The middle-aged man finished saying this and strode forward, shoving Shen Ke aside with one hand.
Shen Ke’s body was frail and delicate. With that push, she instantly tumbled onto the cement ground. The pain shooting up from her buttocks made her eyes well up with tears.
Seeing this, Shen Mother’s expression darkened. She angrily scolded, “What are you doing!”
The middle-aged man bent down, grabbed Shen Mother by the hair, and yanked her up. His expression was terrifying. “Are you worried about that kid?”
“I never imagined you had such a kind heart. Then why didn’t you let me go when I knelt before you back then?”
“Now everything’s perfect. My wife is dead, and you’re all going to join her in the grave!”
Back then, his company had collapsed, leaving him saddled with astronomical debts.
His wife had taken the child and left, but later, after he was sent abroad, the creditors all came after his wife. In the end, she had committed suicide.
He only learned of these events after going through hell and high water to return to the country.
Shen Mother sneered. “Yang Chenhe, you were the one peddling half-finished drugs. Your company went bankrupt because you deserved it, and your wife’s death was indirectly your fault too. How dare you blame others?”
Back then, with the Yang family matter, she had sent Shen Yi to handle it. Yang Chenhe had indeed begged her personally, but she had chased him away.
A man peddling half-finished drugs deserved such an end.
The middle-aged man’s eyes instantly turned bloodshot. He slammed Shen Mother’s head against the ground with savage force. “I deserved it? Hah, yes, I deserved it. So let’s all die together!”
The cement ground was unforgiving. Shen Mother’s head struck it, and her skin split open at once, blood seeping out.
Shen Ke gritted her teeth and struggled fiercely, but the ropes binding her wrists were far too tight. Her wrists ached from the effort, and she burst into tears. “You can’t do this!”
The middle-aged man merely scoffed and yanked Shen Mother’s hair again, smashing her head toward the ground once more.
Shen Ke heard the dull thudding sounds, and fear gripped her heart. She was terrified that she would be next.
This man was terrifying.
[Tasker 56417, sorry I’m late.] The sudden electronic voice in her mind prompted Shen Ke to pour out all her grievances to the System.
[System! It’s all your fault! You said you’d be back soon, but I waited forever. I even got kidnapped, and my wrists hurt so much.]
[My feet hurt too. Waaah, my whole body hurts.]
The System’s voice grew solemn. Though its electronic tone betrayed no emotion, [I’m sorry, but I can only help you break the ropes.] It couldn’t assist the Tasker too much.
The direction of the small world was inextricably linked to the actions of the main characters.
If a kidnapping occurred, it meant that at some point, the main characters had done something to alter the plot.
As the System, it could not intervene in the storyline.
The last time it had helped Tasker 56417 escape, it had already received a warning.
Shen Ke sniffled, her gaze turning resolute. [Then hurry up and untie the ropes for me!]
System: [Okay.]
The ropes around her wrists and ankles snapped abruptly. Shen Ke did not change her position.
Instead, she kept low and awkwardly shuffled to the side of a chair, picking up a wooden stick.
The middle-aged man noticed Shen Ke’s movements. He curled his lip in mockery but paid her no further mind. What could an eighteen-year-old girl do with her hands and feet bound?
His attention returned to Shen Mother. Meeting those eyes blazing with fury brought him no satisfaction.
His family had been utterly destroyed. He would drag the culprits down to hell with him.
Shen Ke quietly stood up and crept behind the middle-aged man. The instant he turned his head, she raised the wooden stick and smashed it down viciously on the top of his head.
Shen Mother’s eyes widened. She roared, “Shen Ke! Run!” That amount of force couldn’t possibly knock Yang Chenhe out—it would only enrage him further.
Shen Ke bit her lower lip, her eyes and nose red and swollen. Shocked and terrified, tears streaming down her face, she raised the stick again and swung at the middle-aged man. “I hate kidnappers the most!”
But this time, a large hand gripped the other end of the stick.
The middle-aged man stood up, his eyes gleaming with murderous intent. “You should die! How did you get free!”
Shen Ke couldn’t help retreating two steps. She wasn’t brave at all—she was very timid.
She was still just a crybaby who would secretly sob after being bullied. “Let us go, quick!”
At that moment, someone burst in from outside.
“Dad, I can hear the police sirens. They’ve probably found us.”
The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes. “Ke Yao, come tie this one up—nice and tight. I’ll go check outside.”
The girl nodded. The middle-aged man went out, and the girl came in.
Shen Ke’s eyes were red as she stood in front of Shen Mother. “Are you going to bully me?”
The girl said nothing and simply stood guard at the door.
Shen Ke’s eyelashes trembled. She crouched down to untie Shen Mother, but the ropes were tied too tightly. Her hands turned red from pulling, yet the ropes didn’t budge.
Shen Mother said gravely, “Shen Ke has nothing to do with your family’s matters. Why did you have to kidnap her?”
The girl let out a soft laugh. “Are you really clueless, or just pretending? Your eldest daughter is so high-profile—how could we not notice Shen Ke?”
“But are you saying all this just to stall for time? It’s almost here. Soon, you’ll be coming with us.”
The sound of sirens grew clearer.
The man returned quickly. He strode in, grabbed Shen Mother by the collar, and hauled her up.
Noticing Shen Ke unbound nearby, the middle-aged man frowned. “Ke Yao, tie her up for me.”
The girl lowered her head and acknowledged.
Seeing this, Shen Ke tried to run, but the girl was faster, blocking her path.
Shen Ke was furious. “Get out of my way!”
The girl seized Shen Ke’s wrist with a death grip. In the second before Shen Ke could explode, she leaned close to Shen Ke’s ear and whispered, “I’ll tie it loosely for you. You can slip right out later.”
Shen Ke’s lips parted slightly. “You—”
The girl shook her head, took the rope, circled behind Shen Ke, and bound her.
Shen Ke could indeed feel it was loose— a slight tug would free her.
She and Shen Mother were both dragged out of the dark little room.
Only after leaving did Shen Ke realize they were in a warehouse.
It was vast and empty, littered with dilapidated metal equipment everywhere.
“Boom!” The warehouse doors burst open.
A group of fully armed police rushed in, their guns trained uniformly on Shen Ke’s group.
The middle-aged man burst into mad laughter. “Where are those Shen Family brats?!”
“Come out and see!” His expression bordered on insanity; anyone could tell his mental state was off.
The middle-aged man held a small knife to Shen Mother’s throat, forcing the police to hold back.
Feng Jian arrived and immediately spotted Shen Ke in the center, eyes red-rimmed. Shen Ke looked utterly disheveled—ill-fitting clothes and pants, messy hair, grimy cheeks.
Her heart clenched hard. Feng Jian pushed through the police to the front.
Her voice hoarse, she called, “Shen Ke.”
She had mobilized everyone at Shen Corporation and finally got a lead. She was the first to know, so she had rushed here with the police without delay.
She had been worried sick.
Shen Ke sniffled. The moment she saw Feng Jian, grievance twisted her lips. “Why’d it take you so long to find me!”
Feng Jian reached out toward Shen Ke. “I—”
“Don’t move! Anyone who comes closer, and I’ll kill her!” the middle-aged man bellowed suddenly. Then, to Feng Jian, “You’re this woman’s daughter, aren’t you?”
Feng Jian’s pale face was a mask of cold indifference. Her gaze never left Shen Ke. Seeing the girl standing behind her, Feng Jian’s eyes chilled. “What do we have to do to get you to let them go?”
Seeing Feng Jian not deny it, the middle-aged man released the knife with one hand while pulling a black button from his pocket with the other.
The knife stayed pressed to Shen Mother’s throat, so even as he let go, the police didn’t dare act.
The middle-aged man declared, “Let me share a surprise: I’ve planted tons of bombs here!”
The girl beside him looked visibly stunned, as if hearing this for the first time.
Shen Ke was so scared she burst into loud sobs. “I don’t want to be blown to bits! Waaah—” If only she had run the instant the task completed! Now she was going to die horribly.
The middle-aged man laughed triumphantly. “Hahaha, die, all of you!”
“Not good! Aim for his hand! Fire!” someone shouted urgently.
But it was too late. The instant the guns triggered, the middle-aged man pressed the button.
Feng Jian lunged at Shen Ke, shielding her head and pinning her tightly beneath her body.
She wasn’t good with words, but her love for Shen Ke was no less than anyone’s.
Shen Ke’s eyes flew wide. She never expected that in a moment like this, Feng Jian would rush to her first, holding her securely in her arms.
She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, bracing for the explosion.
One second, two seconds, three… more than ten seconds passed with no blast.
The middle-aged man froze. Blood had soaked the fabric at his shot shoulder, turning it dark.
Reacting, he tried to seize Shen Mother again, but this time the police were faster.
In the blink of an eye, he was pinned to the ground.
“This… this is impossible!!!” the middle-aged man roared. How could it be? He had definitely planted the bombs!
Shen Mother’s ropes were cut. She walked up to the man and, without a word, stomped her foot on his face. Blood smeared her sole, making her look as ferocious as a demon. Her gaze on the middle-aged man was like looking at a dead man. “Yang Chenhe, you might want to look forward to prison life.” She had the power to make him beg for life and death in vain.
Feng Jian helped Shen Ke up from the ground. She reached out as if to embrace her but ultimately stepped back two paces, lowering her head and softly soothing, “It’s okay now.”
Shen Ke hated her—she couldn’t do anything to upset Shen Ke.
Shen Ke stared at Feng Jian before her and wailed, breaking free of the ropes and throwing herself into Feng Jian’s arms, sobbing unrestrainedly. “I was so scared! Feng Jian, I was so scared!” Feng Jian might be a nutcase, but that moment’s desire to protect her was real.
The instant she was hugged, she felt Feng Jian trembling all over.
Feng Jian’s eyes reddened, tears falling silently.
In the end, she was just an eighteen-year-old girl.
“I’m scared too.”
“Scared of never seeing you again.”
The moment she heard about the bombs, her heart had shaken violently. She wasn’t afraid of dying—she just feared never seeing Shen Ke again.
The middle-aged man and the girl were both loaded into police cars.
Shen Mother watched the crying pair and understood something, but this time she simply turned away silently, saying nothing extreme.
Shen Ke clung to Feng Jian and refused to let go. She was timid, a crybaby who needed to be pampered and coddled.
Shen Ke looked up, her big watery eyes full of grievance. “Why won’t you hug me?” Her voice was hoarse and sticky.
Feng Jian’s eyelashes fluttered. “I-I’m afraid… afraid you’ll be mad. You h-hate me.”
Shen Ke sniffled hard, furrowing her brows fiercely. She grabbed Feng Jian’s hand and pressed it to her own face.
“You have to wipe my tears. You have to hug me. And kiss me too. I need comforting right now!”
Feng Jian pressed her lips together, turned her head away, and softly refused. “I’m sorry.”
“Last time I f-fell down the stairs, you were disgusted—by me. This time, I c-can’t… do it again.”
“If I did, you’d h-hate me even more.”
Shen Ke’s words were her deepest dream, but every time she acted on them, Shen Ke got angry. So this time, she refused.
Besides, someone like her didn’t deserve to touch Shen Ke that way. Even if her status had flipped upside down, she still felt inferior deep down.
Because of her own flaws.
“I’m sorry.”
Shen Ke’s face flushed with anger. Feng Jian actually dared to refuse her!
Fuming and aggrieved, her tears wouldn’t stop. “I want you to hug me and kiss me!” Hugs and kisses would steady her emotions, just like with Yue Lingqing back then.
The hand on Shen Ke’s cheek felt the wet heat. Feng Jian turned back, gazing into Shen Ke’s eyes. Those beautiful eyes brimmed with tears, angry and sad from her refusal.
Shen Ke crying was beautiful. Her face and body were filthy, like a cute little tabby cat.
This closeness was something Feng Jian had never dared imagine.
Her hands cupped Shen Ke’s soft face, while Shen Ke tilted her head up. They were so near that a simple dip of her head would let Feng Jian kiss those lips.
Shen Ke’s eyelashes were very long, her lips very moist. Feng Jian let out a breath and uncertainly asked, “C-Can I really…?”
Shen Ke nodded and gently rubbed her cheek against Feng Jian’s palm. The action was obedient, but her words were not at all obedient. Like a little firecracker, she said, “Stuttering fool, stop asking! I’ve already let you do it!”
With that, Shen Ke proactively leaned closer to Feng Jian’s face.
Feng Jian’s hands shook terribly. She slowly lowered her head and pressed her lips to Shen Ke’s.
Clumsily, she extended the tip of her tongue to lick Shen Ke’s lips, then quickly pulled away and hugged Shen Ke close to her chest.
Her ears were red as if dripping blood.
Her vacant gaze gained a trace of spirit. “Is this… okay?”
When Shen Ke was with others, she flew into a mad jealousy, her dark inner emotions surging violently. She wished she could hide Shen Ke away.
But when truly facing Shen Ke, she only wanted to treat her unconditionally well. Shen Ke was a princess high above, beautiful like the morning sun. If she broke her wings, then Shen Ke would no longer be Shen Ke.
In truth, she had considered how much of an eyesore she was and thought it might be better to just die. But she couldn’t bear to, because if she died, she would never see Shen Ke again.
“My first time… kissing someone—my technique is terrible, sorry.” Feng Jian stuttered on longer sentences, which made her seem very nervous.
Shen Ke’s voice rose, sweet and sticky with a sobbing tone. “Are you an idiot?” What kind of kissing technique was that? Licking once like a dog and then leaving.
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