Rebirth: I Became Mr.President’s Beloved Chapter 1121: Is He Really Worth Such a Huge Risk?

Tang Li, however, did not act imdiately.

Upon hearing "black-on-black," the first thought that flashed through her mind was that Song Baiyan and the others had been discovered.

Seeing Ruan bypass her to enter the room carrying a child, Tang Li stopped him, "What are Kun and the others planning to do?"

Ruan glanced at her, not concealing anything, "Just now on the way back, I noticed tracks pressed into the grass at the tail end of the village. The width of these tracks is most commonly seen in surveillance robots."

So, it was Ruan who noticed the anomaly.

Not Kun or Ming.

"These kinds of surveillance devices are generally only used during stakeouts," Ruan added.

What he didn’t tell Tang Li was—

The opposing party can afford such ard surveillance equipnt, so they likely have a considerable background.

Absolutely not sothing a newly involved wealthy businessman would possess.

The opposing party wanting to see the goods marked as number 6 is just an excuse; the real target is this village.

Kun bringing people back to the village is akin to bringing wolves into the fold.

Those two billion are likely bait thrown out by them.

Every ti the factory finishes processing the goods, they are imdiately transported to the village.

Aside from the two billion worth of goods that Kun sold, presently, there is still heroin worth five or six billion left in the warehouse.

Before bringing the opposing party back, Kun had soone frisk them.

—Confiscating Mr. Wu’s cellphone and the guns used for self-defense by his subordinates.

Kun was not afraid they would sneak in communication devices, because the village is equipped with jamming devices that can cut off all communication signals.

On regular days, Kun contacts the outside world using a satellite phone.

The entire village only has that one.

Originally thinking it was foolproof, never expecting that the opposing party already saw them as bait.

When they returned, they had probably already been followed.

"These days, the village will not be safe." Ruan noticed Tang Li wasn’t moving, explained shortly, "The village has a cellar for hiding people. You all go there and stay for two days."

If his guess is correct, a shootout is sure to occur in the village.

Staying here longer, at best, one could be injured by mistake; at worst, lose a life.

Tang Li did not stop Ruan from picking up the sleeping Song Jingtian and only asked aloud, "Does Uncle Kun know there are intruders in the village?"

Ruan picked up the child’s slippers from the ground while answering her, "I’ll go find Kun after putting you in the cellar."

Which ans—

Kun and the others are still uninford.

Tang Li’s tense nerves slightly relaxed, she neither agreed nor disagreed with Ruan’s arrangents, obediently following him out of the stilt house towards the village’s disaster shelter cellar.

Upon entering the cellar, Ruan switched on the light bulb.

Inside the cellar, apart from a steel wire bed, there was a considerable amount of food stored.

Song Jingtian was still asleep, placed by Ruan onto the steel wire bed.

Just as Ruan was about to leave, Tang Li doubled over, clutching her stomach.

"What’s wrong?" Ruan asked.

Tang Li curled up like a ball, frowning and biting her lip, "My stomach hurts so bad I can barely stand."

Ruan approached and squatted down in front of her, but before he could check, Tang Li said with a pale face, "I just drank a bottle of water at Mr. Wu’s place; could there be sothing wrong with it?"

After speaking, she looked nervously at Ruan.

If it were heroin, Tang Li wouldn’t fare so well.

It is probably just so subpar drugs.

Ruan was just about to get so painkillers from above, when Tang Li swayed and collided straight into him; instinctively, he reached out his hand.

This support was how the gun holstered at the back of his waist was snatched away.

Ruan took two to three seconds to react.

However, within these few seconds, the sound of a gun being cocked echoed in the cellar.

A handgun pressed against his belly.

Ruan: "..."

He did not attempt to take back the gun, rely lifted his gaze to et Tang Li’s.

This was Tang Li’s first ti holding a real gun.

Heavy, even causing her wrist to ache.

But her hands did not shake, nor did her face reveal any panic. Facing Ruan’s deep gaze, she simply said, "I’m scared alone here with the child; I could only use this thod to keep you as company."

Ruan asked, "Did Mr. Wu promise you sothing when he called you into the room earlier?"

Because of Kun’s false advertising, Mr. Wu definitely believed Tang Li was a master at making drugs.

In this kind of business, the quality of the goods is crucial.

And processing is a pivotal step.

Therefore, Mr. Wu may not necessarily be interested in Tang Li, but he might be trying to recruit her as an expert.

"What promises were made, or none at all." Tang Li held the gun against him, not daring to relax her vigilance, "Mr. Wu and I simply chat quite well, don’t objectify ."

"..." Ruan.

"Mr. Wu is not a good person," Ruan warned, with a hint of gentle persuasion: "He will be harder to fool than Kun, if you follow him to Country R and he finds out you can’t refine drugs, he won’t let you go."

"Would Kun let go if he finds out I can’t refine drugs?"

Ruan answered her rhetorical question.

Using this thod to hold Ruan hostage, Tang Li just didn’t want him to go and tip off Kun.

She herself could refuse to be saved but Song Baiyan must not be caught here.

After a mont, Ruan said, "Kun hasn’t studied much, he beca known in the Golden Triangle relying on sheer ferocity. If Mr. Wu’s plan fails and exposes you, you don’t need to tell you what your fate would be."

Tang Li wasn’t intimidated by him, "Then I’ll tell Uncle Kun you’re the mole arranged by Mr. Wu."

"That way we all stay neat and tidy; nobody is left alive."

Ruan suddenly said, "I heard from Kun that you are already married in Country S."

"So what," Tang Li remained calm, "Even if I have a husband, it won’t stop from admiring Mr. Wu."

Ruan: "....."

After a long pause.

"Is Mr. Wu worth this risk?"

Tang Li didn’t answer whether it was worth it, simply saying, "Who can resist Mr. Wu’s erudition? What woman wouldn’t like that?"

At the end of her words, her lower back was jabbed by sothing sharp.

In the cellar, there were only three people.

Tang Li was about to turn around when Song Jingtian’s deliberately lowered childish voice sounded, "Don’t move."

Tang Li: "..."

The little guy’s warning did not successfully prevent Tang Li from turning.

Where she looked was a spring knife.

One model smaller than the one she carried.

Tang Li didn’t bother to ask where he got the spring knife, seeing the little guy unclear about friend or foe, she couldn’t help but say, "Why aren’t you jabbing him, why jab instead?"

Ruan: "..."

"Who is Mr. Wu?" Song Jingtian asked.

In front of Ruan, Tang Li couldn’t reveal the truth: "Just a man."

"Are you going to Country R with him?"

Tang Li figured Song Jingtian must have been pretending to sleep: "You’ve heard everything?"

The little guy, holding the spring knife, glared at her, "If I hadn’t woken up early, I wouldn’t have known you ran off with soone."

Almost beca a burden himself.

That Mr. Wu better not end up in his hands, or things will get ugly.

Tang Li paid no more attention to the finger-length spring knife, focusing on controlling Ruan with the gun, wavering on whether to send Song Jingtian to report, when barely audible footsteps sounded from above the cellar.

Ruan lifted his gaze toward the entrance.

In the next mont, Mr. Wu’s subordinate appeared in the cellar.