I'm not going to be the kid in the story of a husband abandoning his daughter.

In the community near the school, the latest pop music is playing on Bluetooth.

Jing Xixi has not returned from cram school yet. Jing Siyu is working on a new cake at home. She looks in a good mood. While waiting for the cake base, she just picked up her mobile phone to surf the Internet.

The doorbell rang several times, somewhat hurriedly.

Jing Siyu put down her phone, as if she was too slow. The sound of entering the password in the electronic lock came from outside the door, and then Wan Zhan's slender figure rushed in.

"Mr. Wan, why are you..."

"Did you create that trending search online?" Wan Zhan interrupted with a puzzled look.

As soon as he said this, the smile on Jing Siyu's face suddenly froze, and she unconsciously lowered her voice: "Yes."

Knowing that there were still many areas where Wanzhan's help was needed, she never hid anything.

Wan Zhan looked at her and felt a headache, his eyes dim. "Si Yu, you are too impatient."

The plan is not yet solid, but the first card is played rashly.

Jing Siyu turned around and poured him some water while asking, "Mr. Wan, you know what I think. Why do you say that?"

"You think even I can guess it, how could Jing Zhanheng not know? He will find out through clues and find you here. Then I may not be able to protect you."

His voice was neither light nor heavy, mixed with unconcealable fatigue.

The company was also busy during this period, so as soon as he saw the public opinion, he made time for the news and rushed over.

After hearing this, Jing Siyu slowly put down her teacup and said with a hint of sarcasm: "So, you come here to tell me this now, are you trying to distance yourself from me?"

Wan Zhan was stunned for a moment, frowning. He didn't expect her to think of him this way. He subconsciously explained, "No..."

"what is that?"

Jing Siyu turned around and looked at him again, her expressionless face seemed to show aggrieved.

She rarely showed weakness in front of Wan Zhan. No matter how much she didn't understand, it disappeared at this moment. He walked forward, hugged his beloved woman, and sighed.

"You know, I'll always be on your side. This time... I'll find a way to help you get out of this situation."

This time, he wasn't pushed away.

The warm fragrance filled my arms, but before a minute had passed, the phone in my pocket suddenly rang.

Wan Zhan was worried that it was something about work, so he frowned and took out his phone. The caller ID showed -

uncle.

He released Jing Siyu's hand and said gently, "I'll take a call."

Then he swiped to answer the call and went to the window to light a cigarette, "Uncle, I'm here with Siyu..."

Jing Siyu glanced at him and said nothing.

After appearing on the variety show, she failed in her mission more than once, and the rewards given by the system were gradually taken back. How could she have the patience to wait any longer?

If she doesn't take action now, there will be no room for recovery.

But Wan Zhan didn't know all this, and his ideas were different from Jing Siyu's.

I thought the call would last a long time, but after a while, Wan Zhan came over with the phone. Jing Siyu was a little surprised, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, just tell me all the details, including how you contacted Boss He." Wan Zhan shook his head. He didn't say it was because of the online incident.

According to Jing Zhanheng's personality, the trending search should have been removed long ago.

But now...

He was also a little confused about what Jing Zhanheng wanted to do, so he could only ask Jing Siyu for all the details.

^

at the same time.

There is an abandoned railway at the dividing line between Taijiang City and the next city. The original platform is empty and very quiet.

Ten minutes later, several commercial vehicles with blurred license plates drove in.

Following closely behind a black car, it stopped at the platform.

The driver's window was open, and Driver Fu's cold and hard features were blurred by a layer of silver halo in the moonlight.

The door of the business car was opened with a swish, and seven or eight well-trained bodyguards in black got out of the car, a total of more than thirty people.

It was not until the disheveled middle-aged man was pulled out of the car that driver Fu slowly opened the door, stepped out of the car, and lit a cigarette with his lighter.

The car lights shone on the middle-aged man, with one arm hanging loosely.

He took a sip, held it between his index finger and thumb, looked at the man in black beside him, and said lightly: "Are you going to do it?"

The man lowered his head slightly and said respectfully, "He's not honest. I removed one of his arms when I brought him here, and I'm attaching it now."

"No need." Driver Fu smiled coldly and walked over.

Boss He's forehead was covered with fine beads of cold sweat. His mouth was wrapped with two circles of tape, and his scalp felt torn, which made him very uncomfortable.

Hearing the "clatter" sound of leather shoes on the ground, he struggled to raise his head.

A man whose features were blurred by smoke.

Driver Fu was wearing a white shirt and black suit pants today. He had one hand in his pocket and two buttons slightly unbuttoned, giving off the mature vibe of a man approaching forty.

The smoke was waved away by a manly hand, and he could see the man's face clearly.

"Mmmm--" Boss He's eyes were red with anger. He had met Jing Zhanheng before, so he naturally knew the identity of Driver Fu.

Hearing the sound of the car door opening behind him, Driver Fu subconsciously put out his cigarette.

Boss He stared at the car, something came to his mind, and a feeling of despair rose in his heart.

He had never regretted so much before. He shouldn't have listened to Jing Siyu in the first place!

But when he thought of what Jing Siyu said, he suddenly calmed down.

Especially when he saw that the person getting out of the car was not Jing Zhanheng, but a girl in a white dress, his body immediately relaxed.

"Miss." Driver Fu turned around and made way for her together with two rows of bodyguards.

Kyocera didn't say anything. She just glanced at Boss He indifferently, lowered her eyelashes, swiped the screen of her mobile phone, and then found a photo.

She was wearing a white dress, so she didn't squat down. Instead, she handed the phone to driver Fu, who understood and pointed the interface directly at Boss He's face.

The photo shows a woman holding a child.

With her back to a scenery of the airport, the woman's face was slightly pale, and she seemed to be looking somewhere, with panic reflected in her eyes.

As soon as Boss He saw the photo clearly, he heard a very cold voice in his ear.

"do you know it?"

Boss He's nerves, which had just relaxed, tensed up again.

He struggled violently.

Kyocera suddenly smiled.

That delicate and well-behaved face had a bit of frivolity, with raised eyebrows hinting at a smile, but it didn't look friendly or peaceful, instead it exuded a chilling coldness.

She looked down at him, "Do you know how easy it is to make someone with a weak spot despair?"

Boss He stared at her face, trying to see any hesitation or doubt in her eyes, but there was none, only indifference.

He closed his eyes and fell backwards to the ground.

Feelings of regret and confusion filled my heart.

She clearly said that neither Jing Zhanheng nor Jingci would attack him...

Kyocera took the wipes nonchalantly and wiped his fingers carefully.

"Let him talk."

Driver Fu casually rolled up his shirt sleeves and went over to tear off the tape on his mouth.

Boss He opened his eyes and seemed to feel no pain.