The time of the city

Chapter 237 Take her home

Shang Xue used both hands to force Ni Jiamu to sit on the sofa: "Look at your dark circles. Rest well at home and don't look for Xiaoyu. She will be back in time. And look at what you have been beaten into. Don't you think about how Qiao Feng could possibly take Xiaoyu away?"

Ni Jiamu rubbed his sore temples and said in a hoarse voice, "Will he be back in time? Mom, do you know where Xiaoyu went?"

Ni Yuantang stood behind Shang Xue and said unhappily, "If your mother knew, would she not tell you? Would she watch you wander around like a madman?"

Hearing this, Shang Xue's face instantly turned red with shame. She took the ointment handed to her by Wang Ma in a panic and slowly applied it to the wound on Ni Jiamu's face.

Mother Wang also came over, stretched her head, and stared at the wound on Ni Jiamu's face. Every time she looked, the flesh on her face twitched, as if she was the one who was injured.

Just then, Ni Jiamu's cell phone rang. He hurriedly picked it up. As the voice from the other end of the phone came, his face became visibly uglier and uglier.

After hanging up the phone, Shang Xue asked anxiously, "What happened? Who called?"

"Lin Wei found out that the ring and necklace I had photographed for Xiaoyu had been sold."

"Sold? Was it Xiaoyu who sold it?" Shang Xue widened her eyes and her voice unconsciously rose a few degrees.

"I checked the surveillance footage and it was a man. Lin Wei is still investigating the details."

"A man sold them?" Shang Xue muttered quietly, her heart aching with anxiety. She wondered, how could Xiaoyu have fallen to the point of selling rings and necklaces? Didn't she leave without money? And who was that man? Could it be Xiao Hecheng?

"Come in and apologize to everyone." Hearing the voice, several people in the room looked towards the door in unison.

Uncle Yang was seen dragging Yueyue, who was crying, into the house.

"Uncle Yang, what's wrong?" Aunt Wang came up to Uncle Yang and asked.

Uncle Yang pulled Yueyue along, strode past Aunt Wang, and walked straight to Ni Jiamu, saying sternly, "Kneel down."

Yueyue was so frightened that her whole body trembled, her knees went weak and she knelt down. Uncle Yang also knelt down beside Yueyue.

Several people looked bewildered. Ni Yuantang was the first to speak: "Uncle Yang, what happened? Why are you still kneeling on the ground? Get up quickly."

Uncle Yang hung his head, his face filled with frustration. "Master, Madam, Young Master, it's my fault for not raising my daughter well. I'm so sorry." He then gave Yueyue a push and said, "You go ahead and speak."

Yueyue lowered her head, her hands clasped tightly around her trouser legs: "I'm sorry, Brother Jiamu. I lied. I helped Sister Xiaoyu escape."

Upon hearing this, Ni Jiamu's pupils instantly dilated and his eyes turned bloodshot. He suddenly leaned forward and approached Yueyue fiercely: "It's you? Where is Xiaoyu now? Tell me!"

Yueyue was so frightened that her body was shaking like a sieve, and she stammered, "I... I don't know either. Sister Xiyan and I helped Sister Xiaoyu escape. After leaving the bridal shop, Sister Xiyan found two people to take Sister Xiaoyu to the dock. She said you would block the airport and..."

"Get to the point!" Ni Jiamu shouted anxiously and angrily.

"Sister Xiyan said that Sister Xiaoyu might...maybe something happened. She couldn't contact Sister Xiaoyu, and the two people she contacted also blocked her, and the phone couldn't be reached. Woo woo woo, I didn't mean it."

After hearing Yueyue's words, Shang Xue felt her head buzz, her legs softened, and she knelt on the ground with a dull look in her eyes. She muttered to herself, "Xiaoyu is in trouble. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have persuaded Xiaoyu to leave."

Ni Jiamu looked over in shock. Ni Yuantang was equally shocked and asked, "Xue'er, what did you mean by that? Xiaoyu's disappearance has something to do with you?"

"It's all my fault." Shang Xue cried and beat her chest hard. "Xiaoyu came to me that night. She was struggling with whether to marry Jiamu. I persuaded her to leave. It's all my fault."

"So it was you, and you, and Leng Xiyan who planned this together?" Ni Jiamu's face was full of pain, and his voice trembled. "Why did you do this? I just like Xiaoyu and just want to be with her. What have I done wrong? You all say I'm good, but you don't want me to be well." Ni Jiamu's tears burst out and he shouted at the top of his lungs.

Ni Yuantang hurried forward and stood in front of Shang Xue: "Jia Mu, the most urgent thing now is to find Xiao Yu. We can talk about these things later."

Ni Jiamu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his emotions. Then he opened his eyes and said to Uncle Yang, "Go find Leng Xiyan."

When Leng Xiyan was found, she was talking on the phone with a panicked look on her face, and Lin Haoqing was standing next to her.

Seeing Ni Jiamu coming over, Leng Xiyan shrank back in fear and stammered, "Jiamu, you know..."

Before she could finish her words, Ni Jiamu grabbed her neck and roared, "Leng Xiyan, did I ever tell you not to interfere in my affairs with Xiaoyu? Do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you?"

Ni Jiamu's strength was astonishing. Leng Xiyan's face turned purple from being pinched, tears flowed uncontrollably, and a hissing sound came from her throat as she struggled desperately.

Seeing this, Lin Haoqing quickly pushed Ni Jiamu away: "Jiamu, Yanyan knows she was wrong. We have already found those two men."

Leng Xiyan also squatted on the ground, gasping for breath, and said weakly: "Yes, Jiamu, I have caught those two people."

The three of them came to the place where Zhang San and Li Si were imprisoned, only to see that the two men had been beaten to a pulp and were huddled in a corner, covered in wounds.

Seeing Ni Jiamu and Leng Xiyan standing in front of him, Li Si crawled to their feet like a stray dog and begged desperately, "Brother and sister, we don't know how we offended you, but you've beaten us and scolded us, please let us go."

Leng Xiyan kicked Li Si away and asked fiercely, "Where is Mo Yu? I told you to take her to the dock, where did you take her?"

Hearing this, Li Si's voice trembled as he said, "Are you the employer who asked us to deliver someone? This... this is none of my business. I wanted to send Miss Mo to the dock that day, but it was Zhang San who knocked her out. He said he would sell her for 30 yuan. Then we locked her up in a resettlement house in the urban village of H City, next to City A. I went to sell Miss Mo's jewelry. When I came back, Zhang San had broken Miss Mo's legs and worn her hands to the bone."

"How dare you? Where is the person? Tell me where he is?" Ni Jiamu kicked Zhang San hard.

"She ran away. I didn't know... We were drunk that night, and she ran away. I woke up just as she left the room. She jumped from the second floor in a panic, and I chased her downstairs. It was still dark, and I was dizzy. I searched everywhere but couldn't find her. I thought she was injured and couldn't run far, so I thought I'd look for her tomorrow. But when we went to look for her tomorrow, she was gone."

Li Si added, "The bloodstains were found by the river. Zhang San said Miss Mo might have fallen into the river."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ni Jiamu immediately went crazy, grabbing Li Si's collar like crazy and roaring, "Take me to find Xiaoyu."

After arriving at the location, the people brought by Ni Jiamu and Leng Xiyan quickly launched a carpet search.

Ni Jiamu came to where Mo Yu was imprisoned. The pool of blood next to the table had turned dark brown, like dried rust. The thumb-thick rope on the ground was also soaked in blood and turned dark red.

Ni Jiamu felt as if his heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, causing it to twitch in pain.

He walked to the railing outside, looked down, and said in a choked voice: "It's so high. If you weren't extremely scared, you would never jump down. How painful would it be to fall from such a height?"

Ni Jiamu came downstairs again. Mo Yu's bloodstains had formed a winding path, like a shocking red line.

He followed the trail of blood, his heart piercing with every step. He wondered, how had his Xiaoyu managed to walk so far with a broken leg? Had she crawled all the way there? The thought of this made his heart ache as if it were about to break. His Xiaoyu, normally so sensitive to pain, must have felt so hopeless after losing so much blood and with no one to care for her.

As Li Si had said, the blood trail finally stopped at the riverbank. Ni Jiamu, his eyes red, pointed at the water and said in a firm and resolute voice, "Even if we have to drain the river completely, we're going to find Xiaoyu."

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if thousands of needles were piercing him simultaneously. In an instant, beads of sweat covered his forehead. He clutched his chest in agony, gasping for breath.

Seeing this, Leng Xiyan hurried forward to support him: "Jiamu, what's wrong with you? Let's go to the hospital."

Ni Jiamu pushed Leng Xiyan away, struggled to get up, staggered forward, muttering: "I want to find Xiaoyu, I want to take her home." As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes went dark, he fell down and fainted.