On a rainy evening, a suffocatingly tense atmosphere filled the spacious living room of the Ouyang family.
Ouyang Maomao was anxious and uneasy, her hands tightly gripping the hem of her clothes as she paced back and forth in the living room, her steps somewhat hurried.
She desperately wanted to know where her child was, but also regretted abandoning him.
After some time, Jiang Rou returned from outside, anxiously calling out, "Kitty, I'm back."
Ouyang Maomao's heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and she asked in a slightly trembling voice:
Where is the child lost?
Her eyes were full of worry, and she kept glancing out the window, still hoping to see the children.
Jiang Rou's expression was also not good. She lowered her head and answered softly, "The children are very cute, I still can't bear to strangle them."
Even if she wanted to ruin the Jiang family, she hadn't gone so far as to harm them.
Ouyang Maomao was somewhat looking forward to Jiang Rou bringing the child back, but she was also afraid that the Ouyang family's fortune would be ruined because of her alone.
Unable to see the children, she asked Jiang Rou, "So Rou Rou, where did you put the children? Did you give them to someone else for adoption? If so, I can secretly visit them often."
Jiang Rou shook her head, feeling incredibly choked up. This was the first time in 23 years that she had personally done something so bad.
Even when he lured Su Wanwan to help Zhao Xunhuai catch his wife cheating, he wasn't this flustered.
"Where did you put the child?" Ouyang Maomao pressed.
Jiang Rou held her hand, trying to calm her down, and said:
“I had them dumped in a cemetery in the suburbs. It’s been raining heavily lately, so hardly anyone goes there. We’re going to let those two children starve to death. There’s no one there, so if they die, no one will even know.”
Ouyang Maomao's tears fell instantly, sliding down her cheeks.
Seeing this, Jiang Rou immediately comforted her: "Don't be too sad, kitty. Maybe...maybe they will be found by someone and adopted. Don't worry too much."
The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, and thunder was rumbling.
After listening to Jiang Rou finish speaking.
Ouyang Maomao leaned weakly against the sofa, closed her eyes, her face pale, as if trying to escape this cruel reality, her body trembling involuntarily.
Tears streamed down her face like a burst dam, and her once beautiful face now looked extremely haggard.
Her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground, her heart filled with pain and self-reproach. She murmured to herself:
"Why did this happen? How could I let such a tragedy happen to me and my children? I'm so sorry to them."
Ouyang Maomao's eyes were filled with endless regret and self-blame.
Her body trembled slightly, as if pulled by an invisible force.
With unsteady steps, she struggled forward in the direction where her child had gone missing, with only one thought in her mind.
She wants to find her child!
However, she had just taken a step.
Jiang Rou also sensed something was wrong, stood up and grabbed her tightly, saying firmly:
"Now that things have come to this, you can't sit still; you need to calm down!"
Tears welled up in Ouyang Maomao's eyes, and she growled in anguish, "How can I stay calm? That's my child!"
She forcefully shook off Jiang Rou's pull, as if to vent all the pain and regret in her heart.
Jiang Rou hugged Ouyang Maomao tightly and whispered comfortingly, "I know you're very sad, but we need to calm down and save the bigger picture, Maomao!"
Ouyang Maomao's body went limp and she leaned against Jiang Rou, tears streaming down her face.
Jiang Rou gently patted her back and continued, "We can't panic. Think about the future, think about the Ouyang family's business."
Ouyang Maomao raised her head, her eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.
She bit her lip, trying to calm herself down.
Just then.
The butler came to report.
"Miss, Mr. Jiang Shengjun has arrived."
Ouyang Maomao suddenly felt dizzy. Jiang Rou reached out and smoothed her hair, helped her sit on the sofa, and then told the housekeeper, "Let him in."
Then he said to Ouyang Maomao, "Maomao, cheer up."
Slowly, Jiang Shengjun hurriedly walked into the living room, his expression calm.
Xiao Zhao held an umbrella for him, and the two entered the Ouyang family together, each holding a document in their hand.
As soon as he entered, he asked, "Ouyang Maomao, you know why I'm here. According to the rules, I'm here to collect a DNA sample. Where's the child?"
His voice echoed powerfully in the quiet living room.
Ouyang Maomao slowly raised her head, looked at him with her red, tear-filled eyes, and said in a choked voice, "The child is dead."
Her voice sounded light and weak, without any strength.
Jiang Shengjun remained calm, having already guessed that this was Ouyang Maomao's little trick, and calmly questioned:
"I want to see him alive or dead. Do you think I'm just going to take the blame for nothing?"
Jiang Rou jumped to her feet, her body trembling slightly with excitement, and pointed at Jiang Shengjun, shouting:
"What more do you want? The child is no longer in this world, and the cat is already very fragile."
Anger and helplessness flashed in her eyes.
The sounds of their argument echoed in the room, while Ouyang Maomao sat helplessly to the side, her heart already broken.
She silently shed tears, her heart filled with confusion and bewilderment: "It's all my fault. I failed to protect the children."
Jiang Shengjun asked, "Then tell me, when was the child born?"
Ouyang Maomao said, "Just a few days ago."
"Which days were 'a few days ago'?" Jiang Shengjun asked again.
Jiang Rou couldn't stand it anymore, and fearing that Ouyang Maomao might be unable to think calmly due to her pain, she immediately started scolding Jiang Shengjun:
"Shengjun, what are you saying? Maomao is still in her postpartum period. She can't be too sad. Crying too much will leave lasting damage to her eyes! You men really don't understand women. Please shut up!"
He had anticipated this outcome, so he didn't argue with the other party further, only saying, "You'd better not let me see the child again!"
After saying that, he went home with Xiao Zhao.
On the bus, Xiao Zhao said to Jiang Shengjun, "Just as you wished, sir."
Jiang Shengjun nodded silently: "Drive the car to headquarters."
His older brother is coming back, and he's thinking about how to leave the Jiang family business and give his position to his brother, Jiang Shengsheng.
Ouyang Maomao and Su Wanwan appeared in his sight and made a big fuss about it.
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, as if he were pondering a complex and intricate mystery.
Xiao Zhao started the car, but before he could drive off, a mysterious man in black knocked on the window.
He pointed to the envelope in his hand, and as soon as Xiao Zhao opened the car window a crack, the man quickly threw the envelope out.
The letter read: "I know Ouyang Maomao's child is not dead. I know where he is. If you want to know, bring one million to get the clues."
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