"Aren't you worried at all?"
The Queen thought Fu Jingshu would be the most concerned. He had even started to object to Shen Qingqing going, so why did he seem so calm now?
Did he have absolute confidence?
She saw a glimmer of hope. "Do you have another way to contact them that we don't know about?"
Fu Jingshu shook his head.
The Queen's eyes instantly dimmed. "Then what do we do now?"
The King scoffed sarcastically, "Now it's great. Pei Ji wasn't saved, and we've lost another one. They're really good at causing trouble!"
The Queen glared at him. "Don't talk nonsense."
She cautiously observed Fu Jingshu's expression, afraid that he would hold a grudge because of the King's words. Whether Shen Qingqing was acting with a plan or was truly captured, it was because of them that she was taken.
They had no right to mock her!
The King grumbled, "I'm just telling the truth. I disagreed with this from the start, but she insisted. Now she's taken, and we don't even have a clue..."
"If you were capable, it wouldn't be my wife's turn to go," Fu Jingshu suddenly said coldly.
The King was stunned. He then saw that Fu Jingshu's expression was colder and more tense than ever before. His imposing aura made the King feel pressured for a moment.
"What do you mean by that? I also..."
"If you can't help, don't speak." Fu Jingshu looked away, not wanting to spare him another glance.
The King was infuriated, but seeing the accusatory looks from the Queen and his sons, he almost couldn't breathe. This couple truly lived up to the saying: "Birds of a feather flock together!" He turned away, wanting to get them out of his sight.
The Queen said gently, "Mr. Fu, please don't mind him. He's also worried about Pei Ji and Miss Shen. What should we do now?"
Fu Jingshu only said one sentence, "Trust her."
Although this sentence was brief, it was spoken with firm conviction and clarity, deeply shocking everyone. They inexplicably began to trust Shen Qingqing as well. Even though the current situation seemed dire.
Pei Lie helped the Queen sit on the sofa, his voice slightly hoarse. "Mother, please don't worry. I also trust Miss Shen. If she can't bring my brother back, then I don't think anyone else can."
At this point, the Queen had no other options and could only nod. "Trust her."
...
Shen Qingqing sat in the car. At first, she could still see the scenery outside. But halfway through, Pei Xi handed her a black cloth and covered her eyes, leaving her vision completely dark. She rubbed her hands on the car door.
Pei Xi asked, "What are you doing?"
"I feel a bit stuffy, I want to open the window for some fresh air."
Opening the window for fresh air when she couldn't see anything didn't seem like a problem to Pei Xi, so he didn't stop her. As soon as the window was opened, fresh air rushed in, dispelling the faint, heavy scent of perfume lingering in the car. It was men's cologne, but Shen Qingqing didn't like it. Her sense of smell was quite keen, and she noticed it immediately, not bothering to hide her disdain.
Pei Xi rested one hand on the steering wheel and said languidly, "Even if you open the window, no one will see you. We're driving through uninhabited wilderness now."
Shen Qingqing said faintly, "I just don't like the smell."
She was silently counting the time in her mind. Her phone and watch had been confiscated, so she could only rely on her own calculations. After about forty minutes, the car stopped. The smell of fresh grass and trees in the air slowly turned into a very pungent odor.
Pei Xi opened the car door and got out. He didn't speak, so Shen Qingqing didn't move. After the passenger door was opened, Pei Xi's voice rang out, "You can come down now. Don't take off the blindfold."
Shen Qingqing had no choice but to get out with the blindfold still on. As her wrist was grabbed, she stiffened and instinctively tried to pull away, but her grip tightened.
"You'd better not move, or I'll assume you're resisting." Shen Qingqing's struggle gradually weakened, but the arm being held remained stiff. Pei Xi felt it but didn't seem to care much. He pulled Shen Qingqing into a warehouse. The warehouse was vast and empty, and their voices echoed as they spoke.
"You can take it off now." Shen Qingqing snatched off the blindfold, finally seeing her surroundings clearly. It was a large warehouse. On the left were piles of messy cardboard boxes, and several large oil drums stained with colorful paint. The right side was cleaner, with a king-sized white mattress and next to it, a large, black screen without any patterns. She couldn't see what was behind the screen yet. However, the entire warehouse seemed incredibly eerie. Not to mention the stark contrast between the dirty, cluttered left side and the clean, tidy right side.
And then there was the bed. In this dusty warehouse, the bed was as white as new. Pei Xi walked over, took off his jacket, and sat directly on the large bed. He had been impeccably clean the entire time, without a single stain on him.
"Go and see the person you're here to save." He gestured with his chin towards the back of the screen. Shen Qingqing walked around the screen and saw a black carpet, a familiar background wall, and Pei Ji, who was lying unconscious on the carpet.
"What's wrong with him?"
"Mm, he's lost too much blood and passed out," Pei Xi said casually. Shen Qingqing took a deep breath and quickly walked over, placing her medical kit on the ground. The medical kit had also been inspected by Pei Xi. It only contained bandages, wound medicine, and some tools like scissors. Pei Ji's condition was not good. She checked his temperature; it was very high. She placed the thermometer under Pei Ji's armpit and began to treat the wound on his hand. His little finger had been cleanly cut off and then haphazardly bandaged. It wasn't bleeding anymore, but the wound was clearly not being cared for properly. She unwrapped the bandage and saw a neat cut on his fingertip. Even after seeing more severe injuries at underground boxing matches, she still gasped. As she unwrapped the bandage, she touched the wound. Pei Ji flinched, his eyes tightly shut, but he made no sound. At first, she thought he was enduring the pain, but upon closer inspection, she realized he was gritting his teeth tightly, indicating a strong will. Even unconscious, he wouldn't let himself cry out. She re-treated and bandaged the wound, then examined Pei Xi's body. Finally, she stood up, her expression as cold as ice.
Pei Xi asked, "How is it?"
Seeing him smiling cheerfully, Shen Qingqing's voice was icy. "His arm and ribs are broken. Aren't you going to treat him?" If the injuries worsened, he would be crippled even if he survived.
Pei Xi lay back on the mattress lazily and said, "What does it have to do with me? He was in a car accident, his arm broke, not mine. Why should I care about him?" His malice was appalling. Shen Qingqing endured and endured, but couldn't help asking, "He's your brother, isn't he?"
"Yes."
"He never harmed you."
"Yes."
"You arranged that car accident, didn't you?"
"Yes," Pei Xi replied with a bright and cheerful smile. "I wanted to capture him, but he wouldn't cooperate if he was awake, so I staged this car accident. The results prove I was right. He passed out, and I took him away obediently, saving myself a lot of trouble."