《He’s My Fiancée ! : I Went Back To The Past And You !》He's My Fiancée ! : I Went Back To The Past And You !
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The light rain filled the night sky. Raindrops hitting the roof of the house making Tang Guanyu's voice to appear inaudible for the people outside. The man who had been sitting across Wang Li Lei felt nervous after the words he uttered and he could only see Wang Li Lei raising his brows which showed very little sign of expression he could pick up.
"What you mean by your words is that Zhao Min is set up and that he isn't the one responsible for everything?" asked Wang Li Lei, the room turned cold both due to the weather outside the room which was raining despite the weather heading to winter season and the quietness that came after his voice.
Tang Guanyu placed a white envelope to the desk, slowing the paper from his corner to the middle of the desk, "I receive this early in the afternoon and came rushing immediately once I received this. I-I think Zhao Min is in danger now. We have to help him." The man grew nervous and desperate.
Wang Li Lei took the white rectangular paper and noticed how the envelope had been ripped from the side possibly by Tang Guanyu. Taking his hand to the left side of the envelope, he pushed the paper-like substance inside the envelope for pictures to slide out from the place.
Taking a look of the picture, a frown came between Wang Li Lei's brows. It was the picture of a man tied in a chair in a very dark place he could conclude to be a hidden basement from the lack of light or perhaps a secure place which had been abandoned from how dirty the place looked. The man who was tied on the chair was none other than Zhao Min. Across him was a young girl with a long black hair that had Wang Li Lei to crumple the edge of the picture due to how similar the girl look in the picture like Xiao Yun. But he knew it wasn't her. The girl was none other than Zhao Min's eldest daughter who was said to be kidnapped from the letter he received from Andy.
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Zhao Min who had been watching Wang Li Lei skimming through the pictures couldn't stay calm, his hand was sweating and he had downed the tea in his cup multiple times. When he was about to take the small ceramic teapot and refill his drink, Wang Li Lei poured the drink for him and as if he was grateful, Zhao Min raised his cup and bowed.
"How did you received this?" Wang Li Lei was a brief man and Tang Guanyu knows how he dislike dilly-dallying and made his shortest sentence.
"I received this in my mansion. I-It was sent through a nameless postman." Replied Zhao Min.
Wang Li Lei flipped the picture and noted the writing printed behind the pictures that was sent, 'If you want this two alive, prepare eight hundred million yuan tomorrow. Follow the order to sent this envelope to Mr. Wang unless you want this person to die!'. The pictures were taken from varied views and in most of the pictures, Wang Li Lei noticed how Zhao Min was bruised and injured, possibly wounded from the kidnappers. "A kidnapping case." muttered Wang Li Lei, turning the other paper he then find the instruction written for him which tell him to contact a number at a designed time without failing a single minutes while threatening to take Zhao Min's life and his daughter if he decline to follow the instruction.
Tang Guanyu didn't know if he should praise Wang Li Lei's coolness as he handled the case or he should fear the man who seemed to be very relax. He then heard Wang Ku Lei say, "You can go home."
"W-Will you save Zhao Min, sir?" asked Tang Guanyu politely.
"Of course." Wang Li Lei spared him a look of anger. He was feeling deep down angry. "As the head, I will not let anyone under me to suffer. The kidnappers ask for ransom to be deliver tomorrow and that they will give strict orders to follow. As long as we are able to follow their instruction it would not be impossible for us to save Zhao Min." Tang Guanyu nodded happily, bowing that his head reached to the table. But Wang Li Lei was no fool. There had been never a kidnapper daring enough to kidnap a member of a mafia. Unless they are a group of mafia themself.
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"Tomorrow, we will also be needing your help Mr. Tang. I will have to notify Mr. Ye to take care and protect the district."
"But wouldn't it be better if you be the one to protect the place?" Tang Guanyu gave his concern. There had never been a King who move before the pawns. It was unheardable.
"The kidnappers instructed me to go and no one else. I believe Mr. Ye would be able to protect the place even if he is alone."
Tang Guanyu quickly nodded his head. "As long as we could save Zhao Min. What will I do?"
"Your group will be coming with me." Wang Li Lei's eyes stared at the picture he placed on the desk, "The kidnappers contacted you first which mean he would contact you other than me." The man bowed replying with a genuine gratefulness he had for Wang Li Lei who didn't neglect Zhao Min whose life was considered useless now in the mafia group.
When Tang Guanyu had went, Wang Li Lei stood up from his seat with a darkened expression. Jang Hyun followed behind him, "We are having a change of plan." heeding Wang Li Lei's instruction, the secretary gave curtsey.
They passed by the open wide corridor where wind went through, "Master but what if Mr. Zhao is already dead?" asked the secretary. If the man had died than there was no need to follow the instruction.
"It may be possible or not. Noting the time printed from the picture, it was only six hours different meaning they could still be alive now. But dead or not. A life save is better than none." the secretary agreed with his words and followed his instruction.
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