Perhaps sensing danger, Xiao Wanqing said, "Wait for my call," and hung up. After hanging up, Lu Jia noticed that Xiao Wanqing's location had changed.
"The target is moving." Lu Jia sensed something was wrong and immediately informed Wei Qiao of the latest situation. Rong Mo, who was standing nearby, glanced at the screen and immediately understood as well.
"Fasten your seatbelt," Rong Mo said in a low voice. It was late at night, and there were few cars on the road. Rong Mo floored the accelerator and drove off. When Rong Mo was almost there, Lu Jia noticed that the phone's location tracking had hardly changed, but it was always circling back and forth around a small area of the beach.
“She must have found us by now,” Lu Jia sighed.
Rong Mo slammed on the brakes without a word and pulled over to the side of the road. His eyes were fixed on his phone screen. Lu Jia watched him silently, her heart filled with worry and anxiety. They knew that Shen Zhi Qiu was in grave danger, and they had to find her as soon as possible.
Rong Mo opened the car door, got out, and walked towards the beach. The beach was very quiet at night, with only the sound of waves lapping against the sand. Rong Mo looked around warily, searching for Xiao Wanqing's whereabouts.
Wei Qiao was already walking towards Rong Mo with Xiao Wanqing's phone in her hand.
"President Rong, I'm sorry, she got away." Wei Qiao lowered her head, looking annoyed.
"Where was the phone found?" Rong Mo asked, looking at the phone encased in a transparent bag, somewhat puzzled.
"Xiao Wanqing tied this phone to a golden retriever. It was running back and forth because someone was playing frisbee with the golden retriever on the beach, so it kept running back and forth." Wei Qiao felt uneasy. Xiao Wanqing always anticipated their predictions, which made her a very cunning opponent.
"Wei Qiao, take your men and search along the coastline. See if you can find any clues. Xiao Wanqing has been active in this area these past few days, making it easier for her to observe us. This means she may very well have imprisoned Zhi Qiu somewhere nearby." Rong Mo stopped and ordered.
“Okay, Mr. Rong, I understand,” Wei Qiao said in a low voice.
"Then you must be very careful, extremely careful. You can only search at night, and don't let Xiao Wanqing find out that you are looking for her. Try to find unfamiliar faces to search. If you go by yourself, be careful," Rong Mo instructed anxiously.
"Yes, President Rong, don't worry, I know what to do." Wei Qiao accepted the order and hurriedly left.
"You brought people with you?" Gu Qingyan asked Lu Jia with some doubt as he watched Rong Mo and Wei Qiao standing together from afar.
"It's none of your business, so you'd better not ask questions," Lu Jia said irritably, completely ignoring him. If Xiao Wanqing hadn't specifically requested that Gu Qingyan be there, he would have thrown Gu Qingyan into the sea to feed the fish long ago.
"You'd better know your place. Don't you know who you're talking to? I'll let Rong Mo go, he's from the Rong family, so I'll have to give him some face. But who are you to talk to me like that?" Gu Qingyan's eyes turned cold, and he adopted the demeanor of CEO Gu.
"Gu Qingyan, I advise you not to talk to me now, or you won't even know how you died later." Lu Jia's voice was even colder. Thinking of Xiao Wanqing's words, his heart ached as if it were being cut by a knife. He would rather be the one suffering than let Shen Zhi Qiu be hurt in any way.
“I know you hate me.” Gu Qingyan glanced at him. “After all, even though you’re with Shen Zhi Qiu now, you’re still raising my children. Both children are mine and have nothing to do with you. Even when they grow up, I will be the one supporting them, not you. You’re just a nobody, you’re not worthy of being compared to me.”
The next second, Rong Mo, who had just reached the car door, stopped. His gaze lingered inside the car, or more precisely, on Gu Qingyan, who was leisurely leaning back in his seat.
Anger burned fiercely in Rong Mo's chest. He clenched his fists tightly, trying his best to control himself, but when he could no longer restrain himself, Rong Mo yanked open the back door and dragged Gu Qingyan out. His movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation. Gu Qingyan was stunned by Rong Mo's actions; before he could react, he was already dragged to the ground.
Rong Mo was incredibly strong, and fueled by rage, he struck with even greater force. His fist slammed into Gu Qingyan's left cheek, instantly swelling her face and drawing blood from her mouth. But Rong Mo didn't stop; his fists rained down on Gu Qingyan, each blow imbued with extreme anger and pain.
Lu Jia opened the car door, wanting to step forward. But Rong Mo immediately waved his hand at him, "Lu Jia, don't come over. This is a score I, as Zhi Qiu's brother, must settle with Gu Qingyan." His voice was low and hoarse, filled with grief and anger. Lu Jia stopped in place, just watching.
"Rong Mo! What do you want? Even if I accidentally ruined the envelope, I've already apologized, and Wan Qing even gave me a good scolding. What more do you want from me?" Gu Qingyan raised his head, spat out a mouthful of blood onto the beach, and shouted speechlessly, "I'm truly fed up with you all! In Nancheng, no one has ever dared to lay a hand on me! But since coming to this capital, I've been beaten by you all for no reason! Do you even respect the Gu Group?!"
"You're right, I've never taken your Gu Group seriously. Did you only find out today?" Rong Mo sneered, rolling up his sleeves and assuming an attack stance, like a wild wolf baring its sharp fangs, ready to pounce on its prey.
"Wait!" Seeing this, Gu Qingyan got up from the ground. His face was covered in sand and blood, and he looked extremely disheveled. "Fighting now won't help us find Zhi Qiu at all. Shouldn't we be going to the hotel to rest and continue the search first thing tomorrow morning? Look at yourself, it's already past midnight. We've been working hard all day. Shouldn't we rest and recharge first?" Gu Qingyan shouted at Rong Mo, his voice filled with exhaustion and helplessness.
"Mr. Gu still has the mind to find a hotel to sleep in," Rong Mo sneered. "Hitting you certainly won't help in finding Zhi Qiu, but I really can't stand it anymore. I have to beat you up to vent my anger!" As soon as he finished speaking, Rong Mo rushed over and kicked Gu Qingyan to the ground. His angry fists rained down on Gu Qingyan like a storm. His fists were like iron hammers, slamming into Gu Qingyan's body with dull thuds.
Gu Qingyan was already injured and was no match for Rong Mo, being completely overwhelmed.
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