Chapter 968 - 968 954 Is there any doubt (1)

Chapter 968: 954, Is there any doubt? (1) Chapter 968: 954, Is there any doubt? (1) Jian Qing’s smile froze on her lips, her phone slipping from her hand.

“My darling, what happened?” Quan Jingwu quickly caught the phone, Jian Luo’s voice coming through from the other side.

“Sis, sis, are you listening?”

Quan Jingwu glanced at Jian Qing’s dazed expression, his brows creasing slightly, “Jian Luo, what’s going on?”

“Seventeen and Nineteen have been kidnapped, and their whereabouts are now unknown.” Jian Luo said.

Hearing this, Quan Jingwu’s gaze darkened, his voice suddenly turning cold, “Explain clearly.”

On the other end of the call, Jian Luo briefly recounted what had happened, and Jian Qing snapped back to reality, forcing herself to remain calm as she looked up at Quan Jingwu.

“We’re coming back right away.”

After hanging up the phone, Quan Jingwu held Jian Qing’s hand, noticing it was frighteningly cold.

“My darling, don’t worry, let’s head back first.”

Jian Qing nodded, a ruthless look flashing in her bright eyes.

No matter who it was, if they dared to touch her children, she would never let them off.

Without half a second’s delay, Quan Jingwu hurriedly gave a few instructions to Yi Kai before boarding the flight back to Beijing with Jian Qing.

In the azure sky, the airplane sliced through clouds, leaving behind faint traces.

Inside the plane, apart from the pilots, there were only Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing.

The tapping of the keyboard made a “tap tap” sound, echoing constantly within the cabin.

Jian Qing’s eyes were fixed on the screen, her lips tightly pursed, revealing a hint of urgency.

Damn it, how could there be nothing.

Her slender fingers tapped on the keyboard incessantly, her aura growing increasingly intense as time passed.

All the surveillance footage from the traffic sections of Beijing had been called up, yet there was no trace of those men in black.

Where on earth had they taken Seventeen and Nineteen?

Suddenly, a large hand reached over, resting on the back of hers.

“Don’t panic, I just thought of someone.”

His magnetic voice rose softly, filled with certainty.

Jian Qing’s finger tips stopped tapping on the keyboard as she turned to look at him, “Are you talking about Shen Hua?”

“Mhm,” Quan Jingwu nodded.

Jian Qing shut her laptop, analyzing, “He knew we were both in M Country, so he took the opportunity to have someone kidnap Seventeen and Nineteen in Beijing.”

“Exactly, he’s the most likely suspect since he knows we are both here and holds a grudge against us,” Quan Jingwu said.

The most crucial point was that Beijing was their territory; avoiding the pursuit of so many people like Mingxuan and Jian Luo—no one else but Shen Hua’s men could pull that off.

“Seventeen and Nineteen are still so young, what if they get hurt accidentally?” The thought of her two little treasures made Jian Qing feel a twinge at the tip of her nose.

It was all her fault. She shouldn’t have left them in Beijing at such a critical time, otherwise Shen Hua wouldn’t have had the chance to strike.

“At this hour, Seventeen and Nineteen should be drinking milk. Little Jing, could they be starving?”

No matter how tough she was, her two little babies were her greatest weakness. However strong she might be, at this moment, she was just a mother worried about her children.

“Jian Qing, Jian Qing…”

Quan Jingwu grasped her cold hand, pulled her into his embrace, and said in a deep voice, “Listen to me, we can’t lose our composure. If Shen Hua has taken Seventeen and Nineteen, he will definitely use them to threaten us and won’t harm them for the time being.”

He patted her back, “Don’t forget we still have a person who is neither friend nor foe by Shen Hua’s side. With him there, the safety of Seventeen and Nineteen will have the greatest guarantee.”

Jian Qing lifted her head, her moist eyes meeting his purple ones, “Shen Yan?”

“Yes, Shen Yan has saved you time and again. Plus, considering what Grandpa said, I think Shen Yan shouldn’t be our enemy; he may even be very likely to help us,” Quan Jingwu said calmly, his fingertips wiping away the tears at the corner of her eyes.

“You’re right, we need to find Shen Yan quickly,” Jian Qing sat up straight, her eyes and brows regaining their usual composure.

Unable to find Shen Hua, starting with Shen Yan was the only option.

Seeing her calm down, Quan Jingwu gripped her hand tighter, a solemn look crossing his eyes.

Seventeen, Nineteen, Daddy will definitely bring you back!

Definitely…

…

“Master, it’s done,” Ada pushed open the door and, seeing the figure standing by the window, hurried over.

Shen Hua turned around, “Did you catch both?”

“Both are captured and on the plane now; they should arrive in a few hours,” Ada reported. “Moreover, our people found out that Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing have left M Country and are back in Beijing.”

“Heh!”

Shen Hua’s eyes slanted, a fierce light shining in them, “Since they’re back in Beijing, Ada, you go to M Country first in the next two days to make up for the goods lost in this transaction as soon as possible.”

“Yes.”

“Oh, and remember to remind them, those two little ones are still very useful to me; don’t hurt them,” Shen Hua instructed.

“I’ve already told them. Those two little ones are knocked out with chloroform; they’ll wake up when they get to the island. During their unconscious period, a doctor will be there to give them glucose drips.”

Shen Hua waved his hand, and Ada tactfully withdrew.

Shen Hua turned around, opened the French windows, and stepped out onto the outside terrace.

With his hands resting on the railing, his eyes reflecting the distant, tumultuous sea, he thought, “Quan Jingwu, Jian Qing, this time I want to see what you two have to fight me with.”

In the early morning hours, the fog dissipated.

In the living room, the Quan Family had not slept all night, even Grandpa and his party were there at the Quan Family’s home.

Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing walked in, tired and dusty, still carrying the chill of the airplane’s air conditioning.

“Little Qingqing!” Grandpa saw Jian Qing, his eyes lighting up as if he had found his pillar of strength.

Jian Qing, “Grandpa!”

“Sis, did you find any clues?” Jian Luo asked.

Jian Qing shook her head, looking up at Grandpa, “Grandpa, there are a few things I want to ask you.”

Grandpa said, “Go ahead.”

“When you found Luo Luo and me back then, are you certain what you received were Mom’s ashes?” Jian Qing asked slowly and deliberately.

The room fell silent at her words.

Grandpa stood frozen, and Mo Xiao was the quickest to respond, “Qingqing, what do you mean by that? Are you suspecting something?”

Jian Qing turned her gaze towards him and recounted what happened the day she jumped off the cliff.

After listening, Mo Xiao lost his composure, his lips quivering, unable to speak for a long time.

Eventually, it was Jian Luo who first regained his composure, “Sis, are you suggesting Mom isn’t dead and is in Shen Hua’s hands? But we clearly saw Mom being taken to the funeral home back then.”

“Shen Hua spoke with confidence; there wasn’t the slightest indication he was lying. The car accident that involved Mother and Zhao Xuan, it must be related to Shen Hua. Shen Hua found out Zhao Xuan was going to betray him, so he had taken care of Zhao Xuan before I arrived in M Country,” Jian Qing reflected on her encounter with Shen Hua on Soul Burial Cliff and analyzed calmly, “Moreover, Shen Hua didn’t want to kill me initially; he wanted to capture me and take me back, indicating I still have some value to him.”