rembling of her body that was all too real.The night owl's fist, which was raised in the air, froze mid-swing. Finally, in response to her sobs, it slowly lowered.A hand stained with blood covered her...This phone call was only a few minutes long, and Lin Shanger didn't have time to think it through. She couldn't figure out what methods the old man on the other end of the line would use to take her away.

Not until three days later, on a dark and windy night, did several men in black break into her room, knocking out the nurse who was watching over her, and forcibly taking her away.

After a few minutes, Ye Xiao, who was busy with work, received news that Lin Shan'er had been kidnapped.

By the time the night owl arrived at the scene, the unconscious servant had woken up and told the bodyguard what happened.

Standing in Lin Shan'er's room, Ye Xiao furrowed his sword brows, his face cold and grim as he listened to the bodyguard's recounting. His expression grew increasingly dark.

He barked the order, "Find out who took him."

Even if the night owl harbors no affection for Lin Shan'er or the child she carries, he will not allow them to be put in any danger because of him.

Meanwhile, the Night Owl's men were searching everywhere. On the other hand, Lin Shanger had already left silently on a boat under the escort of the black-clothed men.

A day later, she successfully arrived in Nanjiang and got the clue provided by the anonymous person.

Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel, Lin Shan'er gazed out at the sky, her fingers unconsciously fiddling with her newly purchased phone, pondering the words the anonymous person had just told her.

Lin Jinian is at the convalescent home, investigating the cause of her mother's death.

Lin Shan'er curled her red lips and let out a cold, disdainful snort.

The phone in his hand lightly bumped against the window, making a crisp, "dong" sound.

She must take good advantage of this opportunity to completely eliminate Lin Jinyan from this world.

As for the anonymous person's demand to keep her alive, Lin Shanger had already decided to go along with it. At that time, she would just pretend that Lin Jinran had recklessly died accidentally.

What can an anonymous person do to her

It's time to settle all accounts.

"Achoo." Lin Jinran sneezed loudly, furrowing his handsome brows and rubbing his nose helplessly with his finger.

Was she too cold yesterday because she forgot to close the window when she went to sleep She sneezed three times today.

Just as I was thinking, the phone on the table vibrated, and a strange number appeared on the screen.

Lin Jinran hesitantly picked up her phone, pressed the answer button, and politely asked, "Hello"

"Is this Miss Lin" A slightly gravelly voice, belonging to a middle-aged woman, came from the receiver. "This is Jianle Kangfu Center. You called here this morning."

"Yes, yes." Lin Jinran immediately nodded in response.

She did contact the Rehabilitation Center this morning. The staff member said that the person who could check past records was not available and asked for her information, promising to call her back in the afternoon when the relevant person returned.

Lin Jinran thought it was an excuse at the time, as several sanatoriums had already sent her away like this.

I never thought this nursing home would actually come!

The middle-aged woman on the phone continued, "Are you trying to find out if Liu Fengqing has a check-in record, right"

Lin Jindian nodded, “Yes, that’s right. I want to know if she had stayed at your esteemed institution a year ago.”

"Yes, she did live here for a while a year ago." A calm voice drifted into Lin Jinran's ear through the receiver.

In an instant, Lin Jinran's whole person was excited. "She really lived here"

"Yes."

This message was too important for Lin Jinran, he found the nursing home where his mother lived, which was equivalent to completing most of the work.

She politely continued to inquire, "Could you tell me specifically how long she stayed, and why she left" to touch Fu Shaoqing. She asked in a very soft voice, "Does it hurt" 。"It's fixed now, it's much better." 。Fu Shaoqing lowered his head to answer her, then looked at Chu Xin's wrist. He saw a red mar...