mtl008 Chapter 252 A Malicious Scheme
Chapter 252 A Malicious Scheme
A moment later, he spun around in place in the same position as Cheng Ai had done, releasing the blue butterfly.
Having never systematically studied esoteric arts, the result was self-evident: failure.
Ye Jingke squatted by the roadside, using his phone to search for how to fold origami cranes online. As he looked at the instructions, he folded paper cranes, making a mess and leaving scraps of paper all over the ground.
As dawn broke, Cheng Ai woke up.
She slept soaking wet, and unsurprisingly, developed a fever.
I pushed open the door, and the sunlight shone on my face, so bright that I couldn't open my eyes.
The temperature rose, but Cheng Ai felt even colder.
Her ankle became increasingly red and swollen, and it took her a long time to reach the main road.
As they passed a bus stop, a long-distance bus happened to be parked there, and Cheng Ai boarded without hesitation.
First, leave this place and avoid the Liao family. Then, borrow someone else's phone to call Ye Jingke. The plan is perfect!
In town, long-distance buses operate on a boarding-then-ticket basis, so the driver didn't stop her; he simply told her that her clothes were dirty and she shouldn't touch the seats.
Cheng Ai didn't want to cause trouble for others, so she obediently walked to the back, sat on the ground, and closed her eyes.
Tired, cold, and hungry, her cheeks were flushed, and tears clung to the corners of her eyes. She looked pitiful and heartbreaking.
The driver started the car, glanced at Cheng Ai a few times in the rearview mirror, and sighed helplessly.
This girl is pretty, but she's too unkempt.
Wait a minute! Could it be another girl who was tricked into going to a remote mountain village and escaped?
The police station was at the back, and the passengers were in a hurry to get on their way. He couldn't let one person delay the rest of the bus.
Ye Jingke finally finished folding a thousand paper cranes.
He stood up happily, almost getting hit by a long-distance bus.
The driver quickly turned the steering wheel, and Cheng Ai, who was in the car, swayed and hit her head on the seat, instantly waking up.
She rubbed her sore eyes and nudged the woman's arm to her right. "Brother, I lost my phone. Can I borrow yours?"
The woman readily agreed, not thinking the other person was a bad person, especially since the car was small and there was no way to escape.
Cheng Ai thanked them repeatedly, then searched for Shengding International online and dialed the phone number on their official website.
She couldn't remember Ye Jingke's phone number, so this was the only way she could save herself.
The call connected, and the receptionist's melodious voice rang out, "Hello, this is Shengding International. How can I help you?"
Cheng Ai swallowed hard and said weakly, "I'm looking for Ye Jingke."
The receptionist paused for a moment, then asked in a businesslike tone, "Looking for our nightclub? Do you have an appointment?"
Cheng Ai bit her lip. "No, I'm Cheng Ai. Could you tell me his phone number, or call him for me?"
The receptionist rolled her eyes. Another idiot pretending to be the president's wife. "I'm sorry, I can't disclose Mr. Ye's personal information. If you know him, you can contact him yourself."
Cheng Ai scratched her head. "Do you have Lü Hanmo's and Li Xiaolin's phone numbers? I need to talk to them urgently!"
"No! You're crazy!" the receptionist muttered, then hung up the phone.
Cheng Ai anxiously dialed again, only to be met with a barrage of insults.
She listlessly returned the phone and sat there, hugging her knees in a daze.
I clearly stated my identity, so why didn't the employees at Shengding International help me?
Is it jealousy? Jealousy that she received Ye Ye's love and became the master.
Never mind, I need to rest. My head hurts.
Cheng Ai gradually lost consciousness, while Ye Jingke was frantically chasing after her from the rear of the long-distance bus.
The little paper cranes flew very fast, and he couldn't catch up no matter how hard he tried.
Ye Jingke bent over, his hands on his knees, panting heavily.
He knew that his attempt to imitate Cheng Ai's paper crane folding technique had failed again, otherwise why would it be dragging him around on the main road?
Around eight o'clock, there were more pedestrians and vehicles.
Ye Jingke hailed a cab and went to the nearest car rental company to rent a car.
He drove around the city, but didn't spot a single hair on Cheng Ai's head.
Bai Jing also led her people to the area and conducted a door-to-door search, leaving no stone unturned, even at hospitals and shops.
Night fell again, and Ye Jingke, his eyes bloodshot, found Liao Yunqing and gave him a good beating!
Liao Chengming wanted to stop him, but he was powerless to do so.
Liao Yunqing covered her nose with one hand and her stomach with the other, looking completely bewildered. "What? Haven't you found Xiao Ai yet?"
Ye Jingke attacked even more swiftly, and in the end, he summoned the crystal bow and drew the string.
Liao Yunqing closed his eyes resignedly. He was indeed fully responsible for losing Cheng Ai.
Liao Chengming was stunned. "You also know mystical arts? Can you cure Xiaohui's illness?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Jingke laughed instead of getting angry, "Uncle Liao, Uncle Liao, my woman is still missing, and you're still thinking about Aunt Hui?"
He paused for a moment, then sighed and added, "Actually, you are just that kind of person—selfish, cold-hearted, and ruthless. When you were a child, your kindness in helping me probably wasn't entirely pure."
Ye Jingke curled his lips into a smile, feigning deep thought. "Let me guess your purpose? A partnership with Shengding International? Shares? A marriage alliance? Or even currying favor with my cheap father? It could be all of those!"
Liao Chengming laughed, "As expected of Ye Jun's son, you hit the nail on the head, but it's still a little short."
Ye Jingke frowned, looking puzzled.
Liao Yunqing looked at his father, then at his good brother, and felt like his brain wasn't working properly.
Liao Chengming smiled kindly and began to speak slowly, “More than twenty years ago, I had a strange dream. In the dream, a young and beautiful woman told me that the younger generation of my Ye family was shining with purple light and could help the Liao family soar to great heights.”
When I woke up, I wondered why there hadn't been any good news from the Ye family, which only had one son per generation. Later, I secretly inquired and found out that Ye Jun's wife had given birth to a son before she passed away.
I spent a lot of money to send people to investigate your whereabouts, then staged a chance encounter with you, took you home, and made you feel grateful to us.
As for cooperation and marriage, they are indeed under my consideration, but I'm not insisting on it. After all, Yunyan's personality is too strong, and she's not a good match for you.
Liao Yunqing blinked, feeling an itch on her head, as if she needed to grow a brain.
"Heh." Ye Jingke sneered, his voice filled with sorrow and indifference. "So, what I see as a lifeline is actually a calculated scheme with ulterior motives."
"Whatever you say goes!" Liao Chengming smiled indifferently, then grabbed his hand. "Jingke, no matter what my reasons were for bringing you back to the Liao family, I indirectly saved you. Even if you don't care about me, Xiaohui is in critical condition, so please help her!"
Ye Jingke coldly brushed him off, "I learned all my mystical arts from Ai Ai. Since she's not here, there's nothing I can do."
Liao Chengming took a deep breath. "If you're willing to save Xiaohui, I'll give you the entire Liao family."
Ye Jingke smiled slightly, "The current Xunliao Beauty Salon is just an empty shell, I don't care about it."
Liao Chengming also lost his temper, "So what exactly do you want?"
Ye Jingke lowered his eyes, "I want Ai Ai."
"How could such a grown man get lost?" Liao Chengming glared, his beard bristling. "She's just a woman. Do you expect me to give my life for her?"