"Ah Qing..." Ying Qingcang's voice was bitter. He stared at Xin Qing blankly. "Boss Wan's men have been following Asha and Xunxun. If there's any danger, our men will act immediately."
"So what?" Xin Qing stared at him coldly. "What's Asha going to do tonight? Will she be scared if she's alone? Xunxun? Xunxun is only ten years old. What can he do? "As she spoke, Xin Qing burst into tears again." What if Asha misses mommy at night? What if she cries? "
Ying Qingcang wanted to hug her, but Xin Qing pushed him away forcefully. "I really want to see what your heart is made of. Asha still thinks that her daddy took her out to play. She doesn't know that you're the one who gave her to the kidnappers. If I were Asha, I'd never forgive you for the rest of my life."
"Ah Qing!" Ying Qingcang grabbed her arm. "Calm down. I had to do that. Otherwise, you'll be in even more danger if we don't catch them this time!"
"So what if I'm in danger?" she yelled. "You're the only one who would trade my daughter for your own safety. Ah Sha isn't your biological daughter anyway. Your biological son isn't here. You better get the hell back to your own home and stay with your wife and son." Xin Qing's eyes were wide open, and her eyes were wide open.
Ying Qingcang's face was terrifyingly dark. He stared at her with cold eyes. "Do you know what you're talking about?"
"Of course I do." Xin Qing was completely unfazed by the sudden violent aura emanating from him. She raised her head and looked him in the eyes. "You're the reason I'm in this situation today. Now, you're the one who gave my daughter to the kidnappers. I'll never forgive you for the rest of my life. "
Ying Qingcang clenched his fists. His dark eyes were filled with pain. Even his voice was trembling. "Do you really think so?"
"Yes!" Xin Qing roared. She gave him a hard shove and shut him out of the room.
Zhang Mi and Childe Shen stood at the top of the stairs, looking at Ying Qingcang's stiff back. Childe Shen coughed twice, walked over and patted him on the shoulder. "Xiao Qingqing is emotionally unstable right now. She doesn't even know what she's talking about. Do you still want to argue with her..."
"You're not her mother. You can't understand her feelings." Zhang Mi stood far away and looked at Ying Qingcang coldly. "A mother can sacrifice herself for her child, but now you are sacrificing her child for Xin Qing. She doesn't hate you, she hates herself. "
Ying Qingcang moved his arm and punched the wall. Childe Shen quickly stopped him. "What are you doing? This won't solve the problem. Wait until she calms down. "
"I'll watch over her. You guys go!" Ying Qingcang turned around. "I'm worried that she'll have a headache. I'm worried."
Zhang Mi pursed her lips and turned to go back to her room. Childe Shen sighed. "You're not going back. Have you made the arrangements?"
"Xiao Qi is here." Ying Qingcang seemed to have lost all his strength. He leaned against the wall and sat down on the chaise lounge. "Let me be alone for a while."
The night gradually darkened. Xin Qing finally stopped daydreaming. She walked into the bathroom and washed her face. Then she climbed into bed and pressed the remote control. The TV was broadcasting the night news. The reporters were surrounding a villa. Xin Qing's eyes flashed. She recognized Ying Qingcang's villa. The door opened. Ying Qingcang walked out with Tang Shuang and his son in his arms. He answered the reporters' questions.
"President Ying, can you tell us how you rescued the child?"
"President Ying, I heard that the kidnappers wanted you and your ex-wife's daughter in exchange. You agreed. Does that mean that your daughter is still in the kidnappers' hands?"
"Do you think that's appropriate? How are you going to explain this to your ex-wife? "
Xin Qing stared coldly at Ying Qingcang on the TV. He was answering the reporters' questions coldly. Xin Qing could no longer hear what he was saying. Tang Shuang seemed to know that Xin Qing was watching the TV. Tang Shuang smiled smugly at the camera. The image of a family of three was so glaring. Xin Qing clenched her fists tightly. She did not even notice that her fingertips had cut into her skin. In the end, she raised her hand and threw the remote control at the TV.
"Bang!" Sparks flew from the TV and a puff of white smoke rose. Almost at the same time, the door of the room burst open. Ying Qingcang rushed in and held her shoulders. He looked her up and down. "What's wrong? What's wrong? Headache? " Then he noticed that her hand was bleeding. He quickly pried open her fist. There were four glaring wounds on her palm.
"I'll get the first aid kit." Before Xin Qing could react, Ying Qingcang rushed out and ran in with the first aid kit. He first disinfected her hand and then carefully wrapped it with a layer of gauze. Finally, Xin Qing stopped pushing him away. Instead, she was very cooperative. She just stared at him blankly. Ying Qingcang was still worried, so he asked, "Where else do you feel uncomfortable?"
"Why are you here?" Xin Qing asked him in return.
Ying Qingcang smiled bitterly. "I'm worried about you. I know you're not feeling well. If you want to throw a tantrum, you can come at me. Don't hurt yourself."
"You were on the TV. You..." Xin Qing suddenly stopped talking. "That... that was fake?"
"That was Little Seven." Ying Qingcang poured her a glass of water. "He pretended to be me and let everyone know that I used..." Ying Qingcang did not dare to finish the rest of his sentence. He was afraid that he would agitate Xin Qing again. Xin Qing took the glass and stared at the water in a daze.
Ying Qingcang sighed. He took the glass and held it to her mouth. "Drink this. Your throat is going to go hoarse." When she still did not move, Ying Qingcang added, "Drink this and I'll let you talk to Xunxun."
Xin Qing raised her head and looked at him. "Talk... talk? With Xunxun? "
Ying Qingcang ran his hand through her hair and pressed on the back of her neck. The ring on Xin Qing's finger emitted a blue light. Boss Wan's head appeared in the air.
"What's wrong? Didn't we just talk to each other? "
"I haven't had a chance to tell Ah Qing yet. She's worried," Ying Qingcang said, stroking Xin Qing's hair. "Put Xunxun on the phone. Let him talk."
Boss Wan's eyes were filled with contempt. "Did your wife misunderstand?"
"What does that have to do with you? Put Xunxun on the phone," Ying Qingcang said impatiently. Xin Qing stared at Boss Wan without saying a word.
After a few seconds, Xunxun's voice came from the other end of the line. "Aunt Qing!"
"Xunxun?!" Xin Qing looked around. Boss Wan's head was still the only one she could see.
Xunxun's voice was very soft. "I can't turn on the video transmission. It's too dangerous. I'll just whisper to you. Asha is fine. She's already asleep. The kidnappers didn't torture us. We're on a yacht now. Asha has eaten. She's not scared. She just missed you when she was sleeping. I comforted her. Don't worry. "
"You guys... You guys are really fine?" Xin Qing still couldn't believe it.
"Didn't my future father-in-law tell you?" Xunxun whispered again.
To Ying Qingcang, Xunxun's words were no different from Boss Wan's disdain just now. As expected of father and son. Both of them were so annoying.
"That's enough. They're just next door. I'll protect Asha. Don't you worry, Aunt Qing!"
As Xunxun's voice faded, the room fell silent. Xin Qing stole a glance at Ying Qingcang. She didn't know what to say. She still blamed him. She grabbed the blanket, covered her head, and hid on the bed.
After a while, she felt the bed beside her sink. A warm body leaned over and pulled her and the blanket into an embrace.
"When we saw the kidnappers today, we were going to arrest them on the spot. But Boss Wan found out that there were other signals besides our satellite. They couldn't detect us, but we were able to track them down. That kidnapper was only following orders. Arresting him would alert the enemy. So we beat him at his own game and let him take Asha away. Just like you, Xunxun has a satellite tracker on him. Boss Wan can contact him anytime. "
Ying Qingcang let out a sigh of relief when he felt the woman in his arms gradually relax. "Xunxun has a lot of good stuff made by Chen Huan on him," he said. "Even a regular army wouldn't be able to handle him, let alone a kidnapper. I'm sure he'll protect Asha. Even if he can't, Boss Wan's men are on the ship next door. Snipers are on standby. If those kidnappers dare to hurt Asha, they'll take action immediately. "
Ying Qingcang tried to pull the blanket down. When he found no resistance, his heart leaped with joy. He lifted the blanket and saw Xin Qing biting her lip and crying. When she saw him, she immediately covered her face with her hands. "I'm sorry," she said in a choked voice. "I shouldn't have doubted you!"
"Silly girl!" Ying Qingcang pulled her into his arms. His heart finally calmed down. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead. "You know that I can't wait to give you my heart," he said. "But you still said those words to hurt me."
Xin Qing hugged him and sobbed. "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it. I don't know why I said those words. I... I'm just afraid... If something happens to Asha, what am I supposed to do... "
"I love you so much. How can I not love Asha?" Ying Qingcang pinched her cheeks in annoyance. "Asha is your daughter, but she's also mine. I'm her daddy. How can I not worry about her? In my heart, you're the only one who occupies the entire space. But I'll protect everyone you care about. I won't let you be sad. I've told you before that if you're sad, I'll be the one suffering. "
Xin Qing buried her head in his chest in shame. Ying Qingcang pinched her chin and lifted her head. "Trust me, okay?" he said. "Trust me. No matter what happens in the future, don't doubt me, okay? "
Seeing the hurt in the man's eyes, Xin Qing's heart ached. She nodded hard. "I was wrong. I promise I'll believe you in the future. I won't let you be sad anymore!"
"Then drink a cup of milk and have a good sleep." Ying Qingcang got out of bed and went to get a wet towel to wipe Xin Qing's face. Then he went downstairs to heat a cup of milk. When he came back, he saw Zhang Mi and Childe Shen standing there and laughing. He rolled his eyes at them and pushed the door open.
Childe Shen looked at Zhang Mi and asked, "Honey, do you want milk?"
"You have it?"
Childe Shen glanced at her chest. "You taste good. If you don't mind, I can let you try mine!"
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