"What do you mean..." Liang Jue was a bit confused. "The kidnappers don’t want money? They just want you to go personally to ransom her?"

Liang Tao snapped out of his silence and spoke coldly to Si Yuheng, "The people who kidnapped Anya did it because of you. She’s been kidnapped because of you, isn’t that right?"

Otherwise, why would the kidnappers call Si Yuheng instead of the Liang Family?

Those people might be Si Yuheng’s enemies, aware of Anya’s relationship with him, which is why Anya was taken.

Si Yuheng didn’t say a word, just stood up and coldly addressed his subordinates, "Is my car ready?"

"Hall Master—are you really going to go alone?"

"You can’t, you don’t know who the other party is. It’ll be dangerous if you go alone."

The subordinates tried to stop him.

"Haven’t I faced enough danger in my life?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Si Yuheng’s lips. His gaze swept over the Liang Family father and son as he spoke with cold indifference like iron, "Wait here."

His killing intent, laden with chill, was like a tornado. Under the watchful eyes of the men, he walked straight towards the door.

Liang Tao hadn’t expected he would really be willing to go alone to get Anya back.

Though they didn’t know who the other party was, since they were Si Yuheng’s enemies, going alone certainly posed a danger.

In a daze for a few seconds, seeing him about to step out the door, Liang Tao instinctively called out, "Anya won’t be in trouble, right?"

"Nobody can touch my people right under my nose." As soon as the words fell, his silhouette had vanished at the door.

One of the subordinates reacted first, quickly moving to the others’ side and whispered, "Are we just going to let the Hall Master go alone?"

"Of course not!" one person exclaimed anxiously.

After a quick discussion, they finally made their decision.

Two subordinates hurriedly followed him out the door.

*****

Warehouse No. 945.

This was the address given over the phone earlier.

The almost abandoned large warehouse was as quiet as a tomb.

On a shabby chair, a slender figure was tightly bound with ropes, her head drooping.

The pain, her nape hurt terribly—

Liang Anya’s eyelashes fluttered as her consciousness gradually returned. She tried to reach out and rub her head, only to realize she couldn’t move at all.

Groggy, she looked at herself and finally understood she was tied up tightly.

A shiver ran through her as she glanced around and suddenly remembered what had happened—

Getting out of the car at the residential area gate, just about to go back home, a mysterious car suddenly stopped in front of her. A man with a Western face forcibly grabbed her and threw her into the car.

Once in the car, she was knocked out by a hand chop to the nape...

What on earth is going on!

Where is she?

She gritted her teeth and shouted, "Si Yuheng, is this your doing—? Aren’t you bored! Let me go!"

The echo in the warehouse lingered, but no one responded.

Her hands strained against the ropes, her legs kicked out, trying to free herself from the ropes knotted dead tight, utterly impossible to break free!

"Si Yuheng! You’re crazy! I’m warning you! Let me go!"

The only answer she received was a deathly silence.

...

She suddenly broke into a cold sweat, soaking her already thin clothes.

Having come out of the gym after a shower in the evening, she was wearing just a short-sleeved T-shirt with a small coat over it.

While struggling in the car, the coat had fallen off, leaving only the thin T-shirt clinging tightly to her body with sweat, exposing her curves.

Could it really... not be Si Yuheng’s people?

Judging by that man’s character, if he wanted to kidnap her, he wouldn’t do it so surreptitiously and sneakily...

Who could it be...

"Want to see if Si Yuheng will come for you?"

A strange voice rang from above the warehouse!

Liang Anya was startled, looking around to find the source of the voice.

The voice was obviously processed through a voice changer, making it impossible to tell whether it was male or female.

However, that sentence proved that the person who brought her here was indeed not Si Yuheng, but someone else!

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t locate the sound source!

The sound came from above, yet the warehouse was only one story high, with nowhere above to hide; she was the only person there.

The person could see her but was evidently not in the warehouse, monitoring her remotely!

"Who are you—why did you grab me—" she forced her tremor under control.

Her sweat-drenched body heaved with the trembling, making her curves more pronounced, revealing an indescribable allure!

The voice teased, "The Hall Master’s woman from Beiming Hall does have some charm after all."

Liang Anya’s eyes widened, "Who on earth are you, and what do you want with me? I haven’t done anything to you..."

The person chuckled, "You haven’t offended me, but unfortunately, you’re Si Yuheng’s woman."

Liang Anya roughly understood; the one who kidnapped her was one of Si Yuheng’s enemies in A Country!

The other party must have known about her relationship with Si Yuheng to target her!

Si Yuheng—you’re going to be the death of me!

She steadied her mind, "Boss, you misunderstand. I have nothing to do with Si Yuheng."

"Oh, nothing at all, yet you had a daughter for him, didn’t you?" the voice was full of sarcasm.

"...I didn’t do it willingly. We have nothing to do with each other now! I’d love it if he were dead!"

"Is that so, but he stayed in China without leaving because of you, even neglecting his domestic affairs."

"...He just wants his daughter back! He has so many women, why would he care about me? Boss, if you have grievances or revenge, take it out on Si Yuheng, don’t harm the innocent." Liang Anya was on the verge of tears.

The voice laughed, "Are all Chinese girls this adorable? With you being this alluring, how could I bear to lay a hand on you later."

"Lay a hand? What are you planning?" Liang Anya broke into a cold sweat of fear.

...

Just then, hurried footsteps echoed at the warehouse entrance.

The footsteps were very familiar.

Joy surged within her heart, until the figure appeared directly in front of her, she excitedly blurted out, "Si Yuheng—"

Si Yuheng stood about four or five meters ahead, sweeping his gaze around, landing on the woman before him. Seeing her unscathed, he felt relieved but didn’t immediately approach.

Since the person demanded he come alone, it wouldn’t be so easy for them to let him take Liang Anya away.

He vigilantly glanced around, raising his voice, "I came alone. Aren’t you coming out?"

That behind-the-scenes person clearly wouldn’t show up, the voice processed by the voice changer ominously echoed in the warehouse:

"It seems the Hall Master of Beiming Hall really values this Chinese girl."

Si Yuheng swept his gaze around the warehouse, letting out a cold, sarcastic laugh, "Not daring to show your face or real voice, only daring to use a camera and speaker, with such little courage, you still want to play kidnapper?"

The mysterious voice was evidently not angered by him, "Haha, I just want to see how much you value this woman. Bring them in—"