Chapter 225 Crying as he begged Boss Ying [1st Update]
Ying Yuexuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Zhong Manhua answering the phone.
At least, she no longer has to listen to Zhong Manhua confide in her.
She prepared to go back to her bedroom to rest.
But after taking only two steps, he heard Zhong Manhua ask in disbelief.
"What? Ask Ying Zijing for help? Are you crazy or did I hear you wrong?"
Ying Yuexuan stopped abruptly, turning her head in confusion: "Mom?"
"What IBI?" Zhong Manhua asked as if she had heard a joke. "What do you think the IBI is? A vegetable market? Do you think I don't know that the IBI is the International Bureau of Investigation?"
"Alright, I'll tell you, Yuan Lisi, you're divorced from my third brother, you're no longer a member of the Zhong family, why should I help you?"
"Fine, even if you were still my third sister-in-law, I would never beg Ying Zijing for anything, not in this lifetime."
Upon hearing this, Ying Yuexuan knew who Zhong Manhua was talking to.
Zhong Zhiwan's mother, Madam Zhong.
She also knew that Zhong Zhiwan had been sent abroad by Old Master Zhong, while Madam Zhong had been expelled from the Zhong family.
After all, without Madam Zhong's "guidance," Zhong Zhiwan wouldn't have ended up where she is today.
When she was little, Zhong Zhiwan had done some tricks on her.
"You're hilarious." Zhong Manhua was completely fed up with listening. "If she had that kind of ability, I'd cut off my head and give it to you. You want me to beg her? Where would I put my face?"
After saying that, she hung up the phone without waiting for Mrs. Zhong to say anything more.
"Xiao Xuan, I wonder if your former aunt has lost her mind after leaving your maternal grandfather's house." Zhong Manhua calmed herself down and sneered, "She actually told me that your sister sent the IBI to arrest her. Isn't that hilarious?"
IBI, International Bureau of Investigation!
Only major international events can alarm the top brass of the IBI.
Outside the Zhong family compound, very few people recognize Madam Zhong.
"My sister?" Ying Yuexuan was slightly taken aback. "My sister has a connection with IBI?"
"What could possibly be the connection?" Zhong Manhua said coldly. "If you really want to know what the connection is, it's just that IBI helped the Zhong Group issue a clarification statement last time."
"But that's because it involved an international theft case, the criminal was a repeat offender, and the IBI was helping the Zhong Group, so what does it have to do with her?"
She shook her head and continued, "That's why I said your former aunt is out of her mind. Who does she think your sister is? Someone who can have connections with IBI? Does she even deserve it?"
Ying Yuexuan thought about it and agreed.
IBI is inaccessible to ordinary people, and even the four most prestigious families in Shanghai cannot get in touch with it.
Perhaps only a few top families in the capital city have the privilege of meeting IBI agents and international police.
"What happened to my aunt?" Ying Yuexuan asked hesitantly. "Was she really arrested by the IBI?"
"Maybe." Zhong Manhua smiled dismissively. "She was never a particularly shrewd person to begin with. Who knows what she's done this time."
Ying Yuexuan nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
**
On the other side...
Ningchuan.
After Zhong Manhua hung up the phone, Mrs. Zhong felt her body grow colder and colder, and she shivered uncontrollably.
Originally, she and Mrs. Fang were having tea and chatting here when they heard the commotion outside, but they didn't pay any attention to it.
It would be strange if the Fang family didn't have any enemies coming to their door one day.
But Madam Zhong never expected that instead of Ying Zijing coming to beg her, she would receive news of her arrest.
The arrest warrant was issued by the IBI!
When Madam Zhong heard this, she almost fainted.
She was resourceful, but she was just a wealthy woman who had never been in business and had never seen anything like this before.
She didn't know if Ying Zijing had any connection with IBI, but she thought that as long as Ying Zijing didn't pursue the matter, IBI couldn't do anything to her.
Therefore, Mrs. Zhong would call Zhong Manhua for help.
But Zhong Manhua not only didn't help her, she also didn't believe her.
Mrs. Zhong's hands were trembling.
She knew it was impossible for her to call Grandpa Zhong.
Given Old Master Zhong's favoritism towards Ying Zijing, let alone getting Ying Zijing to release her, he would definitely add fuel to the fire.
Fang Zhicheng was also utterly disheartened.
They were placed under house arrest at the estate, awaiting the arrival of IBI personnel before the orders were fully executed.
Fang Zhicheng had been in the underworld for so many years, but he had suddenly fallen from grace, and he was completely unable to calm down.
He suddenly grabbed Madam Zhong's shoulders, his voice trembling: "Didn't you say that Wen Tinglan and the others had no background whatsoever? Huh?!"
"Why is the IBI here? Why?!"
Madam Zhong's expression was blank; she was terrified.
"How exactly did you find this person?" Fang Zhicheng was so angry he felt like his lungs were about to explode. "Now look what's happened! Not only can Tongtong's illness not be cured, but the Fang family is also doomed!"
With the capabilities of the IBI, once they notice him, they can uncover everything he did in the past, no matter how secretive it was.
With one crime after another, he certainly wouldn't be able to escape.
"How would I know?" Madam Zhong's hands and feet turned cold. "She's from a small county town. Her father and younger brother are both sick. If the Ying family hadn't brought them to Shanghai, they wouldn't even have enough to eat..."
If Ying Zijing hadn't left the Ying family and lost their protection, she wouldn't have dared to make a move.
Fang Zhicheng remained silent with a gloomy face.
At that moment, the hall door opened.
The young detective entered.
His gaze fell on Madam Zhong, and he smiled meaningfully: "Yuan Lisi, right? They specifically asked for you. Go on a trip."
**
When Ying Zijing woke up, it was noon the next day.
Her eyelashes fluttered, and a few seconds later, she opened her eyes.
The windows were covered by curtains, blocking out the intense sunlight.
She held onto the edge of the bed and sat up.
After looking around, her thoughts slowly returned, and it took her a while to remember that she was in her own bedroom.
There was a glass of water on the bedside table. Ying Zijing touched it and found that it was still warm.
She took a sip and noticed a faint salty taste.
It's a glass of lightly salted water.
After finishing her drink, she got out of bed, changed her clothes, and opened the door.
In the living room.
Wen Fengmian and Wen Tinglan sat at the dining table, with bowls and chopsticks set beside them.
It's no different from any other day.
Ying Zijing pressed her head, her expression relaxing slightly, and walked over.
"Yaoyao, you're awake." Seeing her, Wen Fengmian waved her over. "Sit down. Yun Shen said you've exhausted yourself and need to replenish your energy."
Ying Zijing paused for a moment, then glanced at the table and, finding no pig liver, nodded: "It was my carelessness."
She paused for a moment, then asked, "Dad, after I left, no one came again, right?"
She needs to use her divine calculation abilities less, otherwise the consumption will be even greater.
"Yes." Wen Fengmian ladled a bowl of soup for her. "He's a professor in the Computer Science Department at Imperial University. He wants to recruit Xiao Lan."
Ying Zijin seemed to be deep in thought.
She wasn't oblivious; Wen Fengmian had been avoiding the capital city all along.
One of the reasons why Wen Tinglan was able to agree to go to Norton University so quickly was this.
"Dad, I'm going out for a bit." After finishing her meal, Ying Zijing stood up. "I'll be back tonight."
Wen Fengmian frowned: "Yaoyao, your body..."
"I'm all better now. I was just exhausted. I'll recover after a good night's sleep."
Hearing this, Wen Fengmian didn't want to stop her any longer, so he said, "Okay, then be careful. If anything happens, remember to call your dad."
He watched the girl's departing figure, his brows still furrowed.
After a long pause, he sighed softly.
Hopefully, this won't attract attention in the capital.
Unbeknownst to Wen Fengmian, Fu Yunshen's car was waiting downstairs.
Ying Zijing sat in the passenger seat, fastened her seatbelt, and closed her eyes slightly: "Thank you."
She anticipated that she might not be able to rescue Wen Tinglan from the Fang family on her own, so after boarding the helicopter, she sent a WeChat message to Fu Yunshen.
However, she really didn't expect that he would directly send someone from the IBI.
It's really a waste of talent.
Fu Yunshen didn't respond. Instead, he turned the steering wheel and asked, "Yaoyao, did you drink the salt water?"
"I drank it." Ying Zijing thought for a moment, "It wasn't very good."
"Good medicine tastes bitter." Fu Yunshen curled his lips and said casually, "Little friend, do you understand this principle?"
Upon hearing this, Ying Zijin turned her head: "Besides salt, did you add anything else?"
When she got up, she was still a little dizzy, and she had drunk too quickly, so all that was left on her taste buds was saltiness.
“A Chinese herbal medicine.” Fu Yunshen nodded and smiled. “It’s good for your health.”
He didn't say what kind of medicine it was, but said, "Yuan Lisi has been arrested. I'll take you to see her."
Yuan Lisi is Mrs. Zhong's real name.
Ying Zijing's eyes then showed a slight change: "Okay."
**
Thirty minutes later.
The Maserati stopped in front of a building.
This building looks ordinary, but it is actually an IBI outpost.
However, there is usually no one on duty here.
Mrs. Zhong was brought here last night.
In a day and a night, she ate only a piece of dry bread and drank a glass of water, and now she doesn't even have the strength to speak.
Her phone was also taken away, leaving her with no way to call for help.
Mrs. Zhong had never experienced anything like this before. Just when she was about to go crazy, the door was opened.
The people who came were IBI international police.
He looked coldly at Madam Zhong: "The officer wants to see you."
Upon hearing this, Madam Zhong trembled, becoming even more frightened.
But she had no choice but to go out and was taken to an interrogation room.
Madam Zhong suppressed her fear and looked up at the opposite side.
(End of this chapter)
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