The photo shows Zhou Jiuzhen looking extremely thin, bearing no resemblance to the chubby Zhao Tongfu.
Ling Huanwu touched the little boy in the photo, her heart filled with a bittersweet feeling.
She also wanted to ask her mother-in-law about the details of when she found Zhou Jiuzhen. Now that Zhou Jiuzhen doesn't remember anything before he was eight years old, it will probably be very difficult to find his biological parents.
The most important thing now is to find evidence that Zhao Jingxiang intended to take advantage of her when he joined the cooperative.
And then there's Xiao Bao, who went missing in the port city...
The grandmother's eyes were filled with worry for Xiaobao as she lay dying.
She absolutely couldn't let her mother-in-law not be able to rest in peace even in the afterlife!
Ling Huanwu took out a pen, wrote a phone number on a piece of paper, took a deep breath, turned around and went out again.
They returned to the city.
At the post office phone, as the operator told her the call was connected, she gripped the wire tightly, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
The crackling sound of electricity traveled across the ocean along the telephone line and stopped at the entrance of a luxurious villa in the port city.
Qin Jinshen was in a meeting at the company when a group of bald uncles were pointing fingers and hurling insults at each other, accusing each other's henchmen of causing trouble on their territory.
The whistling of the electric fan made the papers on the conference table rustle, and it also made the few remaining strands of hair on the uncles' heads fly wildly in all directions.
"Fuck your mother! I've been watching this street for three years, and now it's your turn, you piece of trash, to plant your flag here?"
"Bullshit! Your men hurt my brother at the teahouse last week, and I haven't even settled that score with you yet. Now you dare to bark?"
"Try barking again? Believe me or not, I'll sink you to Victoria Harbour tonight to feed the sharks!"
As the insults escalated, several thugs with tattoos of dragons, tigers, cats, and dogs on their chests brandished steel pipes, shouting and hurling insults as if they were about to fight.
Qin Jinshen sat in the main seat, his head throbbing from the noise, his fingers pressing and rubbing his temples.
Ma, the guard, glanced at the bald uncles and elders of the Qin family, then looked at his own master's thick head of hair.
At this moment, Qin Jinshen had lost quite a few strands of hair on his shoulders.
Clearly, these days, various things have taken their toll on him, leaving him looking haggard.
Thinking that his master would soon be bald, Guard Ma frowned deeply, his thick black eyebrows furrowing. He wished he could immediately return to the mainland and kidnap Ling Huanwu to Hong Kong, so that his master wouldn't have to suffer from loneliness every night.
The meeting room was in an uproar when the butler from the Qin family villa rushed in, his breath coming in short gasps as he whispered in Qin Jinshen's ear, who was looking worried.
"Sir, you told me to watch the phone. That Miss Ling called today..."
Qin Jinshen immediately jumped up from his seat, his gloomy expression instantly replaced by overwhelming joy.
He grabbed an ashtray from the side and smashed it at the uncle who was leading the disturbance, immediately causing him to bleed from the head and cover his forehead, no longer daring to utter a sound.
Suppressing his joy, he gave a fierce look to his ruthless family members who were arguing over trivial matters, and said, "Didn't I say you weren't allowed to play those old tricks of fighting for territory and living on the edge every day? From now on, as long as you listen to me, turn over a new leaf, and do legitimate business with me, you'll still have plenty of money in your pockets!"
At the conference table, everyone remained silent, heads bowed, their expressions complex, as if to say, "Who in the entire port city doesn't know you're the most ruthless?"
After Qin Jinshen finished speaking, he disregarded the expressions of the elders, kicked away the chair, and turned to leave.
As soon as he stepped out of the conference room, he immediately started running.
He had been waiting for this call for a long time.
I look forward to it every day.
He longed to hear her voice, to see her in person; he was practically going crazy with longing for her.
The 20-minute drive took him only 10 minutes to get back to the villa.
As the maid respectfully handed him the telephone receiver, his hands trembled as he nervously took it.
"Hello……"
Qin Jinshen wanted to put on a cold tone, but when he opened his mouth, his voice was trembling.
On the other end of the phone.
Ling Huanwu took a deep breath and quickly replied, "Mr. Qin, hello, I am Ling Huanwu. I need your help with something."
Qin Jinshen picked up the photo of Ling Huanwu that he had secretly taken on the table.
That's a photo of her digging for oysters at the oyster farm.
That day she wore a light yellow shirt and black pants, with a straw hat on her head. She looked absolutely stunning in the sunlight.
He crouched behind a large rock in the distance and secretly took this photo.
He even personally hired professionals to colorize the photos.
These days, he relies on this photo to ease his longing for her.
Now, hearing the expected plea for help, the corners of his lips slowly curled up, his eyes narrowed, and his voice carried a playful tone, "Oh, you're begging me? Comrade Ke Ling, what makes you think I'd help you?"
On the other end of the phone, Ling Huanwu remained expressionless, but her words froze Qin Jinshen's smile, replaced by a sudden surge of anger.
"Qin Jinshen, I don't need your help. You'd better hand over Xiaobao by tomorrow, or I'll write down all the bad things you've done in Hong Kong and send it to your mortal enemy, so you'll never recover!"
Before the other party could hang up, Ling Huanwu slammed the phone down.
Qin Jinshen's hand holding the phone trembled uncontrollably, and his lips twitched with anger.
The bewildered guard, Ma, followed closely behind, panting. Just as he was about to rejoice for his master, he saw him grab the phone and smash it against the wall with a roar.
"ah!"
The phone fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
Guard Ma was terrified. Qin Zhizhi, who heard the commotion, rushed over and saw her brother smashing things and shards flying everywhere. She was so frightened that she instinctively backed away and fell backward in an extremely undignified manner.
Before she could even scream, she was thrown into a hard yet warm embrace, her nose hitting the other person's firm chest, the pain almost bringing tears to her eyes.
"Young Miss!"
A low gasp came from above, tinged with barely perceptible panic.
Qin Zhizhi was stunned for a few seconds before she belatedly realized that someone was steadily supporting her waist, and the arms wrapped around her were muscular and looked very strong.
Who else could this be but Ma Huzi, the bodyguard of her household who is as sturdy as a door?
She looked up abruptly, her eyes meeting those of the guard, Ma.
Ma, the guard, always kept his eyes down, either looking at the ground or into the distance. Qin Zhizhi had never really looked into his eyes.
Upon closer inspection, one discovers that his eyes are as black as glass soaked in ink, clearly reflecting one's own silly, open-mouthed, disheveled appearance.
The air seemed to freeze.
Qin Zhizhi could hear her own heart pounding so hard it felt like it was about to jump out of her throat.
What made her blush even more was that she could hear the steady, powerful heartbeat of the guard Ma through the thin fabric of his clothes; it was like a drumbeat, no slower than hers.
"Um... Guard Ma?" she stammered, trying to maintain her composure as a young lady, "Could you put me down first?"
Ma, the guard, finally snapped out of his daze, his face turning bright red, even his ears turning a suspicious pink.
He frantically tried to steady her, but somehow he tripped and instead of letting go, he hugged the young lady even tighter.
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