C11 Save Me

His heart tightened at the sound of the frail voice, "Where are you?"

"Jing... Jing Si, help me... I'm... in pain..."

The voice grew fainter, and before he could ask for the address, the line went silent, leaving only an unsettling quiet.

"Shen Yueyin?" Jing Si called out anxiously.

Only silence answered him, along with the creaking sound of a door opening.

A man dressed in black entered the room, carefully closing the door behind him. He tiptoed to Shen Yueyin's side, his fingers lingering on her face as if admiring a masterpiece.

"So similar..." he murmured, a suppressed laugh escaping his throat.

The laughter echoed in the empty room as he gently lifted Shen Yueyin, placing her on the only sofa in the room. He patiently brushed the dust from her dress, his gaze both covetous and tender.

"Liang, is that you back? Liang..."

As he spoke, he took Shen Yueyin's soft hand, placing it against his cheek, gently nuzzling it.

His eyes caught sight of the phone in her hand, the screen glowing. He laughed again, this time more quietly, "Liang, are you trying to escape again?"

With a light touch, he ended the call.

The busy signal droned on.

Holding the phone, Jing Si's gaze grew colder. Shen Yiliang, upon hearing Shen Yueyin's name, cautiously glanced at Jing Si.

Those dark eyes were icy, filled with an overwhelming presence, no—more accurately, a deadly aura!

It was a disdainful, hellish aura!

She shivered involuntarily but still managed to ask, "Is it Aunt? What's happened to her?"

Jing Si cast a cold glance at Shen Yiliang, noticing her fearful, curled-up posture. Without a word, he walked out while dialing his phone:

"Yuan, pull up all the surveillance around the J.Q building. I need to know who Shen Yueyin met or what car she got into after leaving. Contact Zhang Yuan and track the location of Shen Yueyin's phone. I want results in ten minutes. Also..."

He turned back to see Shen Yiliang, who had stood up with a book in hand, looking over in his direction, and added, "Get someone to the office to take care of Ruanruan."

"Yes!" Yuan responded promptly.

After giving all the instructions, Jing Si still felt restless. He sent the last few seconds of the phone call recording via email.

Meanwhile, the other side of the room was dimly lit by just a few candles.

Hiss—

She felt utterly weak.

Shen Yueyin slowly opened her eyes, suddenly meeting a pair of smiling eyes. How long had he been watching her like that?

Her brow furrowed as chaotic memories flooded her mind. Her body shivered involuntarily. She slightly moved her bound hands, trying to free herself, maintaining a calm facade as she spoke, "Who are you?"

"Already forgotten me? Naughty," the man replied, a smile still playing on his lips as he leaned in closer, making Shen Yueyin uncomfortable. Then, with a grin, he said, "I'm Kwoo Wenci."

Kwoo Wenci?

Shen Yueyin quickly searched her mind for the name but came up blank.

"Liang, where have you been all this time?" Kwoo Wenci asked, pulling a small ornate box from his pocket. With a slight flick of his fingers, the box opened.

The built-in light inside the box made the small diamond in the center sparkle brilliantly.

He looked up with eager anticipation, his smile growing increasingly unsettling as he asked, "Do you like it?"