The Genius Sweetheart of the Abstinent Goblin Boss

“When Zeng Yan taught me shooting, he told me that if you are still and the enemy is moving, you can see all of the enemy’s movements. Conversely, if you are moving and the enemy is still, then you are considered still and the enemy is still moving. Because movement is relative, the key is who is the reference point.”

Zeng Yichen was taken aback. His brother had said the same thing to him, but he had been too preoccupied with his playboy lifestyle and hadn't taken it to heart.

Immediately, he adjusted his breathing, calmed his mind, and looked at the target point.

The sea seemed to freeze for a moment, with only the towering structure swaying with the waves.

3, 2, 1.

The arrow was shot out and successfully embedded itself in the target point, securing it.

Zeng Yichen breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and said to An Lian,

"Sister-in-law, you wait here to meet us. If I go in and don't come out within an hour, you'd better run away quickly."

An Lian nodded. "Be careful."

Even though she was worried, she knew that the smooth tower was almost impossible for her to climb, and that if she forced herself to go up, she would not only not help, but might even cause trouble.

Zeng Yichen firmly replied, "Okay."

So he climbed up the rope all by himself.

The 30-meter height wouldn't have been difficult for him, but the challenge lay in the fact that the tower surface was extremely slippery and there were almost no points of leverage.

Zeng Yichen's entire weight rested almost entirely on the rope loops around his hands.

Halfway up, his palms became bloody and raw, the blood making the rope even more slippery and making the ascent even more difficult.

"Ugh..." Zeng Yichen grunted in pain and continued climbing.

An Lian watched from below, her heart pounding with anxiety, her fists clenched tightly.

Twenty minutes later, Zeng Yichen finally reached the first rooftop, where he finally had a foothold to share his weight.

He looked at his bright red hands, which were trembling violently.

Without daring to linger, he moved upwards again, watching the small window getting closer and closer to his mother. He gritted his teeth and was determined to persevere.

We'll reach our destination in two more rooftops.

Zeng Yichen counted down the distance in his mind, constantly encouraging himself.

Ten minutes later, he finally managed to grab onto the windowsill.

My hand was so painful it felt numb; I could only clench it tightly by sheer willpower.

"Uh..." He did a pull-up and peered inside through the small window.

The interior was very dark, and you could vaguely make out the retro decor and the antique furniture, which seemed quite clean.

This is... the place where Mom was imprisoned for 20 years? It's so dark! How can anyone live here?

Because the window was small, his view was very limited, so he had to keep climbing up to get through the window at the top that was big enough for him to enter.

He took several deep breaths, then wrapped the rope around his palms again and continued climbing.

Finally, he climbed to the window, and with a thud, he fell inside, his body scratched to varying degrees by the rusty iron frame of the window.

The pain made him see stars.

Zeng Yichen lay on the ground, panting heavily for a few moments, then immediately got up. He knew he didn't have much time left.

He shook his head vigorously and started to go downstairs, relying on the route he remembered.

There were no signs of human presence on the upper floors; the ground was covered in cobwebs and dust.

Until we reached the mother's floor, which was luxurious and exquisite, but it was also the floor with the most intensive surveillance. Once you stepped in, you could be discovered at any time.

He had prepared to be discovered before he arrived, so he had to act quickly.

He soon arrived at the huge electronic steel door. He stood in a blind spot of the surveillance cameras, examining how to open it, and his heart grew heavier.

What does Zeng Nian think his mother is! He won't even let a bird fly in; even prisoners don't get this treatment!

Suddenly, the elevator doors opened unexpectedly.

A maid came out carrying a delicate meal. She didn't look at Zeng Yichen in the corner, but stood directly at the door, saying and doing nothing.

But the next second, the electronic door opened.

It's obvious that someone has been monitoring this area, and the entire process is subject to manual review and approval.

Zeng Yichen stared in shock as he discovered there was another identical gate inside.

Before he could finish being shocked, the second gate opened, revealing another one inside.

He had no time to be shocked, because he discovered that as the third gate opened, the first gate began to slowly close.

He couldn't wait any longer, and rushed out in one go.

The maid had just passed through the third gate when she heard the noise behind her. She turned around and was immediately knocked unconscious by Zeng Yichen's crutch.

At the same time, the passageway with the three gates began flashing red lights and an alarm sounded, "Beep—beep—beep—"

Zeng Yichen's heart skipped a beat. Without time to think, he looked at the mahogany double door at the end of the corridor and immediately rushed over and broke it open.

What came into view was a huge foyer, decorated with some exquisite antiques, but he had no time to appreciate them. He ran quickly, searching everywhere:

"Mommy!!! Mommy!!! Are you there?!"

Pushing open the white door, one enters a dark room where a woman lies on a large bed in the center.

The woman turned around in surprise, staring at the person who had barged in with disbelief.

Zeng Yichen looked at the familiar face in front of him. Even though the hair was a little gray and there were many wrinkles, the features were exactly the same as the one in his memory.

Even though he already knew his mother was still alive, seeing her standing right in front of him now still made his heart feel like it was going to explode, and tears streamed down his face.

"mom, Mom, Mom……"

“Yichen…” Jingying recognized him immediately. For so many years, she had survived by looking at his photos, and now her son had stepped out of the photos…

"Yichen!!" Jingying hurriedly got out of bed, not even bothering to put on her shoes, and ran barefoot towards Zeng Yichen.

"Mom!!!" Zeng Yichen leaned on his mother's shoulder, unable to hold back his emotions any longer, and burst into tears.

“Yichen…” Jingying was also sobbing uncontrollably. She held Zeng Yichen’s shoulders and looked him up and down, wanting to take a good look at her son.

But you can immediately see his bloody, mangled hands.

"Yichen!! What happened to your hand?!" Jingying was heartbroken.

Zeng Yichen only remembered the important matter when he saw his own hands.

"Mom! I've come to save you!! Come with me right now!!"

"Wh...what?!" Jingying was shocked. She didn't even have time to think about why Yichen was here. She even subconsciously thought that Zeng Nian had suddenly had a change of heart...

But she never expected that her son had secretly come to rescue her...

This is so dangerous!! What if Zeng Nian finds out...

No!! She would rather die than let him hurt her Yichen!!!

Zeng Yichen took out the sticky bomb he had on him, ran over, and tremblingly stuck it to the small window.

He then pulled his mother behind the wall in the lobby and hid there, pressing the detonation button.

"boom!!"

The huge explosion shattered the thick wall into pieces.