Before Shen Ruyun had shifted her attention, her phone began to ring.
She glanced at the caller ID, her eyebrows furrowing.
Jiang Xue and Fang Weiwei were chatting, and taking advantage of the others’ distraction, Shen Ruyun sneaked off to the restroom on the first floor to answer the call.
Mr. Qian’s voice bore an undisguisable anger, "Shen Ruyun, you better explain to clearly, why did that mountain collapse?"
Shen Ruyun’s expression hardened, "Mr. Qian, why are you suddenly interested in such matters? It’s true that there was a landslide, but that’s for the Bo family to worry about, what does it have to do with you?"
"Utter nonsense!"
"Where is Qin Yan? Why hasn’t she called yet?"
Shen Ruyun stiffened again.
Qin Yan was still up in the mountains looking for that bastard!
But the mountain had already collapsed, and now it was unknown whether Qin Yan had managed to leave the mountain alive!
Shen Ruyun licked the corner of her lips; it would be best if she died on the mountain. Bo Yuanshan was getting old, he had already undergone heart bypass surgery, and wasn’t capable of handling intense work anymore.
If Qin Yan and Bo Yunshen died up there, among the sisters-in-law, she would stand out the most in Mrs. Bo’s eyes.
Perhaps by then, when distributing the inheritance, she could even beco the wealthiest woman in Tong City!
Then, would she still worry about not being able to pay her gambling debts?
Her lips curled upwards, her eyes turning gloomy with anticipation, she was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn’t even respond to Mr. Qian.
Having been in the underworld for so many years, Mr. Qian had never been snubbed like this; he felt deceived by the contemptible Shen Ruyun, irritation surged within him.
"You wretched woman, I have placed people there, and they’ve inford precisely, Bo Yunshen and Qin Yan haven’t co down from the mountain!"
"If Qin Yan is dead, what use is catching that little bastard?"
Shen Ruyun knitted her brow, uncaring about Mr. Qian’s concerns, "Qin Yinyin looks so good, selling her could bring in a decent sum of money, Mr. Qian, you should be satisfied!"
Mr. Qian snorted coldly—if he didn’t realize by now that Shen Ruyun had used him, he wouldn’t be where he was today.
Having raised hawks all his life, only to be blinded by them; how could Mr. Qian not be angry?
"Shen Ruyun, don’t forget, you helped with the kidnapping of Qin Yinyin, and I have recorded the phone calls. If I don’t receive the money within three days—"
"I’ll expose this matter to the Bo family!"
"You know well why Qin Yan and Bo Yunshen were on that mountain; whether the Bo family will spare you, will depend on your fate."
Bo Yunshen was the Bo family’s only hope, no matter how influential she was in Mrs. Bo’s eyes, how could she compare to Bo Yunshen?
She feared that Mrs. Bo might demand her life as reparation for Bo Yunshen!
Terrified out of her wits, Shen Ruyun hurriedly recited Mrs. Zhang’s thod of comforting Mrs. Bo, placating him.
Only when she felt he was not as angry did Shen Ruyun continue, "Qin Yan is quite fortunate, just keep Qin Yinyin, and I guarantee the money will reach you without shortage, how about that?"
Mr. Qian scoffed coldly, his voice sharp with nace, "If you deceive again, I won’t be so easygoing!"
Shen Ruyun nodded eagerly, repeatedly assuring him until she had finally cald Mr. Qian down before hanging up.
Standing in the restroom holding her phone, Shen Ruyun’s complexion was so darkly intense it could almost drip. Licking her lips, she prayed for the first ti, hoping that a person she despised would erge unscathed!
She was furious!
...
Bo Yunshen carried Qin Yan along a main road and started running.
Although he was in the mountains, he could still vaguely make out that a mountain behind him was collapsing.
From the direction, it seed to be the Shi Lin District in the back mountain.
That was the path Qin Yan had ntioned before, where she would get hurt. It probably happened during the landslide when rocks fell and struck her.
Qin Yan’s condition looked extrely dangerous. Holding her, Bo Yunshen could even feel a warm liquid seeping out from her body.
Bo Yunshen rembered there was a rescue station midway up the mountain.
When Bo Yunshen arrived, he encountered soone he recognized, the cleaner, Old Zhang.
Every year when Bo Yunshen ca to pay respects to the deceased mbers of the Bo Family, he would et him several tis.
Seeing Bo Yunshen holding a bloodied person, Old Zhang didn’t hesitate and imdiately stepped aside to let him and Qin Yan in.
It was raining heavily outside. Bo Yunshen had run down the mountain carrying Qin Yan, which was no different from carrying a heavy load. He caught his breath slightly and looked around the rescue station, his gaze landing on the dicines on the shelf.
Bo Yunshen instinctively reached out and fumbled around—there were not only Western dicines but also bottled potions. He was so hasty that he almost broke one of the vials.
"What are you doing!"
Old Zhang shouted, stretching out his hand to stop Bo Yunshen.
Qin Yan’s injury was deeply tied to Bo Yunshen, and with a layer of anger simring in his heart, he snapped back at Old Zhang.
"What can I do? Of course, I’m trying to save her!"
His gaze shifted toward Qin Yan, whose blood had dyed the small bed red, looking exceptionally fierce.
Bo Yunshen’s gaze imperceptibly shrank.
Old Zhang looked Bo Yunshen up and down and snorted coldly, stepping aside with his thin body, "Fine, save her, go ahead!"
Bo Yunshen’s face darkened. He reached out to search through the dicines on the shelf. There were many nas he hadn’t even heard of. Seeing Qin Yan’s condition, Bo Yunshen dared not use any dication recklessly.
He grabbed Old Zhang’s shirt and pulled him in front of the shelf, his voice low, "Which one is the hemostatic dicine? You work here, right? Help!"
Old Zhang slapped Bo Yunshen’s hand away. "Young man, don’t you have respect for the elderly? Besides, I’m just a caretaker here. Do I really have to help you save soone?"
Bo Yunshen was stunned.
Since Old Zhang was in the rescue station, he must surely know so dical skills.
His refusal was simply his unwillingness to help.
Bo Yunshen grew resolute, his impatience reaching a breaking point. "I’m telling you to save her! Give more nonsense, and if sothing happens to her, do you believe I’ll make you join her?"
At those words, a sneer crossed Old Zhang’s face.
He slapped Bo Yunshen again and opened the window, the fierce storm pouring in through the slit.
Old Zhang’s voice turned cold. "See? On this entire mountain, only the three of us are left. If you kill now, no one will know."
After the teorological station issued the heavy rain warning, all the dical staff at the rescue station had already evacuated!
With Old Zhang’s words, Bo Yunshen also realized—they must be afraid of dying, so they had already followed the others and evacuated.
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