He thought he could clear his grievances by turning on all the surveillance screens, but Qiao Chuyang was disappointed once again. Looking at the blank screen, Qiao Chuyang collapsed onto the floor.
"This... Why was there no picture? "Why?"
Ouyang Jingyu's eyes gradually became clouded with a layer of frightening gloom. All of the surveillance cameras began to show abnormal reactions, but none of them noticed anything amiss.
This was sufficient proof that they were either slacking off or deliberately creating opportunities for others.
"Call me for all the protection."
Not long after, dozens of bodyguards lined up in a straight line in front of Ouyang Jingyu. All of them had their heads down, not daring to meet Ouyang Jingyu's cruel black eyes.
"Tell me, who was in the duty room last night?"
Although his voice was not loud, it was filled with vigor.
The three men trembled as they walked in front of Ouyang Jingyu. When they raised their heads and saw the pair of black eyes of the Brilliant Hall shining with a cruel and ruthless light, their faces turned pale and they knelt in front of Ouyang Jingyu.
"Why is the screen blank?"
"Yesterday …" Last night was like this for a period of time. We immediately conducted an investigation, but were stopped by Young Mistress.
One of the men said while trembling in fear. However, these words were like a thunder from a clear sky and fiercely hit Qiao Chuyang's body.
"Are you talking nonsense? I didn't leave the room last night at all? How could I possibly stop you? " Qiao Chuyang rushed in front of Protector in a flurry of emotions and pulled his collar as he shouted in anger.
"Young Mistress, please stop us. Everyone has seen it for themselves, I can lie by myself, do you think everyone will lie?"
Chu Yang's almond-shaped eyes widened, and his long eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly's wing.
"Ouyang Jingyu, do you believe what they say?" Qiao Chuyang loosened his grip and turned around to look at Ouyang Jingyu who was sitting on a wheelchair.
"I just want to know the whereabouts of the child. I don't need to care about anything else for now."
Ouyang Jingyu's calmness suddenly gave Qiao Chuyang a premonition that there was a conspiracy lurking behind it.
"Young Master, it was really the young mistress who took the child away. We saw it with our own eyes." A servant behind Ouyang Jingyu suddenly walked up to him and said in a soft voice.
"Are you sure?" Ouyang Jingyu slightly lifted his thin lips as a thought-provoking light flashed in the depths of his eyes.
"Yes, and Young Mistress told me to prepare some things the child needed. I had always thought that Young Mistress wanted to carry the child to her room, but I didn't think that such a thing would happen."
Facing the servant's colorful speech, Qiao Chuyang fell into complete despair. Everything was so perfect that he couldn't find any flaws. He was trapped in one of the suffocating worlds that could swallow him at any time.
"And then?" Ouyang Jingyu lazily leaned against a wheelchair as he asked a servant with a god-like tongue.
"No …" There was no more 'then'. And then I left the young lady's room. "
Ouyang Jingyu nodded, a trace of malice flashing through his eyes.
"Are you sure you've been to the Young Mistress' room?" The servant nodded affirmatively.
"I've been there, and I've put some of the things that kids need on the bed. I saw the young lady with the baby and she was trying to get the baby to sleep. "Yes."
The servant spoke very sincerely, not allowing anyone to find a single flaw.
"Pa …" Ouyang Jingyu moved his wheelchair and directly walked in front of the servant. A slap that was mixed with a cold wind ruthlessly landed on the servant's face.
A servant who could not control his anger was directly beaten. Lying on the ground, he looked at the ashen-faced Ouyang Jingyu with a pained expression.
"Hand over the child." Everyone was shocked by the sudden turn of events, especially Qiao Chuyang.
"Young master, you... What are you talking about? The child was carried away by the young mistress, I … How do I know where the baby is? "
Ouyang Jingyu coldly snorted. His cold eyes were filled with chilliness.
"How much did you get from Leng Ning? For you to work so hard to perform for him? "
The word "cold" immediately made the servant fall to the ground like a deflated ball.
"Quickly hand over the child. Hurry up!"
Qiao Chuyang uncontrollably rushed in front of the servant and shouted.
"I don't know."
The denial from the servant caused Ouyang Jingyu's face to turn even more ashen. His pair of black, sharp eyes were as cold as ice. They were like a pair of daggers that were shot at her face.
"Even if you don't say it, I'll see how long you can last."
Ouyang Jingyu moved his wheelchair and arrived in front of one of the guards, pulling him in front of himself. Picking up the fruit knife that was placed on the table, he stabbed it straight at the wrist …
"Don't ah …" The servant was so scared that his face turned pale. He hastily crawled in front of Ouyang Jingyu and grabbed his right hand.
"I …" "I said, don't hurt my son."
The servant-girl's obedience caused a proud smile to appear on Ouyang Jingyu's carving-like handsome face.
"In a shitty house in my hometown, I sent the child out last night. In addition, I also turned off the computer's surveillance screen."
Ouyang Jingyu nodded.
"Hurry up and bring me the child. Remember, we must bring him back safely." After all, this was a child that he had personally served. Although he was the child of his enemy, Ouyang Jingyu didn't want him to be injured in the slightest.
"Both of you, get out of this house at once. "Go back and tell Leng Ran that he should use a smarter method to beat me up next time and not use such a foolish method to reduce my ability."
Ouyang Jingyu had a sly fox-like smile on his face.
About an hour later, Gangzi carried a crying child to Ouyang Jingyu.
What was strange was that this child who had been crying very hard had instantly stopped when he saw Ouyang Jingyu. His small eyes that were filled with sparkling and translucent tears were tightly staring at Ouyang Jingyu's face.
Ouyang Jingyu sighed.
"Hand him over to Li Feng and have him send him to Zi Chen and Zi Yan."
"Can you …" You want me to take care of him? " Qiao Chuyang said softly. Only by keeping the child by his side would he be able to fulfill Peter's threat.
"You want to take care of him yourself?" Ouyang Jingyu's long and narrow eyes flashed with an enigmatic light.
"Yeah, I've taken care of Zi Yan and Zichen before, I can take care of him."
Ouyang Jingyu nodded and ordered Gangzi to pass the child to Qiao Chuyang. Then he slid the wheelchair out of the dining room.
"You are my only bargaining chip in saving my own child. You have to listen to me, don't you?"
Qiao Chuyang whispered into the child's ear.
After a few days of contact, Qiao Chun Yang had fallen for this child. Although they were not related by blood, every time the child walked shakily to him, a loving smile would appear on her rosy face.
"Gangzi, where are you going?" Qiao Chuyang asked softly when he saw Gangzi carrying a tray of dishes. She knew that Gangzi was going to deliver food to Peter.
"Young Mistress, why ask when you already know the answer?"
"I'll go with you. I also want him to see the child. Maybe he will find out and tell me the whereabouts of my child."
Gangzi was a little hesitant, but he still nodded when he saw the child in Qiao Chuyang's arms.
The appearance of the child caused Peter, who had his eyes closed all this time, to see a glimmer of hope. A happy smile appeared on his red and swollen face.
"Can I touch him?"
Peter's plea made the kind-hearted Qiao Chuyang unable to refuse, carrying the child to Peter.
Although he was tied to the chair, Peter managed to touch the child's soft cheeks.
"Can you tell me where my son is?"
Peter greedily smelled the scent of the baby's milk. He ignored Qiao Chuyang's question.
He didn't stop his eyes from flickering with cruelty until he stood in the doorway.
"Unless you leave with me, you won't be able to find out where your child is in this lifetime, and half a month will be up soon. If I don't go back in half a month, my subordinates will directly send that adorable child to heaven."
The words were filled with hostility, causing Qiao Chuyang to appear behind him. His body was shaking uncontrollably.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll directly kill this child in front of you?"
Peter suddenly laughed.
"You won't, it's impossible for the kind you to do this. Chu Yang, this is the reason I love you. Ouyang Jingyu is such a cruel demon, you can even let him go, how can he harm such an innocent and cute treasure?"
Peter said with determination.
"You …"
Qiao Chuyang's face was livid with anger. She knew that Peter had taken advantage of her weakness, and that she was unable to do anything to this naive and cute child.
Looking at Qiao Chuyang's furious back view, a trace of malevolence flashed across Peter's face.
"This is your last chance. I hope you can succeed." Not long after Qiao Chuyang left, Gangzi appeared in front of Peter like a ghost, placing the item in his hand between his legs.
Looking at the thing between his legs, Peter had a devilish smile on his face.
Ouyang Jingyu, I'm going to take away your woman. I will not give you any chance to communicate with her after this departure.
She knew that half a month was almost up. If she could not find the key to Peter's steel rope, then she might really see the body of the child.
No, I have to find the key right away.
Thinking of this, Qiao Chuyang quickly coaxed the child to sleep and then walked towards Ouyang Jingyu's study. She placed all her hope in the study, hoping to find the key.
Avoiding all the servants and the surveillance footage, Qiao Chuyang successfully walked into Ouyang Jingyu's study. However, after searching for a long time, he still couldn't find anything.
There was no helping it, when he was sure that Ouyang Jingyu would be back soon, Qiao Chuyang could only leave the study in disappointment. If Ouyang Jingyu hadn't ordered someone to remove the security camera in the study a few days ago, she really wouldn't have dared to make such a bold move.