Keeping the promise

With the help of his men, the kidnappers were all subdued, and Li Yunting took Zheng Wancheng away from this terrible place.

"I'm sorry for making you feel wronged." Li Yunting was full of guilt.

Zheng Wancheng shook his head. "As long as you are here, I am not afraid of anything."

Li Yunting sent Zheng Wancheng back home, gently comforted her and let her have a good rest.

After watching her fall asleep, he turned and left.

Back in the car, his eyes instantly became cold and fierce. He stepped on the accelerator and drove out, ready to deal with the kidnapping incident thoroughly and never let such danger approach her again.

Li Yunting walked into the basement with heavy and angry steps. The basement was dark and damp, emitting a disgusting musty smell. The dim light flickered, reflecting his cold and murderous face.

The mastermind of the kidnapping was chained tightly to a cold iron chair. His eyes were filled with fear and despair, but he still pretended to be tough.

Li Yunting stood in front of him, looking down at him, his eyes like a cold blade in an ice cave, making people shudder. "Tell me, who ordered you to do this?" Li Yunting's voice was low and suppressed, like a volcano about to erupt.

The mastermind bit his lip and kept silent.

Li Yunting snorted coldly, waved his hand, and his men handed over a barbed whip. He held the whip and swung it violently, and the whip drew a sharp arc in the air and hit the mastermind hard.

"Ah!" The mastermind let out a scream, and a deep blood mark appeared on his body instantly.

"You're still not telling me?" Li Yunting swung the whip again, again and again. The mastermind's clothes were torn to pieces, and blood stained his body red.

"Please, spare me!" The mastermind finally couldn't help begging for mercy.

Li Yunting stopped what he was doing and said coldly: "Tell me who is behind this, and I will consider letting you die more easily."

The mastermind panted and hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to speak: "It's... it's Wang Rong. She hated Zheng Wancheng for leaving her with nothing, so she hooked up with the Xie family's side branch and wanted to teach Zheng Wancheng a lesson in this way."

Li Yunting's eyes became even darker. "Wang Rong? Xie family? They are courting their own death."

After saying that, he threw the whip aside, turned around and said to his men behind him: "Deal with him, don't leave any traces."

Walking out of the basement, Li Yunting looked up at the sky and secretly swore in his heart that he would make the Xie family pay a heavy price for their actions.

At the same time, more professional and experienced bodyguards were arranged for Zheng Wancheng to provide her with 24-hour personal protection in secret, whether she is at home or out.

After dealing with the kidnappers, Li Yunting walked into the hotel room with a gloomy expression.

He quickly took off his stained and bloody clothes and walked into the bathroom.

Turning on the shower head, hot water poured down like a waterfall. He scrubbed his body vigorously, as if trying to wash away the haze brought about by the cruel scene just now.

After washing up, he dried his body with a white towel and changed into clean clothes that he had prepared in advance.

Standing in front of the mirror, he tidied his slightly messy hair, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his complicated emotions.

He then left the hotel and drove home.

Along the way, he was eager to go home and just wanted to see Zheng Wancheng as soon as possible.

Li Yunting gently pushed open the door. Only a dim table lamp was on in the room. Zheng Wancheng was curled up on the bed, with worry and anxiety in his eyes.

Hearing the sound, Zheng Wancheng raised her head abruptly, tears of surprise instantly welling up in her eyes. She stood up and ran towards Li Yunting quickly.

Li Yunting opened his arms and held her tightly in his arms. Zheng Wancheng wrapped her arms around his waist tightly, buried her head in his chest, and her tears soaked his clothes.

"Yun Ting, you are finally back. I had a nightmare." Zheng Wancheng's voice was tearful.

Li Yunting stroked her hair softly, and said in a gentle but firm tone: "Wancheng, don't be afraid, everything is over. Those who hurt you have received the punishment they deserve, and such a thing will never happen again. I will always be by your side, protecting you, and will not let anyone have the chance to hurt you again." His voice was low and magnetic, as if it had a magical soothing power.

Zheng Wancheng raised her head, looked at Li Yunting with tearful eyes, and sobbed, "I'm really afraid of losing you."

Li Yunting wiped away the tears from her eyes with his fingers, looked into her eyes lovingly, and said, "Silly girl, how could I let you lose me? You are the most important person in my life. I will be by your side no matter what happens."

Zheng Wancheng listened to his words and her heart gradually calmed down. She snuggled tightly in his arms, feeling his strong heartbeat, as if this was the safest harbor in the world.