Chapter 1 The Hospital
In a high-class hospital room, Wang Mengyao, holding a bowl of rice and sitting by the hospital bed, called out to her sister Wang Chulin as she walked in. However, Wang Anrong, lying on the hospital bed, let out a heavy snort.
Wang Chulin nodded to her sister, carrying the carefully prepared Chinese medicinal chicken soup. This was a nourishing soup she had consulted Wan Yunting about for her father's recovery. She smiled and said, "Dad, this is the Chinese medicinal chicken soup I stewed. Please have some."
"Take it away, I'm not drinking it..."
Wang Anrong waved his hand, directly knocking over the soup container Wang Chulin was holding. The chicken soup spilled and flowed all over the floor. Wang Chulin's face paled. Seeing her father's furious expression, he roared, "And, I am not your father. I, Wang Anrong, do not have a daughter like you!"
"Dad..."
Wang Chulin's heart trembled, her voice quivering.
"I want to sever our father-daughter relationship. Get out, get out of here..." Wang Anrong said emotionally, shouting at her.
Wang Chulin's tears immediately welled up, and she sobbed uncontrollably, knowing that her father was furious because Wan Dongming had become the chairman of Wang Group and was determined to disown her.
"Dad, what's wrong, Dad..."
Seeing Wang Anrong become too agitated, he fainted. Terrified, Wang Chulin and Wang Mengyao quickly called for doctors and nurses to come and rescue him...
Outside, Wang Chulin was weeping bitterly. She never expected her relationship with her parents to deteriorate to this extent.
At this moment, the doctor came out, "The patient's condition is very unstable. You must not stimulate him anymore."
"Okay, Doctor, thank you..."
Hearing that her father had been rescued, the sisters breathed a sigh of relief. Then Wang Chulin asked, "Where's Mom?"
"I don't know. She went out at noon and hasn't come back. I called her earlier, and her phone was off. I guess she's still causing trouble at the company," Wang Mengyao shook her head.
But Wang Chulin raised her eyebrows and said, "I just came from the company and didn't see her."
"Then she's probably at home."
"Mm, then you take care of Dad first, I'll go home and check," Wang Chulin nodded, saying no more, and turned to leave.
However, they did not know that Zheng Peihui was currently lying in a warehouse. Then the door opened, and several masked men walked in. One of them, wearing a wolf mask, was Wan Yunting, who had just arrived.
"Water."
As he spoke, a subordinate wearing a mask immediately brought over a basin of water. Wan Yunting took it and directly splashed it onto Zheng Peihui's head on the ground. She woke up instantly. When she tried to wipe the water from her face with her hands, Zheng Peihui discovered that her hands were tied with ropes.
So she shook the water droplets from her face. When she opened her eyes...
Suddenly, a wolf's head appeared before her eyes. Terrified, Zheng Peihui screamed, "Ah!" She tried to get up, but her feet were also tied together with a rope, making it impossible for her to get up.
"Heh, I thought you didn't know what fear was!" Wan Yunting, wearing the wolf mask, sneered in a low voice.
Zheng Peihui, calming herself down, looked at the person in front of her with panicked eyes. She couldn't recognize his voice and said anxiously, "Who are you, why did you capture me, what do you want..."
Wan Yunting squatted down, a sinister smile on his lips. "What do you think we want to do by kidnapping you?"
At this moment, Zheng Peihui's eyes could not hide her panic. She said fearfully, "No, don't rape me..."
...Rape
Wan Yunting and Meng Hu were speechless.
Although Zheng Peihui was still well-maintained, her plump figure really didn't arouse any interest.
"Auntie, you're too confident," Wan Yunting chuckled.
"Auntie!"
This address made Zheng Peihui stunned. Wan Yunting's image instantly jumped into her mind. Then she stared intently at the person wearing the wolf mask. From his build, he was the same as the rapist, but she couldn't see his face, and his voice was different.
*Slap!*
Wan Yunting immediately slapped her. "What are you thinking? We know you're a rich wife, so we want to extort some money from you."
The slap was very heavy. Four finger marks immediately appeared on Zheng Peihui's left cheek. Now she finally understood that these people had captured her to extort money.
"Okay, okay, how much money do you want? I can give it all to you," Zheng Peihui said excitedly.
"Not much, one hundred million!"
Wan Yunting raised his palm and smiled.
"What, one hundred million..."
Zheng Peihui's eyes widened, and she looked at him in disbelief, then screamed, "Why don't you go rob a bank? I don't have one hundred million..."
*Slap!*
Then Wan Yunting slapped her right cheek. He grunted, "Don't think we don't know you're the wife of Wang Anrong, the chairman of Wang Group. With such a large company, how could he not have one hundred million?"
With four more finger marks on her right cheek, Zheng Peihui became completely flustered. "We, our Wang Group has already been acquired. My husband is no longer the chairman, and he is currently lying in the hospital... Also, our Wang family doesn't have that much money. Let alone one hundred million, we can't even come up with ten million. Can you ask for less?"
*Slap!*
"Are you negotiating business with me?"
Wan Yunting slapped her again. Zheng Peihui cried, "Big brother, our family really doesn't have that much money. Please let me go, sob sob..."
Meng Hu, wearing a tiger mask, said, "Boss, she's right. The current chairman of Wang Group is not her husband, but their Wang family's son-in-law, Wan Dongming!"
"Son-in-law, isn't that still their Wang family!"
Wan Yunting was wiping his hands with a piece of paper, as Zheng Peihui's face had too much powder, and he had gotten powder on his hands after slapping her a few times. He said with a sinister smile, "Your son-in-law is the chairman now, so he must have one hundred million. Here, give me her phone, and I'll call her son-in-law directly..."
As he spoke, Meng Hu handed Zheng Peihui's phone to him. Wan Yunting unlocked the screen, then entered the secret password to unlock it. He opened the contacts and asked, "What's your son-in-law's name?"
"Useless..."
*Slap!*
Wan Yunting slapped her without hesitation. "Who the hell are you calling useless?"
Zheng Peihui was scared into tears by him. "No, no, I mean my son-in-law is called Useless..."
*Slap!*
Another slap. Wan Yunting cursed, "If you call your own son-in-law useless, do you think he can redeem you with one hundred million?"
Zheng Peihui's cheeks were swollen and red, burning with pain. She said fearfully, "He, he might not be able to come up with one hundred million..."
"I don't care. He's the chairman now. I'm calling him now. Even if you have to beg, you must beg him for one hundred million, or I'll kill you right now!" Wan Yunting said in a low voice, with a sinister smile.
Meng Hu next to him immediately drew out a watermelon knife, frightening Zheng Peihui to the point of terror. She trembled and said, "Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
"Then beg him properly."
As he spoke, Wan Yunting had already found his second brother's phone number and called it. He then threatened Zheng Peihui, "Also, you can't expose us. If you dare to say half a word of asking for help, I'll slit your throat!"
"Yes, yes, yes, I won't say it, I won't say it..."
Zheng Peihui looked at the long watermelon knife in Meng Hu's hand, terrified and bewildered, trembling.
At this time, Wan Dongming, who was still at the company, frowned when he saw the incoming call number on his phone. But then he suddenly thought of something and picked up the phone. "Hello..."
Hearing the voice on the other end, Wan Yunting turned on the speakerphone and handed it to Zheng Peihui. He took the watermelon knife from Meng Hu and held it to her neck. Terrified, she trembled and said, "Hello, Dongming, I'm your mom, I want to talk to you about something..."