Chapter 118
"The second young master is back! The little young master is back too!" The servant came running in, shouting.
Wei Xuanming was on the phone with an old friend.
The friend said on the other end, "Our people are all positioned on the perimeter, but unfortunately Ke Muning's men have taken the high ground. If a fight breaks out, it'll still cost us some manpower."
Wei Xuanming replied, "That's fine."
"I heard someone died on the island today, identity unknown, still investigating..."
Wei Xuanming's breath hitched: "Is that so? How did they die?"
Just as the old man was about to continue, he was interrupted by the servant's shouts.
"What? Who? Who's back?" Wei Xuanming hadn't hung up the phone yet, but he turned his head and asked sternly.
The servant, hands on knees, took a breath, not having time to repeat himself.
Wei Wenqing pushed his brother in.
Wei Wenjuan was dressed sloppily.
But Wei Wenqing was even more outrageous—he was actually dressed in garish colors, chest bared, looking like a playboy fresh from a party.
Wei Xuanming thought he must be seeing things.
Hadn't they nearly lost control emotionally on the phone just yesterday? How did they come back looking so... "festive"?
Wei Xuanming almost thought his younger son had been possessed.
"What's wrong? Don't worry! It might not be your two boys," the old friend on the phone hurriedly consoled, hearing Wei Xuanming's prolonged silence.
Snapped out of his shock by the voice, Wei Xuanming said to his friend: "Sorry, we can put our plans on hold for now. I'll call you back later."
After saying this, he handed the phone to a servant nearby and asked his first question: "Where's Li Xiaoya?"
"Still on the island," Wei Wenjuan answered.
They hadn't even had time to change clothes before rushing over to see the old man.
Wei Xuanming didn't feel like his son had taken his words to heart after hearing this.
He asked coldly: "Are you trying to spite me?"
Wei Wenjuan frowned: "No."
"I told you not to rashly try to rescue her, so you simply left Li Xiaoya on the island. If not spite, then what?" Wei Xuanming questioned.
Wei Wenjuan scoffed and said, "You don't have that much influence over me and Wenqing. Young Master Sheng persuaded us to come back, saying Li Xiaoya was very safe..."
Wei Xuanming didn't lose his temper again. He gripped the armrest of his chair and asked, "The Sheng family would allow him to get involved? Is he planning to rescue Li Xiaoya?"
"I heard the second young master and the others are back!" Wei Lin's voice rang out from outside the door, getting closer, and in a blink, he was in front of them.
He took a couple of breaths and said, "That's great, as soon as I heard, I came right back..." Wei Lin finished speaking, then turned his head and his gaze also paused briefly on Wei Wenqing's outfit.
"This, why are you dressed like that?"
But no one paid attention to Wei Lin.
Wei Wenjuan continued, "The situation is a bit strange."
"What do you mean?"
Ke Muning looked at Secretary Wang, "Is there such an insult?"
Secretary Wang nodded with a smile.
At this moment, Wei Xuanming took a breath, picked up the phone, and not daring to call Li Xiaoya by name, only said, "Not yet."
Li Xiaoya asked again, "Are your two sons alright?"
Ke Muning asked Secretary Wang what she was saying.
Secretary Wang was almost unable to hold back from laughing out loud. He lowered his head slightly to conceal his expression and said, "She's saying exactly what a kidnapper would say in their first phone call."
Ke Muning raised an eyebrow, "This sentence is a threat."
If a stranger were to ask about your sons right off the bat, it would indeed sound like a threat. The next sentence would typically be "I have your son."
So this wasn't wrong at all.
Li Xiaoya continued, "I wonder if they brought back what they were supposed to?"
The old man, unable to hide the turmoil in his heart, said in a deep voice, "No."
They hadn't been able to bring Li Xiaoya back.
"You should ask them."
"...Alright, I'll ask." The old man said with a complex expression.
"What is she saying now?"
"Telling that old man to ask his two good sons properly."
Ke Muning snorted, "He should ask them how they became such cowards. The old man is a hardliner, he'll surely be furious."
Ke Muning snatched the receiver from Li Xiaoya's hand and cursed in English at the other end, essentially saying you bunch of idiots, what are you hiding from, sooner or later I'll shove a gun up your asses.
After saying this, he hung up the phone.
On the other end, Wei Xuanming: "............"
For once, he didn't get angry at Ke Muning's crude and overbearing style.
Now it could be confirmed that the call was indeed from Ke Muning.
Wei Wenjuan hadn't lied.
He wasn't being spiteful.
Li Xiaoya was indeed very safe, even safe to the point of being... unbelievable.
Wei Xuanming suddenly asked Wei Lin and his two sons, "How is Li Xiaoya's English coming along?"
"She's still not quite keeping up with the school's teaching progress," Wei Lin answered.
Wei Xuanming immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Wei Lin: ?
Why did he breathe a sigh of relief?
Wei Xuanming thought to himself, that's good then, so she couldn't understand Ke Muning's foul language.
At this moment, Ke Muning also turned to Secretary Wang: "Don't let her use the phone translator for that last part."