He couldn't even hear the sound of breathing.
It was completely silent.
Jiang Ran put down his chopsticks. His heart felt as if it was being clenched tightly by a large hand. He called out again, "Mom?"
However, there was still no sound from the other side.
Although Jiang Ran's hearing was not as good as Ling Zhonglou's, it was still far better than an ordinary person's.
Even the slightest movement would not be able to escape his ears.
Moreover, this phone call did not match Jiang Huapin's personality.
It was impossible for Jiang Huapin to call him without saying anything.
Something happened.
After these three words popped up in Jiang Ran's mind, his breathing quickened.
Jiang Ran calmed himself down and spoke for the third time, pretending not to know anything. "Mom, say something. Why do you always like to scare your son?"
"I'm fine."
Two very calm words.
It was Jiang Huapin's voice.
But Jiang Ran could clearly hear that something was wrong with her tone.
"As long as you're fine." Jiang Ran continued to pretend, "I thought you were going to hit me again."
The call ended just like that.
Jiang Ran quickly turned on a GPS system on his phone. There was a red dot flashing on it.
The red dot was eight hundred kilometers away from him.
This was Jiang Huapin's position.
The Ling Family was a very special family in the ancient martial arts world. The Ling Family did not have a conservative concept.
The other ancient martial arts families refused to use modern technology and firearms.
They believed that the ancient warriors were already strong enough and did not need these things to strengthen themselves. Therefore, they had set strict rules.
If any family member was found to have used a high-tech product that was not on the family list, they would be punished.
But the Ling Family was not like that. Ling Zhonglou had specially equipped the family members with guns.
Although the inner strength of an ancient martial artist could even block bullets after reaching a certain level.
However, there was a saying that a hundred secrets were careless. No one knew if an accident would happen.
An extra guarantee could sometimes save lives.
Jiang Ran did not think about anything else. He grabbed his coat and rushed out of the apartment.
It was better to be safe than sorry.
Jiang Huapin was unable to cultivate ancient martial arts, so Ling Zhonglou was very worried about her. He could only give her the best weapons and guards.
There were a total of two guards, but their strength was definitely in the top ten of the entire Ling Family.
Logically speaking, outside the ancient martial arts world, if an ordinary person had any ill intentions towards Jiang Huapin, they would not even be able to get close to her body before being knocked unconscious by her guards.
Jiang Ran suspected that the Ling family's sworn enemy had come to Hucheng.
If they were both ancient martial arts families, they would indeed have the ability to make a move against Jiang Huapin.
Then, he checked where the place was eight hundred kilometers away.
In a small city called "South City".
When Jiang Ran was about to book a plane ticket, he realized that there were no flights from Hu City to Nancheng, not even high-speed trains.
The only train was an ordinary one, and it took 18 hours to get there.
Jiang Ran was extremely anxious. He called Xiu Yu and asked her to borrow her car.
He did not tell Xiu Yu that he suspected that something had happened to Jiang Huapin, he only said that he was trying to escape from his father's pursuit.
Jiang Ran started the car and began to run at top speed.
Hopefully, nothing bad would happen.
**
At this moment, in South City.
In the rented house.
"Jiang Huapin." Ye Suhe held a gun in her hand and pointed it at the cheongsam woman's forehead. She said coldly, "I told you to make the call. Now, turn off your phone and throw it over."
Jiang Huapin sat on the chair and lightly glanced at Ye Suhe. Without saying anything, he threw the phone in his hand out.
After Ye Suhe received it, she picked up a hemp rope and tied Jiang Huapin's arms together.
Only after she confirmed that Jiang Huapin could not break free did she relax.
"Jiang Huapin, you are really kind." Ye Suhe sat down opposite Jiang Huapin, spun her phone, and then casually threw it into the fish tank beside her. She shook her head, "You really are the same as your mother, so kind that you even lost your life."
She smiled with some disdain, "Tell me, why do you dare to come see me alone? Do you really think I won't do anything to you? "
Jiang Huapin did not speak.
"But I am also a man of my word. Since you came alone, I will tell you everything." Ye Suhe admired her dejected look and said, "You might not know this, but it was actually your mother who brought me to the Jiang Family back then."
"At that time, I was begging by the side of the road. She saw that I was pitiful and took me away. She even bought me new clothes and food, saying that she would sponsor me to go to school in the future."
The previous Old Madam Jiang was a true socialite. She had always been helping out school children and lonely old men.
Jiang Huapin was also clear.
"It's a pity that she doesn't know that she's inviting a wolf into her house." Ye Suhe said indifferently, "How can school be enough? I've already seen how powerful the Jiang Family is, so I naturally want more. "
"You might not know this, but I can be considered an ancient doctor."
When she mentioned the two words "ancient medicine", Ye Suhe's expression changed.
Sure enough, Jiang Huapin's expression fluctuated: "Ancient doctor?"
"I drugged your father." Ye Suhe smiled, "It's the kind of medicine that can destroy the nerves bit by bit. Have you ever heard of frontal lobectomy? Your father will become like that in the end, no different from a walking corpse. "
Jiang Huapin naturally knew about frontal lobectomy.
Each hemisphere of the brain was divided into four lobes, and the frontal lobe occupied a third of the volume.
Once the frontal lobe was removed, a person would lose many of their functions and original personality.
The only thing that could be the same as a normal person was breathing.
This kind of surgery had always been used on mental patients who were difficult to discipline.
Later on, there were relevant laws and regulations, and frontal lobectomy was abolished.
Jiang Huapin had guessed that Ye Suhe had done something to Old Master Jiang's body, but he didn't expect it to be like this.
Her eyes turned cold as she looked at Ye Suhe coldly.
"Are you very angry? "Ah, of course, of course you have to be angry." Ye Suhe laughed, "Who asked you to be ordinary people and have never heard of the term ancient medicine? Even if your father went to the hospital for regular checkups, he wouldn't be able to find out what kind of medicine I gave him."
The reason why the sachet could be found was because it contained medicinal ingredients.
"I destroyed his spirit bit by bit, and then deliberately let your mother see me with your father." Ye Suhe walked to Jiang Huapin's side, and said each word very softly, "At that time, your mother's health was already very bad, and she and your father were deeply in love. Naturally, she couldn't take this blow, and died of illness not long after."
"I also naturally married your father and became the mistress of the Jiang family."
"Of course, your father was already old at that time. How could I really give myself to him? As for Mo Yuan, he is indeed my son with someone else."
"But your father didn't know that I forced him to make a will and gave the Jiang Group to Mo Yuan, so that you wouldn't be able to get any shares."
"But out of my expectations, your father actually regained his consciousness before he died." Ye Suhe sighed softly, "Do you know what his last words were?"
"He told me to let you and Jiang Chengjun go. He can give me the entire Jiang Group."
A heart-wrenching sentence.
Jiang Huapin closed his eyes.
She had hated Old Master Jiang for more than ten years.
But before Old Master Jiang died, his only wish was for her and Jiang Chengjun.
"Don't expect me to let you go. I like to see you rich nobles kneeling down and begging me." Ye Suhe smiled, "You still have one more night to live. Cherish your remaining time, Jiang Huapin."
**
In an apartment in the city center.
Ying Tianlv suddenly woke up from his stupor.
Sweat flowed down his forehead, soaking his clothes and pillow.
He looked at the time. It was six in the morning, and the sky was still dark.
However, Ying Tianlu couldn't wait any longer. He washed his face, quickly put on his clothes, and immediately drove to the Wen family's neighborhood.
Twenty minutes later, Ying Tianlu panted as he arrived at the door and pressed the doorbell.
There was no movement, so he pressed it again.
Dozens of seconds later, footsteps sounded and the door was opened.
Ying Tianlu heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the girl.
Ying Zijin stood at the door with her arms crossed. Her eyes were cold. "You should be glad that I got up early today," she said.
She had always been very angry when she woke up, and no one could cure her.
If anyone forcefully called her, they would be beaten up.
"Sorry." Ying Tianlu smiled and said, "But it's good that you're fine."
Ying Zijin looked up.
She noticed that Ying Tianlu's shirt buttons were buttoned incorrectly.
This was almost impossible for Ying Tianlu. He had always been strict and meticulous.
"Zijin, listen to me." Ying Tianlu calmed his breathing and said, "Although you might not believe it, it is indeed very mysterious. I dreamed —"
He clenched his fists and paused. "Last night, I dreamed that you died on the operating table when you were donating blood to Ying Luwei."
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