Chapter 1308: Former Second Master's Wife Liu Rusi

"Don't worry, I'm here. Don't cry, listen to me." Lin Lang's voice sounded calm and reliable.

The crying on the other end of the phone paused noticeably.

Liu Rusi was slumped on the sofa in the living room of her villa in Singapore, the luxurious crystal chandelier illuminating her pale face, making it appear bloodless.

She gripped her phone tightly to her ear with one hand, her knuckles turning white from the force, while her other hand kept wiping away the torrent of tears, her delicate makeup now a complete mess.

The nanny, Azhu, stood to the side, watching Liu Rusi with anxious concern.

Hearing Lin Lang's words, Liu Rusi grasped at the last straw, her voice choked with sobs: "You...you say...I'm listening..."

"Stay home quietly, do nothing, don't call the police, don't mention this to anyone, and don't contact the kidnappers privately." Lin Lang's tone was firm and unquestionable.

"Let me tell my family first, and I'll rush over right away to help you save Shiyao."

“But…but they said…” Liu Rusi’s voice was once again drowned out by sobs.

"The kidnappers said that 8000 million Singapore dollars must be prepared within one hour, or they will... kill me! Waaah..."

"I do have that much money in my bank account, but... but I don't have that much cash at home!"

"It's already late, the banks have been closed for ages, I simply can't withdraw that much money!"

"The most important thing is... I'm afraid... I'm afraid that even if we give the kidnappers an 8000 million ransom, they will still kill her... I'm so afraid something will happen to my daughter..."

"Don't worry, I'm here," Lin Lang reassured him again, his tone resolute. "Don't worry about anything, just do as I say. I'll hang up now and head over there."

After saying that, Lin Lang decisively hung up the phone before Liu Rusi could speak again.

He stood there, the ease and comfort on his face long gone, replaced by an icy chill and solemnity.

After ending the call, Liu Rusi, anxious and worried, paced back and forth in the living room while wiping away her tears, as if she were an ant on a hot pan.

The nanny, Ah Zhu, stood by and comforted her, saying, "Don't cry, madam. The kidnappers are after money. As long as you pay the ransom, they will definitely release you."

Upon hearing the sound, Liu Rusi looked at the nanny, Azhu, and was momentarily at a loss.

Meanwhile, Lin Lang had already hurriedly returned to the Lin family villa.

The lobby on the first floor was brightly lit and warm.

Shen Cuiping was sitting on the sofa, holding the baby Lin Haocan in her arms, her eyes crinkling with laughter. Several of her slightly older grandchildren surrounded her, chattering and making a ruckus. The living room was filled with joyful laughter.

The human cub, not even a month old, is so cute, it looks like a tiny dumpling.

Little Haocan blinked his big eyes, staring blankly at his grandmother Shen Cuiping, his little mouth moving as he babbled, drool dripping from the corners of his mouth—he was incredibly cute.

When Lin Lang saw this scene, the tension in his heart unconsciously eased a little.

He stepped forward, trying to make his tone sound calm: "Mom, I have something urgent to attend to and need to go to Singapore. It's quite urgent, so I'll be going now."

Shen Cuiping was holding Xiao Haocan, looking down at the baby in her arms, when she heard the sound and glanced at Lin Lang.

"Son, you go ahead with your work. I have so many grandchildren and daughters-in-law here, so don't let me interfere with your work. Work is important, go on."

Lin Lang looked at Li Moli, who was standing beside him, and said, "Moli, I'll be going now. Take good care of Mom."

“Okay, don’t worry, honey,” Li Moli looked up and smiled at Lin Lang, “You go ahead, look how happy Mom is playing with the kids.”

Upon hearing this, Lin Lang reached out and touched his son Xiao Haocan's soft cheeks. Watching him babbling and waving his little fists, Lin Lang felt a surge of tenderness and adoration.

Sitting on the sofa, Pan Xiaoting looked at Lin Lang and said softly, "Honey, be careful on the road."

"Okay, I'm leaving now," Lin Lang said, taking one last look at the harmonious scene in the living room. He took a deep breath and said, "I'll come back and buy you gifts and treats."

Having said that, he said no more, turned around and walked quickly toward the door.

The moment he stepped out the door, the warmth on his face vanished, replaced by an icy chill and solemnity.

Without any hesitation, he activated the [Space-Time Mass Teleportation] skill the moment his mind was set on it.

The next second—

It was as if an invisible crack had been torn open in the air.

call out!

Lin Lang vanished from his spot without a trace, leaving not even a whisper.

……

at the same time.

The lobby on the first floor of Liu Rusi's villa in Singapore.

The crystal chandelier still shone brightly, but it couldn't penetrate Liu Rusi's despairing and cold heart.

She was burying her face in her hands, her shoulders trembling violently, her sobs suppressed and painful.

"Waaah... Shiyao... Mommy will save you... You'll be alright..."

Liu Rusi was completely immersed in fear and helplessness, unaware that the air in the center of the hall was slightly distorted.

Standing beside her, the nanny, Ah Zhu, was feigning concern, saying, "Madam, don't be too upset. The kidnappers only want money. As long as the money is paid, Miss will definitely come back safely..."

Just then, a very slight spatial fluctuation suddenly exploded in the center of the hall.

Ah Zhu subconsciously looked up.

The next second, she was struck dumb, her pupils dilating to their maximum size.

A man with an aura as cold and imposing as if he had stepped out of an ice prison appeared out of thin air in the center of the hall.

It was none other than Lin Lang, the lover of the mistress Liu Rusi!

Ah Zhu felt as if something was blocking her throat, making a series of incomprehensible "hoarse" sounds. Her face turned deathly pale instantly, and the hairs on her body stood on end.

Appearing out of thin air?!

Is he... a human or a ghost?

Ah Zhu, who had never seen Lin Lang display his superpowers in public before, was so frightened that her legs went weak and she retreated repeatedly.

Hearing the strange sound beside her, Liu Rusi sobbed and looked up, her eyes blurry with tears as she turned to look.

When she saw that familiar yet cold figure, she froze instantly.

Lin Lang?!

Didn't he say he was coming from China? How could he be here so quickly?!

Liu Rusi felt her mind go blank, and before she could react, her body had already made a move.

As if she had suddenly found her pillar of support, she stood up abruptly and staggered as she tried to throw herself into Lin Lang's arms.

"Honey……"

However, the moment she took a step, the sight before her completely stunned her.

Lin Lang didn't even look at her. Instead, he rushed over immediately. His usually gentle hands were now like iron clamps, grabbing the nanny Azhu's neck!

Click!

Lin Lang suddenly exerted force with his arm—

Lin Lang lifted Ah Zhu into the air with one hand!

"Uhh—!!"

Ah Zhu's face instantly turned a deep liver color, her eyes widened, and her tongue almost stuck out.

She flailed her limbs frantically, kicking her legs wildly in the air, making painful "hoarse" sounds from her throat, like a dying wild beast.

The air seemed to freeze.

Liu Rusi was so frightened her heart almost jumped out of her chest. She rushed over and grabbed Lin Lang's clothes tightly, crying out, "Darling! What are you doing?! Put Azhu down! You'll strangle her like this!!"

Lin Lang's eyes were icy cold, but his grip remained firm.

Only when Ah Zhu's struggles grew weaker and weaker, her face turning from flushed to death, and she was on the verge of suffocating, did he suddenly fling his hand away—

boom!

Ah Zhu was slammed onto the floor like a tattered sack.

"Uh...cough...cough cough cough..."

She was curled up on the ground, her hands tightly covering her neck, her body convulsing violently, gasping for breath, her eyes filled with fear and disbelief.

Liu Rusi was so frightened by this sudden scene that she trembled all over, but she still stood in front of Azhu and looked at Lin Lang with teary eyes: "Darling, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah Zhu... what happened to her? Why did you treat her like this?"

Lin Lang glared angrily at Liu Rusi, his voice as cold as ice: "You don't know yet, do you? It was the nanny, Azhu, who colluded with outsiders to kidnap your daughter, Zhou Shiyao."

His gaze slowly shifted to Ah Zhu on the ground, his tone carrying a chilling murderous intent.

These words struck Liu Rusi like a bolt from the blue.

She froze instantly, all color draining from her face.

Liu Rusi turned her head in disbelief, looking at Azhu curled up on the ground, still breathing heavily. Her lips trembled, and she asked in a tearful voice, "Azhu...did you really collude with outsiders to kidnap Shiyao?!"

Azhu trembled, her eyes darting away, unable to meet Liu Rusi's gaze, and she mumbled an incoherent explanation:

"Madam...I...I didn't...I didn't...You have to believe me..."

But her flustered expression said it all.

Liu Rusi's heart sank little by little.

She couldn't believe that Ah Zhu, who had worked as her nanny for five years, would do such a thing.

A profound sense of betrayal and fear overwhelmed her instantly.

She staggered back a step, tears welling up again.

"Why... Ah Zhu... why did you do this?"

Lin Lang stood aside, watching everything with a cold gaze, and took out a body bag from his personal space and threw it on the ground.

Then, Lin Lang casually picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table in the living room and said coldly, "Ah Zhu, if you tell the truth now, maybe I can still leave you with a whole corpse."

"Uh……"

Before Azhu could react, Lin Lang, a ruthless man of few words, had already plunged a knife into Azhu's thigh, causing her to let out a pig-like scream of pain.

Liu Rusi was so frightened by the bloody scene that she trembled all over and her face turned pale.

Lin Lang drew his knife.

puff-

Blood gushed out instantly, splattering on the floor and onto the back of his hand.

Ah Zhu screamed in agony, her face contorted in pain.

Lin Lang gripped the knife hilt with his other hand, his eyes as cold as ice as he looked at Ah Zhu, who was writhing in pain.

"I'll only ask you once."

Lin Lang's voice was deep and dangerous, carrying an undeniable sense of oppression.

"If you don't tell the truth, you'll die."

He slowly raised the blood-stained fruit knife and gently patted Ah Zhu's face with the cold blade.

Snapped.

Snapped.

Snapped.

With each pat, Ah-Zhu's body trembled violently.

The cold metallic touch, mixed with the pungent smell of blood, instantly shattered her psychological defenses.

Looking into Lin Lang's emotionless eyes, she felt as if she were seeing the Grim Reaper.

"Ah...no...don't kill me..."

Ah Zhu completely chickened out, tears and snot streaming down her face, her voice trembling uncontrollably, her eyes filled with fear of Lin Lang.