng Shuyue to calm down.
But Meng Shuyue's eyes turned red, and she pushed the hairpin in her hand forward a little, roaring with bloodshot eyes, "I never said that my two children were kidnapped, nor did I say that the kidnappers would get the ransom tomorrow morning, but how do you know, if it wasn't you who kidnapped the children, then who else could it be? Let my children go, or I'll kill you!"
At this time, Chu Yanyan, who was pinned to the ground, was already frightened and her face was covered with tears and snot. The fear of death made her beg incoherently, "It's not me, I don't know where they are, I heard it from others, please..."
"ah……"
Chu Yanyan felt the pain on her neck and could even hear the sound of the hairpin sinking into her flesh. She wailed continuously.
Song Shixuan and his companions wanted to go forward and pull Meng Shuyue up, but she shouted them back, "Don't come over, I..."
"call out!"
There was a sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air.
Song Shixuan and Song Shiyu were trembling with fear as they watched helplessly as a flying knife pierced Meng Shuyue's wrist where the hairpin was held. The blade went straight into her wrist and pierced through it.
The hairpin fell to the ground, and Chu Yanyan escaped from her confinement.
A dozen men in black rushed in from outside the house and surrounded the three people. In order to protect Meng Shuyue, Song Shixuan and Song Shiyu were beaten and thrown out with bruises on their faces.
In the rain, Meng Shuyue struggled to get up from the ground, his whole body wet, his eyes fixed on the two people walking towards him with umbrellas, like a devil crawling out of hell.
She rushed forward regardless and wanted to fight back, but was held tightly by Song Shixuan and Song Shiyu.
The servant held the black umbrella high. Bai Qingfeng held Chu Yanyan, who was curled up in his arms, and looked down at the crazy woman in the rain from above. His words were chilling, "Meng Shuyue, if you dare to touch Yanyan again, I will really kill you, believe it or not!"
The car sped away, leaving a few splashes of water behind its wheels, and disappeared into the rain.
Song Shiyu grabbed Meng Shuyue and stroked her wrist where the knife handle was inserted with one trembling hand. Feeling her cold temperature, his heart felt like it was torn into several pieces.
"Shuyue, let's call the police! How did those bandits know that you had 500,000 yuan for building a factory? They deliberately let you embezzle public funds for ransom. You can't embezzle that money, otherwise your whole life will be ruined."
Song Shixuan also had red eyes and held her hand, agreeing with her to call the police and then go to the hospital.
There were bursts of thunder overhead and lightning tearing through the sky, as if the night suddenly opened its eyes and looked down at the world with a sharp scrutiny.
Meng Shuyue closed her eyes and let the rain mercilessly wash her pale face.
She recalled in her mind the scenes of Big Head massaging her shoulders with a chuckle, and Little Head obediently bringing her footbath water to wash her feet. Every frame was like a knife stabbing her heart, stirring constantly, and it was a thousand times more painful than the pain of a knife piercing her wrist.
It hurts so much...
She gritted her teeth, grasped the handle of the knife and pulled hard.
The pain was so severe that she almost bit her teeth off but she didn't say a word.
In the severe pain, her mind was clearer than ever before.
No matter whether she calls the police or takes the ransom, she must ensure that the children return safely. There can be no room for any mistakes!
Blood was gushing out of her wrist. Song Shixuan and Song Shiyu had already burst into tears and were busy bandaging her to stop the bleeding.
Meng Shuyue threw away the knife in his hand, looked at the two people in front of him who were crying like children, moved his lips that had already become numb, and rain mixed with tears slowly fell down.
"Shi Xuan, Shi Yu, can you help me..."
The thunder drowned out her sobs. She knew that what was coming would be a battle without gunpowder and she couldn't fall down.
In the heavy rain, the three discussed for a while, then parted ways and ran in their own directions.
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Shen Jinxiao came out of the police station holding an umbrella.
He had just run to several bus stations but still couldn't find the two children, so he came to the police station to report the case.
He glanced at the dark sky, which was filled with thunder and lightning as if there was a big hole in it, and his right eyelid couldn't help but twitch.
Thinking of Lin Shuang accompanying him abroad for three years, her mother also died in such thunderstorm weather, but she didn't have time to come back because he was abroad. This became a lifelong knot in her heart, and she would not be able to sleep all night every time there was a thunderstorm.
Therefore, he felt very guilty towards Lin Shuang and wanted to go back to see Lin Shuang first before looking for the child.
He got into the car and told the driver to drive back to the Lin family courtyard.
Two o'clock in the morning.
When Shen Jinxiao returned to the courtyard, he heard screams from Lin Shuang's room after a nightmare.
In the past few years, she would often wake up from inexplicable nightmares, followed by screams of terror.
Shen Jinxiao rushed into her room and skillfully wrapped Lin Shuang, who was curled up in the corner, tightly with a quilt. He hugged her and reassured her over and over again that she was fine.
Lin Shuang clutched Shen Jinxiao's collar tightly with trembling hands, her whole body trembling, and the horrific scenes in the dream flashed through her mind again and again.
In her dreams, she always returned to the night when Mr. Shen died.
She didn't mean to hurt anyone.
That night, she couldn't stand the man she had loved for many years having a banquet with another woman, so she went to find Mr. Shen to ask him why he agreed to let Shen Jinxiao marry a woman whose father was unknown.
Maybe the nanny was sleeping soundly that night, so it was Mr. Shen who opened the door.
Mr. Shen had watched Lin Shuang grow up since she was a child, and he warmly let her in.
In the bedroom.
Faced with Lin Shuang who was crying unwillingly, Mr. Shen just smiled and took out a paternity test, telling her that Meng Shuyue's three children were actually Shen Jinxiao's.
Finally, Mr. Shen said happily that since Shen Jinxiao really loved Meng Shuyue, he would tell Shen Jinxiao the news tomorrow.
At that moment, she felt the world spinning and everything around her lost its color.
She didn't know what was wrong at the time. She just thought that Meng Shuyue not only took his heart, but also gave birth to his child so early. She wished the world would be destroyed.
She snatched the appraisal certificate from Mr. Shen's hand, pushed the old man who was still immersed in joy and trying to persuade her to let go to the ground, and rushed out.
When passing by the triplets' room, Lin Shuang heard the crying of the children inside and rushed into the room.
The nanny was not there at the time.
She looked at the howling little head with annoyance in her eyes.
Because even in the dim light, she could still tell that the child in the wooden cradle looked very much like Shen Jinxiao.
She numbly picked up the thermos, poured scalding water into the bottle, and casually scooped two spoonfuls from the milk powder can and put them in.
Just as she picked up the little head and was about to feed him milk powder, the big head in the other cradle seemed to sense the approaching danger and started crying loudly.
Glancing at the other chubby little boy, Lin Shuang could no longer hide the jealousy in her eyes. She put the little head back and picked up the big head instead...
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