Su Ding shook her head, feeling like she was overthinking things.
Just as she was about to pour a glass of water, her phone started buzzing in her pocket…
It was an unknown number.
She almost ignored it, but after the call automatically hung up, it dialed again, and a text message appeared on the screen.
—Want to know who let the cat out? Come out now.
Su Ding’s expression instantly turned solemn. She clutched her phone tightly, staring at the words.
The dead cat incident happened a while ago, but she hadn’t forgotten it.
This was a blatant threat, yet she didn’t even know what the other party was threatening her with…
She clenched her fist, her heart heavy.
“Buzz buzz…”
The phone began to vibrate like a death knell again. Just as Su Ding was about to decline the call, a text message popped up.
Su Xiao Rui, XX Kindergarten, Friday Art Class…
Su Ding’s heart leaped. This was information about her daughter!!!
This person was threatening her using Xiao Rui!
The previous cat was a warning; was Xiao Rui the next target?!
Su Ding no longer dared to hesitate. Her body instinctively propelled her from her seat!
This action immediately drew displeased glances from her tablemates.
“What are you doing? It’s improper!” Mother Jin’s face darkened.
“Excuse me, I need to go to the restroom.” Su Ding’s face was pale and equally unpleasant.
“Go ahead, go ahead.” Mother Jin was impatient.
Su Ding got up and walked out. As she passed the table of male guests, Jin Ye looked over, his eyes questioning what was wrong.
Su Ding shook her head and hurried out.
She wasn’t sure what would happen yet; she wanted to go and see for herself.
As soon as she exited the private room, her phone rang again.
Su Ding calmed herself, scanning the passing guests, but found nothing out of the ordinary.
Yet, she was certain she was within the mysterious person’s sight.
The phone in her hand vibrated incessantly. She decisively answered the call.
“Who exactly are you!”
“Come out the back door. Otherwise, what’s in the box at the entrance won’t be a cat anymore.”
The voice on the other end was indistinguishable, a harsh metallic sound, clearly spoken through a voice changer.
It seemed the other party was well-prepared.
Su Ding switched her phone to recording mode, asked a waiter for the location of the back door, and walked towards it step by step.
The hotel's back door was closed. Behind it was a dark alley, usually used by kitchen staff and service personnel.
It was dinner time, and there weren't many people around.
She pushed the door open. The alley was pitch black. A man stood under a lamppost in the distance.
His back was to her, and he was tall.
She gripped her phone and took a few steps forward, asking from a distance, “Was it you who did that?”
The man slowly turned his head.
His face was covered in knife scars, his skin dark, wearing a black t-shirt and work pants, grimy and exuding an aura of extreme danger.
Su Ding, being a woman, felt a surge of tension seeing such a person.
“Su Ding.” The man’s voice was very hoarse, his dark eyes locking onto Su Ding like a venomous snake.
Su Ding instinctively sensed that this man was different from ordinary thugs.
He was clearly imbued with a strong scent of blood and killing intent, a different breed from someone like her who had studied martial arts.
Her heart tightened, and she slowly retreated.
“What do you want with me?” Su Ding tried to stay calm.
“Someone wants your life.”
As the man spoke, his voice was hoarse and chilling, devoid of emotion, yet exuding an immense pressure.
Su Ding sneered, “A joke. Do you really think you’re the king of the world?”
The man was not provoked. Instead, he stared at Su Ding and advanced step by step.
“Did you just call me here to say this?” Su Ding narrowed her eyes, staring at him.
The man said no more. In an instant, he appeared before Su Ding!
His attack was as swift as lightning, directly grabbing Su Ding’s shoulder.
“Ah!”
Su Ding cried out in pain, her shoulder feeling like it was about to be crushed. She retaliated with a backhand, but her leg was kicked hard!
She lost her balance and knelt on the ground!
The man’s strength was terrifying, beyond that of an ordinary person.
Even the most agile combat techniques seemed vulnerable against such absolute power.
“Don’t resist, or you’ll suffer more.”
The scar-faced man suppressed Su Ding, his voice flat, without any fluctuation, more like a tool.
Su Ding gritted her teeth in pain, “What exactly do you want?”
She didn’t want to die, at least not in such an obscure manner.
The next second, an unknown spray was aimed at her face several times.
Almost instantly, Su Ding lost consciousness.
The scar-faced man said nothing, dragging her like an object towards the depths of the alley. The rough ground scraped Su Ding’s skin, drawing blood…