Since there was only this room on the second floor here, Wa Zicong quickly closed the door. Lin Yishan inside the room was already dumbfounded, standing there like a wooden figure, unable to move. When Wa Zicong climbed onto the windowsill, preparing to jump from the second floor, she only then remembered, reaching out to grab him, not letting him leave.

The door, with a creak, opened, and a gust of black wind swept in.

Lin Yishan let out a sharp scream as the shadow pounced on her, effortlessly clamping its fingers around her frail neck.

"No, don’t kill me—" Lin Yishan’s forehead was drenched in cold sweat, "Wait, you guys, I know you, have you forgotten? Before, you cooperated with Robbie, it was I who made the introduction, I’m one of yours."

Because Wa Zicong was unable to leave, held back by her, when the masked man entered, he could only helplessly come down from the windowsill, interlacing his hands behind his head, listening to what Lin Yishan was saying.

Anyone could tell that Lin Yishan had taken the same path as Lin Jiale, colluding with those who dwell in the darkness. Truly, seeing is believing, despite having Lin Jiale as a precedent, she still went foolishly towards them unknowingly.

Like father, like daughter, one could only say.

As Wa Zicong thought of these things, it seemed he could already foresee the outcome.

Sure enough, Lin Yishan immediately revealed the whereabouts of her painting and said, "Rest assured, only I have seen that painting, no one else has."

After her words fell silent, there was suddenly a cracking sound in the room, like the sound of human bones being snapped forcibly.

Wa Zicong lowered his eyes and could see the shadow of a body falling to the floor.

So, he had told her to quickly get rid of the painting, and if she hadn’t been wasting time here with him just now, maybe this wouldn’t have been the outcome. The result was, in the end, she did not possess Gu Nuan’s cleverness and wisdom and ended up destroying herself.

*

The news about Erhouzi being kidnapped was like walls without cracks; very quickly, everyone in the circle had heard of it.

The colleagues at Gu Nuan’s company, who had fought together from the brink of death, were like brothers and sisters, and when they heard this news, each one felt it deeply. Thinking of Erhouzi’s lively, spirited little face, Sister Yao was the first to feel a sour nose, almost bursting into tears.

Fang Yongxing glared at her, and Sister Yao immediately held back her tears, knowing that crying right now was definitely not the thing to do.

A group of people, without working, gathered together, discussing whether they could help in any way. After all, lives were at stake, no amount of money was as important as life itself.

However, even the most admired Gu Nuan couldn’t come up with a good solution at the moment, so how could they be of any help? The group was there, worrying.

No one expected a phone call to come through to Chen Jiaming’s phone at that moment.

When Chen Jiaming answered the call, it turned out to be someone who hadn’t contacted him in ages, the third Xiao sibling, Xiao Shuju. What could Xiao Shuju be looking for him for at this time?

Only to hear Xiao Shuju anxiously exclaiming over the phone, "Mr. Chen, have you heard the news? My nephew’s news."

"Yes, I just found out." Chen Jiaming pondered.

"I just heard it too," Xiao Shuju, while talking, started berating herself, "When I was on the phone with my sister-in-law before, how did I not sense it? God, am I really such an unreliable person? She and Yebai both didn’t tell me!"

Chen Jiaming didn’t know how to explain it to her.

Xiao Shuju continued speaking herself, "Now that I hear even you don’t know, I feel they’re not treating me like an idiot, but are worried that spreading the news would disturb the elders, don’t you think?"