On the day of her return to China, she was tied up and coaxed by the richest man to get her marriage

Yu Jinchao sat by the west window, looking down at the ring on his hand, stroking it carefully.

The emerald green water was crystal clear, without a single impurity, and soft light streamed in from the window, casting a hazy, dreamlike glow upon it.

Her heart was pounding in her chest, as if it would jump out of her throat at any moment.

How could the thumb ring given to my mother by her maternal family belong to my senior brother?

Could it be that my senior brother is a relative of my mother's family?

But, isn't my senior brother a member of the Bo family?

I've never heard of anyone from the Bo family going missing.

Yu Jinzhao was in a complete mess, his thoughts were stuck in a quagmire, and he couldn't sort them out at all.

"Xiao Bao, come eat with Grandpa." Gu Xiao came from behind and called out to Yu Jinzhao affectionately.

Yu Jinzhao gripped the ring tightly, looked at him with bewildered eyes, and then stepped forward as if waking from a dream, asking, "Grandpa, have you seen this ring before?"

Gu Xiao glanced at it, his thick, dark eyebrows twitching slightly. He said with considerable surprise, "Isn't this the ring Yun Sheng has been looking for? How did it end up with you?"

"Take a closer look, is this really my senior brother's thumb ring?"

Yu Jinzhao swallowed hard, his previously steady breathing suddenly becoming erratic, and his throat felt dry and tight.

Gu Xiao said with certainty, "There is no mistake. When Yun Sheng was just a little kid, his aunt, a renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor, brought him to me to become my apprentice. At that time, this thumb ring was on the hand of the renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor."

Yu Jinzhao was stunned, her eyes darting around as her heart pounded.

"You mean this thumb ring was originally worn by a renowned traditional Chinese medicine master?"

"You've forgotten that your grandfather is an expert in collecting antiques. I never forget any antique that passes through my sight."

Gu Xiao stroked his chin, recalling the scene, and a slight smile appeared on his face.

"I wanted to take a few more glances, but that kid Yunsheng thought I was going to take it from his aunt. He was like a wolf cub, saying that it was for his aunt and that I, this old geezer, shouldn't even think about it."

Yu Jinzhao had considered that the thumb ring might belong to his senior brother's friend, or some distant relative...

Since there are no missing persons in the Bo family, her mother could not possibly have any connection with the Bo family.

But now we have received an even more shocking answer.

The owner of this thumb ring was actually a renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor.

But this is clearly Mom's.

"But this ring belongs to my mother. Are you sure you're not mistaken?" Yu Jinzhao's expression betrayed his shock and disbelief.

Gu Xiao was also taken aback upon hearing this, "Your mother?"

He paused, took the ring seriously, flipped it to the bottom, glanced at it, and frowned, saying...

“The cloud pattern carving is consistent, I’m not mistaken… So you are the daughter of the renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor, the sister Yun Sheng has been searching for.”

Yu Jinzhao had just made this guess, but it was very subtle. Now that Gu Xiao had revealed it so bluntly, Yu Jinzhao was deeply shaken.

"But my mother passed away when I was twelve years old, which is different from the time of death of the two renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctors."

"This is rather strange."

Gu Xiao seemed to be deep in thought.

In the eyes of the Bo family, the renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor died more than 20 years ago after falling into a bridge in a car accident.

However, Yun Sheng said that he had met a renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor more than ten years ago, but the doctor died in a fire.

And now, the thumb ring that originally belonged to the master of traditional Chinese medicine has appeared in Xiao Bao's hands.

Xiao Bao said it was her mother's, so her mother must be a renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor.

But her mother passed away eleven years later.

How can a person die three times?

This is simply unbelievable!

Yu Jinzhao couldn't understand it. She stared intently at Gu Xiao, her emotions running high. "Have you ever met the renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor? What does she look like? What's her name?"

“She never shows her face in public, only her fox-like eyes are visible, very similar to yours.” Gu Xiao slowly opened his lips, paused for a moment, and said, “Her name is Thin Mist.”

mist……

Yu Jinzhao's breathing quickened instantly as he heard a chattering sound coming from the windowsill.

A few sparrows stood there peeking out, as if her thoughts had suddenly plunged into the turbulent depths of the sea.

She took a few steps back and braced herself against the side table with both hands to avoid falling over in her excitement.

Her mother's name is also Thin Mist...

There are too many people with the surname Bo; she had never even considered the Bo family before…

But now.

A thumb ring, a name, and the similar fox-like eyes that Grandpa mentioned...

Her eyes are inherited from her mother.

Her mother lived a secluded life, and her expertise in traditional Chinese medicine was never revealed to the public.

Both of them possessed the same air of mystery.

This includes the jade bracelet that Bo Hanzhang previously possessed.

Layer upon layer of the same factors seemed to be telling me that my mother had a close connection with a renowned traditional Chinese medicine doctor…

It might be the same person!

But why are there different times of death...?

Her emotions were like boiling oil, rising and falling, unspeakably hot.

*

The answer will only be found when Si Qing and the others bring Gu Yunsheng back safely.

This wait lasted for a whole day and a night.

Yu Jinzhao was unable to calm down and stayed on the veranda closest to the entrance, waiting to meet them as soon as possible.

I couldn't get through to Si Qing and the others by phone; they probably got their signal blocked once they entered Black Ridge City.

Even knowing she couldn't get through, she still dialed unconsciously. Only by listening to the busy tone could she barely vent her overwhelming panic...

It rained late at night, and my phone ran out of battery several times.

When Grandpa Wen came over to persuade Yu Jinzhao to rest, he was unsuccessful. Helpless and heartbroken, he draped a large coat over her shoulders.

Yin Zhuo didn't dare to persuade her, and stood in front of her with an umbrella to shield her from the rain.

The temperature in the deep mountains is quite low at night, especially after it rains, when it feels even colder and more like snow.

Even wrapped in a thick coat, Yu Jinchao still couldn't feel warm.

She sat on the veranda, hugging her knees, her eyes unfocused and vacant.

Huge amounts of rain cascaded down the ancient eaves, splashing water droplets that made people even more agitated.

She clasped her hands together, the rings on her fingers warm from being squeezed, and silently prayed for their safe return.

Gu Xiao didn't get any rest either, and kept trying to contact the elder in charge of Black Ridge City, but the other party stopped replying.

Gu Xiao suppressed his temper and decisively contacted the Gu family's dark web, beginning a comprehensive attack on Black Ridge City's firewall.

As dawn breaks, the sunlight pierces through the deep mountains, bringing a touch of splendor to the courtyard.

The heavy rain turned into a misty drizzle, dense and sticky, drifting through every corner of the courtyard.

Yu Jinzhao stayed up all night, her face turned pale, and she felt completely cold.

Grandpa Wen held out a cup of hot milk to her frozen hands. Holding the milk, she asked in a hoarse voice, "Have you made contact yet?"

Grandpa Wen shook his head.

Yu Jinzhao's temples throbbed, and he put down the milk and ran to the study.

Just as he ran over, the study door opened, and Gu Xiao walked out.

He gripped the scepter, his face pale, dark circles under his eyes, and looked at his granddaughter, whose eyes were red from lack of sleep, before making his decision.

"We can't wait any longer. Xiao Bao, contact Red Scorpion and head straight to Black Ridge City to demand our people back."

Yu Jinzhao, panting, her eyes gleaming, said, "But we don't understand their mechanisms..."

"I've already had my men breach their firewall; let's hurry."

Both father and son had impatient tempers, and with stern faces, they walked out hand in hand.

From afar, they saw Grandpa Wen hurrying over, shouting in a strong voice, "They're back! They're back!"

*

When Yu Jinzhao ran outside the mansion, he happened to see Bo Xingzhou and Bo Sibai helping Gu Yunsheng out of the car.

Both of them were pale, as if something terrible had happened.

Yu Jinzhao jogged forward and immediately smelled a strong stench of blood.

The nerves that had relaxed a little tensed up again.

Looking down, one could see that half of Gu Yunsheng's body was stained red with blood, which dripped down his sleeve and onto the ground, a shocking sight.

Her eyes trembled as she cried out, "What's wrong, Senior Brother?"

Gu Yunsheng was in a daze, breathing weakly, and had lost consciousness, not responding to her.

"He was shot in the heart and needs immediate medical attention!" For the first time, Bo Sibai's usually calm tone was tinged with urgency and anxiety.

Gu Xiao walked up from behind, looking at Gu Yunsheng with a worried expression, and said in a calm tone, "Help him to the medical room with me."

He led the way forward and said methodically to Grandpa Wen, "Arrange for a medical team to come over immediately."

Grandpa Wen agreed and immediately contacted the medical team.

Bo Sibai and Bo Xingzhou immediately helped Gu Yunsheng inside.

Yu Jinzhao swayed, about to follow, when suddenly, the man's lean and strong arm rested on her lower back.

The familiar cool aroma invaded her taste buds, dispelling the strong smell of blood and giving her an immediate sense of belonging.

With a slight flutter in her heart, she turned around and met Si Qing's dark and captivating eyes.

He was still wearing the black trench coat he had worn the day before, its fluttering in the morning breeze.

His body temperature was extremely cold, but his gaze, fixed on her, contained a soft warmth, giving her a warmth that belonged only to him.

"Don't worry too much, he'll be fine."

He simply helped her steady herself, then restrained himself and let go of her hand. His tall, slender figure stood behind her like a pine tree, intentionally or unintentionally protecting her.

Although it had only been a few dozen hours since they last met, she felt a sense of relief, as if she had found something she had lost.

Even a glance at him feels precious.

She bit her lip, unable to hide her concern, and took his wrist in her hand. "What happened? Are you alright?"

Yin Zhuo came to Si Qing's side, seemed to see something, and opened his mouth as if to speak.

Si Qing's fingertips trembled slightly as he felt her delicate skin. He restrained himself and refrained from taking the initiative.

The man's expression was habitually cold and knowing, but his tone was extremely gentle.

"It's nothing, let's check on your senior brother first, okay?"

Yu Jinzhao nodded, feeling the cold, hard wrist of his, which inexplicably gave her a great deal of strength.

Seeing this, Yin Zhuo hesitated and shut his mouth, then followed the two to the medical room.

When they went in, the medical team had already arrived. The attending physician took off Gu Yunsheng's clothes, stopped the bleeding, and put on oxygen and equipment.

When Yu Jinzhao saw the gunshot wound in his chest, his breathing became heavy and his heart ached terribly.

"Give the patient a CT scan and schedule surgery," the doctor instructed his assistant.

Bo Sibai clenched his fists and asked worriedly, "Doctor, how is my brother?"

"The bullet hit the patient's heart. I need to pinpoint the location before I can remove the bullet. You can go outside and wait."

Bo Sibai knew that the Gu family's private doctor was very capable, so he entrusted Gu Yunsheng to him with peace of mind.

The door to the medical room closed, and they waited anxiously outside.

Bo Xingzhou pulled a cigarette out of his pocket, but before he could light it, Si Qing glanced over and said in a calm but unapproachable tone, "If you want to smoke, go somewhere else."

Bo Xingzhou paused for a moment before noticing Yu Jinzhao, then put the lighter back in his hand and put the cigarette directly in his mouth.

Gu Xiao leaned on his scepter, taking in everyone's expressions before his gaze settled on Bo Sibai's face. "What happened? How did he get injured?"