His unease grew stronger, but he still spoke calmly.
If you listen closely, you can even hear an uncontrollable tremor, "Send me all the evidence materials."
"Ah Ming, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault. I should have gone in with her..."
Wu Mu spoke with a sob in his voice.
"She said she would go to Tiansheng to find you after going to the restroom... I... I really didn't expect her to be taken away..."
Fu Siming noticed that the bodyguard was carrying desserts that Song Xingyao had carefully prepared.
He left the mall without looking back.
He sent the message to the secret investigation team and data intelligence analysts.
Through facial and body analysis, it was discovered that the person who abducted Song Xingyao was a robber who had just been released from prison yesterday.
The car was abandoned, and the surveillance cameras could only track him out of the city, specifically heading south.
However, the exact location could not be found.
When the old intelligence analysis team leader finished reporting the last sentence, "The location cannot be found," he was already trembling with fear.
Because his expression was simply too terrifying.
Like a demon from hell, his dark pupils also revealed a hint of bloodlust.
"Investigate. Even if he's dead, find that person for me."
"yes!"
Beside me is the dessert box that Song Xingyao had prepared, which was just delivered by the bodyguard.
His heart trembled, and his hands began to move uncontrollably.
Slowly untie the ribbon to reveal the woman's carefully prepared cookies and meticulously arranged plating.
Two stick figures were drawn on the small cookie with chocolate sauce.
Due to some drastic movement, a crack has appeared between the two little figures.
It was like a gash being torn open in his heart, a suffocating pain shooting through him.
When Song Xingyao woke up, everything was black.
She moved her body and found that her hands were tied behind her back.
The black cloth bag over her head emitted a foul odor, making her feel nauseous and want to vomit.
The bag on my head was lifted, and a blinding beam of light suddenly shone through.
She didn't adapt for a while and naturally avoided the light source.
When she looked up and saw the person in front of her clearly, she vaguely understood.
Fu Yao?
The woman in front of her slowly walked up to Song Xingyao.
This prevented Song Xingyao from looking up at her.
But then she heard her sneer twice and lift her chin with her finger, a move that forced Song Xingyao to keep her head down.
"Ha...hahahaha, what's wrong? Didn't expect it to be me?"
"Song Xingyao, Song Xingyao, I just can't stand you. Why are you so lucky to marry Fu Siming?"
"You've been missing for over 20 years, why are you reappearing?"
With a slap, a hand landed on Song Xingyao's face.
It lost its balance and fell to one side.
But thinking of the baby in her belly, she managed to steady herself by bracing her shoulder against a nearby cabinet amidst the chaos.
As if still not satisfied, she raised her other hand and delivered a solid slap.
Song Xingyao was seeing stars from the blow.
His hands were tightly bound behind his back, leaving him no chance to fight back.
Her voice lingered in my ears like an echo.
My face was burning with pain.
But she still looked up at her, showing no sign of backing down or fear.
Fu Yao also became interested.
She cut to the chase: "I want you to know all the suffering I've endured. Didn't they all love to be around you? Didn't they all want to be good to you? Then I'll make them all suffer."
"Song Xingyao, you don't know, do you? Fu Siming was looking for you from the very beginning. Hahahaha..."
"During the time we were together, he was just using me as a substitute for you, hahaha... He's blind! You think he loved you that much? He couldn't even recognize you! Hahahahahaha..."
Fu Yao was like a madwoman, rambling incoherently.
Song Xingyao was completely confused.
Slowly, she came to her senses and carefully considered the meaning behind her words.
"Song Xingyao, you weren't as smart as you are now when you were little..."
"After all... you still think Xiao Yao is your best friend from the orphanage, don't you?"
These words were like a bucket of cold water, finally waking her up.
"You...you are? Xiao Yao?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Yao screamed shrilly.
"Don't call me by that name!! I'm not! I'm not Xiao Yao, I'm not an unwanted bastard from the orphanage, I'm Fu Yao, the eldest daughter of the Fu family."
She slowly approached her, a sinister glint in her eyes. "Once you're dead... I'll be the real heiress of the Fu family, won't I?"
A strange smile curved the corners of her mouth.
Then, seemingly getting bored, he strolled out of the room.
The room's interior design and decor are in a simple European style.
The room was empty except for a bed and a white bedside table.
The room looked like a top-floor attic with no windows on any side except for a skylight that let in light.
Moonlight occasionally streamed through the window and fell onto the bed.
The only exit from the room was that door.
Can……
Fu Yao's crazy behavior didn't surprise her much.
It was the news she mentioned that shocked Song Xingyao.
Fu Yao is the youngest? Was that sweet and well-behaved child just pretending all along?
That afternoon by the river? So she deliberately tricked me into going there?
All that warmth from the past was just an illusion...
Ha! She couldn't help but laugh too.
I laugh at my own foolishness, at my own wishful thinking...
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