Seeing that Ling Yucheng's emotions were about to get out of control, Jiang Zexi urged nervously, "Okay, stop talking. You should leave first..."
Situ Jun was unwilling to leave. He had been inexplicably isolated and now beaten, yet he didn't even know what had happened.
"Alright, all of you, shut up."
At this moment, Ling Junye spoke with a somber face. He had just received news about what had happened.
He looked at Ling Yucheng with a dark expression and asked coldly, "Speak, what exactly happened."
Ling Yucheng ignored him and looked coldly at Situ Jun, his voice chilling to the bone, "If Xia Wantang and my mother are in trouble, I will make the entire Situ family pay with their lives."
The anger on Situ Jun's face instantly disappeared. His expression became grave, his eyes filled with confusion, questions, and disbelief.
But he knew Ling Yucheng; he would never speak without reason.
Ling Yucheng stared intently at him and recounted everything, including the incident with Lixiang Courtyard catching fire.
However, all of this was speculation, with no evidence.
But Situ Jun's complexion grew increasingly pale, eventually becoming frighteningly white.
Where in the world could such coincidences happen? Although there was no substantive evidence to prove that Situ Jing was involved, why did Situ Jing and Old Mrs. Situ happen to be looking for the fortune teller that day? And why did they specifically ask Xia Wantang to go to Lixiang Courtyard, only for it to catch fire, while she managed to escape?
Ling Yucheng looked at him deeply, his gaze sharp. "If Xia Wantang is in trouble, you know what will happen next. Their goal has been achieved, and my mother will appear soon."
As he spoke, he suddenly choked up, his eyes filled with pain.
"You know, she's pregnant! If anything happens to her, don't blame me for disregarding our brotherhood!"
Situ Jun was speechless, feeling utterly powerless.
This was the scene Li Bowen least wanted to see. He stepped forward, patted Situ Jun's shoulder, and then looked at Ling Yucheng.
"He's just heartless. What's the use of blaming him..."
Halfway through his sentence, Li Bowen also fell silent. He was Situ Jing's brother, the sole heir of the Situ family, how could he stay out of it?
Ling Yucheng didn't want to waste any more words with them. He coldly instructed, "Keep an eye on Situ Jun. Do not allow him any contact with the outside world."
Several bodyguards stepped forward, confiscated the phone from Situ Jun, and then guarded him closely.
Ling Junye watched Ling Yucheng leave with a heavy expression. He said nothing because there was nothing to say. If his daughter-in-law were truly in trouble, he would likely go mad and do anything. He could only instruct Li Bowen and Jiang Zexi to keep an eye on him and absolutely prevent him from acting impulsively. Bringing down the Situ family was not difficult, but it was not worth sacrificing himself and the entire Ling family.
Ling Yucheng quickly descended the mountain, his face ashen, his eyes dark and menacing, yet his brows furrowed with panic and urgency. His heart was in turmoil, chaotic, and in a pain like being cut by a knife. This fool, he had told her to stay home and not wander off, why was she so disobedient? He took the shortest path down, disregarding thorns and bushes. Soon, his clothes were torn, and a bloody gash appeared on his face. Li Bowen and Jiang Zexi followed closely behind him, struggling to keep up.
Halfway down the mountain, Ling Yucheng's phone suddenly rang. He numbly took out his phone, his steps never faltering as he rushed down. But when he saw the caller ID, he abruptly stopped, as if frozen in place.
Li Bowen almost couldn't stop, but Jiang Zexi behind him couldn't stop and collided, both falling to the side and tumbling into a heap. Ling Yucheng acted as if he couldn't see them. He held his phone with heavy breaths, his hand trembling as he pressed the answer button.
Xia Wantang's voice came from the other end of the line. She apologized, "I'm sorry, did I make you worry? But listen to me now, I'm fine, I'm very well, and the baby is also fine. I don't know if what I did was right, but I think I've figured something out. The person who kidnapped Mom was actually targeting me, right? So I took the liberty of hiding myself..."
The moment Ling Yucheng heard her voice, all his strength drained away. His legs gave out, and he swayed unsteadily, then fell directly to the ground, rolling uncontrollably down the slope. He didn't hear what Xia Wantang said afterward, only that she was fine.
"Yucheng!"
Li Bowen and Jiang Zexi cried out in alarm and quickly rushed after him.
Xia Wantang was now sitting on a large hotel bed. She frowned as she listened to the exclamations from the other end of the phone and couldn't help but call out worriedly, "Yucheng, are you okay? What's wrong?"
Ling Yucheng stopped rolling after hitting a tree. He lay on the ground, gripping his phone tightly. His back ached fiercely, but he paid no attention. He brought the phone to his ear, his voice filled with uncontrollable excitement.
"Tangtang."
Xia Wantang responded urgently, "I'm here, I'm here! How are you? Are you okay?"
Ling Yucheng laughed, his smile radiant, filled with a sense of relief and the feeling of having regained a treasure. He continued to call out, "Tangtang."
Xia Wantang continued to respond, "I'm here, what's wrong?"
"Tangtang."
"I'm here, I'm really fine."
The voice on the other end was unmistakably hers. Ling Yucheng asked several times, finally confirming that it was real, that it was truly her. Then, he couldn't help but get angry, "Do you know how worried I was? Why did you act on your own? If something had happened to you, what would I have done? You..." He finally choked up, unable to speak. A grown man, he was somewhat humble and somewhat pathetic.
Li Bowen and Jiang Zexi slumped beside him. Listening to the conversation, they understood everything. At this moment, they were even more disheveled than Ling Yucheng, covered in dirt, leaves, and injuries, their clothes tattered like beggars.
Xia Wantang said aggrievedly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you worry."
Hearing her pitiful tone, all his anger vanished. Ling Yucheng lay on the ground, unwilling to move. He asked hoarsely, "Where are you?"
"I'm at a hotel not far from Lixiang Courtyard. Oh, and tell Grandma quickly that I'm okay. Don't reveal my whereabouts to the public yet. I think Mom should be found soon."
"Okay, take care of yourself." Ling Yucheng regained his composure, but he was still shaken. "You're not allowed to do this again."
"I know, I won't do it again." Xia Wantang obediently agreed, not daring to anger him again.