The Ice King's Little Trouble Maker-Chapter 568 - 532 Fighting

For the first time, Qiao Yuxian saw a glimmer of hope about things from fifty or sixty years ago.

But this hope was quickly extinguished by Zhao Shimeng’s three words, "I don’t know."

In fact, Qiao Yuxian was a bit taken aback, not sure what her "I don’t know" really meant.

Why would Sheng Chendong’s father, Zhao Shimeng, say she didn’t know?

Qiao Yuxian frowned and looked at her, asking, "What do you mean you don’t know?"

"I don’t know who he is," Zhao Shimeng said.

"You’ve never seen him?" Qiao Yuxian asked.

"I’ve seen him," Zhao Shimeng said. "But I don’t know what he looks like."

Qiao Yuxian frowned again.

Zhao Shimeng said, "From the first time I met him, he was always wearing a silver mask. I’ve never seen his face."

"Not even a name?" Qiao Yuxian asked.

"No," Zhao Shimeng replied. "There’s not a single piece of information about his father in Sheng Chendong’s files, and Sheng Chendong never told me."

Qiao Yuxian was silent for a moment, then said, "Sheng Chendong has such an obscure identity, and you don’t even know who his father is. Yet you still dared to follow him and marry him. You really have guts."

Zhao Shimeng lowered her head, looking at the photo in her hand, without saying a word.

Qiao Yuxian asked again, "Where did you meet him?"

"At a small park on A Continent," Zhao Shimeng said. "The first time I saw that person, Sheng Chendong had us wait at that park. In less than fifteen minutes, someone came to take us."

Zhao Shimeng’s hand touched the photo of Sheng Anhe: "Later, when we went a few more times, it was the same. If Anhe wanted to see her grandpa, she would also wait there. It wouldn’t take more than half an hour for someone to come."

"Where did they take you?" Qiao Yuxian asked again.

Zhao Shimeng looked at her.

Qiao Yuxian also looked at her and said, "Don’t exchange conditions with me again. I said that I wouldn’t let Sheng Anhe go. If you tell me what you should, I will make her life a bit more comfortable."

"I’ll tell you the location. Exchange for Sheng Anhe," Zhao Shimeng said.

Qiao Yuxian looked at her but said nothing.

Zhao Shimeng’s eyes were red, a vicious edge hiding in them, and she said again, "The location in exchange for Sheng Anhe."

Qiao Yuxian looked into her eyes.

Just as Zhao Shimeng was about to say it a third time, Qiao Yuxian said, "You don’t know the location. You don’t know where you went."

Zhao Shimeng’s pupils shrank.

Qiao Yuxian clicked her tongue lightly and said, "False information won’t ensure Sheng Anhe’s safety."

After she finished, she adjusted her clothing in preparation to get out of the car.

Seeing her movement, Zhao Shimeng immediately grabbed her wrist.

All of her actions were within Qiao Yuxian’s line of sight, but Qiao Yuxian didn’t dodge, allowing her to grab the wrist.

Qiao Yuxian looked at her.

Zhao Shimeng gripped her wrist tightly, anxiously saying, "The things I said earlier were all true. You agreed, guarantee Anhe’s safety."

"But you spoke falsely," Qiao Yuxian said, moving her wrist as she continued to exit the car.

Zhao Shimeng applied more force to her grip: "You promised! You can’t go back on your word!"

Qiao Yuxian looked at her, then, as if she softened, not wanting to see her like this, gifted her a question, "Is there any connection between Sheng Chendong and Gu Linhai?"

Zhao Shimeng seemed to seize a rare opportunity and said, "No. As far as I know, no."

Qiao Yuxian’s eyes slowly moved and she asked, "When you were picked up from the park, why didn’t you know where you were taken?"

"There should be drugs in the car," Zhao Shimeng said. "As soon as we got in, we fell asleep quickly—slept all the way until we arrived, where someone would wake us up."

Qiao Yuxian was silent for a moment again and said, "You really do have guts. Aren’t you afraid Sheng Chendong would sell you out?"

Zhao Shimeng didn’t want to discuss the topic further and asked, "Do you have anything else to ask?"

"Not for now," Qiao Yuxian said.

"What about Anhe..." Zhao Shimeng asked anxiously.

"I’ll take care of it," Qiao Yuxian easily freed her hand from Zhao Shimeng’s grip and said, "Next time I need you, I’ll bring you another photo."

With that, she got out of the car directly.

Zhao Shimeng attempted to grab her wrist again, but with a slight move, Qiao Yuxian evaded it.

In that instant, Zhao Shimeng understood everything.

She had allowed herself to be caught by the wrist deliberately.

She never intended to leave the car.

She had more questions to ask.

It was all deliberate!

Qiao Yuxian stood by the car. Before closing the door, she said emotionlessly, "Pleasant cooperation."

After these four words, she shut the car door and left.

Zhao Shimeng sat in the car, listening to those light four words from her, shaking with anger.

Pleasant!

What was pleasant!

The wretched girl dared to treat her like this! Dared to play her like this!

Zhao Shimeng’s facial muscles twitched.

It took a long time for her to stabilize, lower her head, and look again at the photo of Sheng Anhe.

The tears fell once more.

...

After getting out of Zhao Shimeng’s car, Qiao Yuxian slowly walked to her own car.

As she walked, she pondered over Zhao Shimeng’s words.

Sheng Chendong’s father should be around eighty years old by now.

The age fits.

This person is so cautious and mysterious.

Moreover, this person uses drugs.

They have a substance that can induce rapid unconsciousness.

It’s someone from back then.

But who from back then could it be?

As she thought, Qiao Yuxian reached her car, took out the key, and got in.

Inside, she buckled her seatbelt and started the engine.

She pulled out of the parking spot.

After barely moving five or six parking spaces further, she stopped the car again.

Then she unbuckled the seatbelt and quickly got out.

Walking back to a car she had just passed by.

The car was parked in a space.

Four people inside.

When Qiao Yuxian had driven out of Jingyu Garden not long ago, this car had been following her.

All the way to here.

Qiao Yuxian had temporarily forgotten about them while she was occupied with thoughts.

Driving past them, she recalled seeing their license plate.

She walked to the car and, before the people inside could react, lifted her leg to kick off the rearview mirror on the driver’s side.

The people inside were startled.

With shock and malice, they looked at her.

Qiao Yuxian didn’t even spare them a glance, kicked the car door, and coldly said, "Get out!"

...

Gu Group

Just before noon, Meng Yan entered Gu Yanjing’s office, about to ask whether Qiao Yuxian would come to deliver lunch, and if not, which place they should order from, when Gu Yanjing received a call.

An unfamiliar number from the police station.

A déjà vu of sorts.

The last time Qiao Yuxian was kidnapped by a drug gang, it was also the police who had called.

Gu Yanjing had a bad feeling.

He quickly answered the call.

The voice on the other end was female: "Is this Mr. Gu, Qiao Yuxian’s husband?"

"Yes," Gu Yanjing immediately stood and started walking out.

Meng Yan, noticing his cold expression, quickly followed him.

"It’s like this: your wife was involved in a brawl. You need to come over," the voice said.

After those words, Gu Yanjing halted his steps briefly.

Meng Yan also suddenly paused.

The stop was so abrupt that Meng Yan felt himself sway slightly...