Capítulo 1328: 231: Zhao Jingrong has gone mad!_3

In no time, Ni Yang and Mo Qishen followed Zhao Yu downstairs.

“Aunt Ni is here.”

Ni Chengui tried hard to stabilize his emotions and asked, “Yangyang, did you find Zhao Jingrong?”

“Not yet.” Ni Yang shook her head.

For some reason, Ni Yang couldn’t shake off a sense of dread in her heart.

Ni Chengui said worriedly, “Sigh, where could she have gone?”

Right at that moment, Mo Qishen’s brick phone started ringing.

Despite its weight, given the current situation, he kept it in his hand at all times.

Mo Qishen answered the call.

Ni Chengui handed a bowl of sweet soup to Ni Yang, “By the way, Yangyang, I made this sweet soup. Try some.”

“Thank you, Aunt Ni.” Ni Yang reached out to take the soup.

She harbored no suspicion toward Ni Chengui.

In that instant, Ni Chengui’s heart leapt to her throat.

This soup was laced with deadly poison.

If Ni Yang drank it, she would die.

Memories of the first time she met Ni Yang flashed through her mind, along with recollections of the moments they shared over the years… Ni Chengui’s eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

No!

Ni Yang couldn’t die!

She couldn’t harm Ni Yang!

While Mo Qishen was still listening intently to the call, his complexion suddenly shifted as he reached out to knock the sweet soup from Ni Yang’s hands. But Ni Chengui beat him to it.

“Stop!” Ni Chengui shouted, “You can’t drink this!”

Crash!

The sweet soup spilled all over the floor.

Mo Qishen cast a sharp, knowing glance at Ni Chengui but remained silent, waiting to hear what she had to say.

“Aunt Ni? What’s wrong?” Ni Yang asked, puzzled as she looked at Ni Chengui.

The others in the room exchanged curious glances.

What’s going on?

Ni Chengui’s legs buckled, and she collapsed onto the carpet. “It’s poisoned… This bowl of sweet soup is poisoned, Yangyang. You can’t drink it! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

She had betrayed Ni Yang.

She shouldn’t have harbored thoughts of harm.

Thankfully!

Thankfully, she had realized her mistake in time.

Upon hearing this, Mo Qishen’s frown softened a bit.

Nia Chengui’s honesty suggested she might not be beyond redemption after all.

“Aunt Ni! What exactly happened?” Ni Yang crouched down and helped Ni Chengui to her feet.

“Zhao Jingrong arrived at Jinghua Village long ago. She’s already gotten to Aunt Ni,” Mo Qishen said coolly.

“Xiaomo, you knew already?” Ni Chengui looked at Mo Qishen in surprise.

Mo Qishen replied, “I just found out over the phone.”

“Yes, Zhao Jingrong found me!” Ni Chengui nodded tearfully. “She even took Yuanyuan hostage! She threatened me with Yuanyuan’s life, forcing me to poison you. If I didn’t, she said she’d kill Yuanyuan…”

Upon hearing this, everyone’s expressions turned pale.

No one expected Zhao Jingrong to truly have shown up!

And within a single afternoon, Ni Chengui had gone through so much!

The others in the house hadn’t noticed a thing.

How did Zhao Jingrong find her way to them?

“What about Yuanyuan? How is she now?” Ni Cuihua asked urgently.

Mrs. Zheng and Mrs. Shangguan also stepped forward.

Yuanyuan was only two years old. Ni Chengui cared for her as if she were her own life. Facing such a situation, Ni Chengui must be feeling devastated.

“She, she, she’s still with Zhao Jingrong… Yangyang, what should I do?” Ni Chengui cried bitterly as she held onto Ni Yang.

She didn’t know what to do.

All she could do was turn to Ni Yang for help.

“Aunt Ni, don’t be afraid. I will find a way to save Yuanyuan,” Ni Yang said, then turned to Shangguan Dehui. “Dad, contact the police station. I’ll go with Aunt Ni.”

“Yangyang, why not play along?” Mo Qishen suggested.

Ni Yang understood his intent.

He wanted her to fake her death to deceive Zhao Jingrong and pull off a clever ruse.

Ni Yang shook her head. “Faking death only works once; it won’t fool her a second time. The most direct way to rescue Yuanyuan now is for me to negotiate with Zhao Jingrong face-to-face.”

Zhao Jingrong wasn’t an idiot.

A fake death wouldn’t deceive her!

The only viable solution now was direct negotiation.

Mo Qishen grasped Ni Yang’s hand. “Then I’ll go with you.”

Ni Yang nodded. “Alright.”

The group moved toward the door together.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out from above. “Ni Yang, don’t bother looking. I’m right here.”

Zhao Jingrong had already anticipated Ni Chengui’s hesitation, so she had prepared for it.

Ni Yang looked up to see Zhao Jingrong holding Yuanyuan on the rooftop.

It was 5:30 in June. The sky was still bright, and the sun remained high.

“Zhao Jingrong,” Ni Yang called out, looking up at her, “Let’s talk properly. Don’t make things difficult for Yuanyuan, alright? She’s only two.”

Zhao Jingrong looked at Ni Yang. “Ni Yang, do you think it’s funny to plead with someone who’s about to die?”

Ni Yang took a deep breath. “As long as you let Yuanyuan go, I’m willing to agree to anything you want.”

She added, “Zhao Jingrong, aren’t you in love with Mo Qishen? If you let Yuanyuan go, I’ll divorce Mo Qishen!”

The reason Zhao Jingrong had done all these insane things was for Mr. Mog.

Hit her where it hurts the most.

Hearing this, Mo Qishen turned to look at Ni Yang.

Though he knew Ni Yang was lying to Zhao Jingrong, he still felt uneasy.

What if Ni Yang wasn’t just bluffing?

He… couldn’t risk it.

On the rooftop, Zhao Jingrong chuckled. “Divorce? Ni Yang, do you take me for a three-year-old?” Even if they truly divorced, what difference would it make?

Could Zhao Jingrong really be with Mo Qishen now?

Ni Yang looked at Zhao Jingrong earnestly. “Zhao Jingrong, I’m being serious here! If you let Yuanyuan go, I’ll sever ties with Mo Qishen right away! I understand your hesitation; you know of Mo Qishen’s status. With just one word from him, he can clear you of all your past crimes! So don’t think you don’t have a way out.”

“Not only do you have a way out, but your future path is full of opportunities. It’s just a matter of whether you’re willing to grab them!”

What was Zhao Jingrong lacking the most right now?

Hope!

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jingrong’s expression shifted.

Ni Yang continued, “Zhao Jingrong, I give you my word of honor that what I’m saying is true.”

“Ni Yang! I will never believe you!”

“Why not?” Ni Yang replied urgently. “If you don’t trust me, then the only road left for you is a dead end!”

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