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[fantasy novels] Time:2026-03-01 12:19:07 Source:CNGOLFILES Author:mystery novels Click:126times

"Xi Men Qian is still waiting for you to save her. I want to see her despairing face." It must be a beautiful sight, just like she was ten years ago.

Qi'angxiong also recalled how he had been bullied by Ximen Qian these past years. A smile curled up at the corner of his mouth as he said, "In that case, I really want to see her look like a stray dog."

Then he answered the phone.

When Jinxuan called Qiongxiong, she was actually prepared for him not to answer. She just didn't expect that after waiting for a while, the call would go through.

It's great that it worked, proving their efforts were not in vain.

Then she began to negotiate with the other party, hoping to exchange hostages for hostages.

But the other party's request filled Jin Xuan's heart with questions.

"Video? You want a video with Ximen Qian first?" Jinxuan once again confirmed with Qi Angxiong.

A firm voice came from the phone. Jinxuan's confusion grew deeper. She looked up at Ye Mingjue, seeing him nod and then agree to Qi Angxiong's request.

After hanging up the phone, Jinxuan looked at Ye Mingjue and asked, “What is this Qi Angxiong trying to do?”

"We'll know tonight." Ye Mingjue said nonchalantly.

Jinxuan nodded, thinking to herself: "I always feel like there's going to be some juicy gossip tonight."

A few scattered stars hung in the dark sky, and a half-hidden moon cast a soft glow, but An Xiaonuan had no heart to appreciate it. She was staring intently at Ximen Qian and her phone screen with nervous energy.

She wonders what her little treasure is up to now. Is she well-fed? Has she fallen ill? Has she been hurt by anyone? Where is she now...?

Ye Mingjue sat beside An Xiaonuan, his large hand constantly transferring heat to his wife beside him as a gesture of comfort, but his eyes were fixed on the phone in Ximen Qian's hands.

The room was packed with people, all eyes glued to the tiny screen of their phone, hoping to see who they wanted to see.

In a moment, the video call connected, but all that appeared on the screen was Qiangxiong and the woman in his arms.

"Qiangxiong, who is she? You two dogs dare to steal sunshine behind my back!" Ximen Qian said with hatred on her face, not showing the slightest sign of a prisoner.

Qi Angxiong saw Xi Menqian so excited, and unlike before, he didn't show a flattering smile, but instead leaned down and kissed the woman's cheek, saying, "You also saw it, I'm in the land of softness now, no time to save you, just fend for yourself."

"Qiangxiong, don't forget everything you have now was given to you by me. How can you betray me? Aren't you afraid of my Ximen family finding trouble with you?" Ximen Qian shouted in disbelief, her voice sharp like nails scraping against metal, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Do you think you were redeemed last time for any reason other than to get the bank password from you? Now that you've served your purpose, what do I need you for? By the way, the Xi Men family you keep talking about can barely save themselves now. Do you really expect them to care about a useless pawn like you?" Qiangxiong took another swig of his drink.

The woman who had been sitting quietly in his arms turned her head and looked at Xi Men Qian, saying, "How can you be so brazenly accusing him after treating Ang Xiong like this all these years? Don't those men you see outside know? They've just been putting up with you. Do you really think Ang Xiong loves you?"

Contempt filled her eyes, her red lips parting and closing as they shredded Xi Men Qian's face to pieces.

Xi Men Qian looked at that woman's face, the more she looked, the more familiar it felt, and then suddenly widened her eyes and shouted: "Aren't you Qi Angxiong's assistant? You're a woman?"

You're right, this woman became much prettier after putting on makeup, but her features are still the same, especially those eyes. They look exactly like West Gate Qian's!

"Qi'angxiong, you ungrateful wretch! I was the one who helped you get to where you are today, and this is how you treat me? You..."

Ye Mingjue really didn't want to hear the foul language coming from Xi Menqian's mouth. He lowered his head to look at Ye Ziyu, who was engrossed in his computer, and asked, "Is it done yet?"

Ye Ziyu nodded and said, "Just a little bit more, hold on for another minute."

Jin Xuan was looking at the grand opera with great interest. Hearing Ye Zi Yu's words, she immediately became serious.

"There are still children here! How vulgar is it for Ximen Qian to speak like that!" Then she quickly walked over and took the phone from Ximen Qian's hand.

"Qiang Xiong, so it seems you wouldn't agree to changing the hostages, would you?" Jinxuan asked Qiang Xiong, who looked very pleased.

"Yes, so tell Ye Mingjue to prepare the documents and send them over obediently. Otherwise, both his daughter and mother won't live long." Qi Angxiong now felt the dawn of victory and said confidently.

Jinxuan was speechless. This was just like the real-life version of "The Farmer and the Snake." Ximen Qian had cultivated Qiangxiong to his current position, but in the end, he was betrayed by him. Although Ximen Qian wasn't a good person, he had at least shown kindness to Qiangxiong. As a result, he was so ruthlessly abandoned.

What a heartless jerk!

After a few heated exchanges, she saw Ye Ziyu lightly nod his head. Jinxuan quickly ended the conversation with Qi Angxiong.

Xi Men Qian had already been dragged away with her mouth covered, at this moment only Ye Ming Jue, An Xiao Nuan, Jin Xuan, and three children were left in the room.

They all looked at Ye Ziyu, who was holding a computer, their eyes filled with hope.

Yè Zǐyù took off the radiation-proof glasses from his nose bridge and said to a room full of people, “We did it.”

Everyone's face was filled with relief.

Compared to the relatively relaxed atmosphere of the villas, the Italian night markets exude decay and despondency everywhere.

Ruan Qingchen was drinking at the bar again.

Red lights and green wine, strong alcohol and thick smoke, demons dancing wildly.

In such a crowd, Ruan Qingchen didn't feel so uncomfortable.

Look, there are so many people who rely on alcohol to get by. It's not just him; it's nothing big deal.

And when he was drunk, he felt that he saw her figure standing still.

She was looking at herself laughing.

A dazed infatuation flickered in Ruan Qingchen's eyes. In the blink of an eye, the woman before him transformed into a stranger.

This woman's body was still moving closer to him.

"Get out." Ruan Qingchen said to the woman with disgust.

The woman, finding this man so rude, muttered a few insults and, holding her drink, went to find another target.

Ruan Qingchen drank cup after cup from his glass, and after finishing, he wanted to call the waiter for a few more bottles. Before he could even speak, however, he felt a discomfort in his stomach.

He staggered toward the restroom, his footsteps familiar and practiced.

As he walked through the security checkpoint, he saw the back of a woman who seemed to be smoking. The wind was blowing towards him, and he could smell some smoke.

Ruan Qingchen frowned, this woman was so strange. There were so many people smoking in the bar, why did she come here to smoke? But he quickly thought to himself that he was meddling in other people's business and didn't think about it anymore, running to the bathroom.

After emptying his stomach, Ruan Qingchen felt much clearer. After splashing cold water on his face several times, the figure from just now suddenly appeared in his mind.

He knew exactly why he cared about that figure just now! Because the woman's back looked so much like Liu Jing!

He had never smoked in front of him.

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