Stolen Life of the Poor Girl, Top Luxury Family's Group Favor

Chapter 117

Wei Wenqing was the first to leave.

"The less you wear, the better," Wei Wenjuan told his brother.

Wei Wenqing's phone emitted a cold, mechanical sound: "Huh?"

Without the worry, anxiety, and tension about Xiaoya, Wei Wenjuan appeared much calmer and more clearheaded now.

He said in a low voice, "Walk with a swagger when you leave, and wear a pair of sunglasses. You need to look exactly like a wastrel rich kid."

In the blazing midday sun, Wei Wenqing wore a colorful beach shorts outfit, with the collar unbuttoned to his chest, revealing a trendy brand necklace—donated from Sheng Yuxiao's luggage.

He slicked his hair back, fully exposing his forehead.

His demeanor had instantly changed dramatically.

Wei Wenjuan said, "Maybe hire two girls to follow you too." That would make him look more like a playboy.

"That's overdoing it. Too many people around means you need to interact with them," Sheng Yuxiao shook his head.

"Hmm. Alright then... off you go."

Wei Wenqing felt a bit disappointed, but he was obedient. Just like when Wei Wenjuan had asked him to go to Li Village to find someone, he had gone without hesitation.

He walked out into the scorching sun, alone, swaggering to the roadside. He hailed a small car, first bought some local specialty food, then headed to the airport.

The whole process went so smoothly that Wei Wenqing could hardly believe it himself.

Right up until he successfully boarded the plane.

This time there was no private jet. When he looked up and saw the words "Air China," he instantly felt a great sense of security. It was even more reassuring than being surrounded by his own bodyguards.

Wei Wenqing had just left.

Next was Wei Wenjuan's turn.

Creating an accident couldn't be easier!

The resort Wei Wenjuan had booked occupied the most beautiful sea view, including a private beach area.

Whatever happened here was basically up to them to decide.

On a nearby cliff, someone lowered their binoculars: "They just pulled someone out of the water."

"What? Have our enemies become so scared that they're jumping into the sea themselves?"

"It should be a tourist caught in a rip current. Looks like they're dead..."

"Oh, that's none of our business. Keep watching the entrance and exit. I don't believe that guy in the wheelchair can resist going out forever."

"I hope they don't set off fireworks again today. What's wrong with these Hua Country people, why do they love fireworks so much! The scale of yesterday's fireworks must have cost at least tens of thousands of dollars."

They chatted idly, not paying much attention to the accident by the sea.

"The feeling of lying in a body bag isn't very pleasant," Wei Wenjuan's voice came out muffled through the fabric on this side.

Things had gone so smoothly up to this point, even Sheng Yuxiao hadn't expected it.

Sheng Yuxiao said in a low voice, "Mr. Wei really trusts me a lot."

"It's not that I trust you, it's because Xiaoya trusts you," Wei Wenjuan said.

Sheng Yuxiao's expression immediately changed.

Although his mother had reminded him not to meddle too much in Xiaoya's family affairs, as it would be impolite, at this moment, he still decided to do a good deed.

"Has Mr. Wei ever wondered why the old man has always kept Wei Lin around?"

Wei Wenjuan was silent for a while before speaking, "Father is not satisfied with us. Wei Lin is ambitious, which earns him more favor. The heir he likes would never choose to turn away when facing Ke Muning."

Wei Wenjuan continued, "...Even after Xiaoya's return, he still hasn't banished Wei Lin. I think he probably wants to use him as a whetstone for Xiaoya."

"Wei Lin actually isn't qualified to be your enemy," Sheng Yuxiao said.

"Oh? Please elaborate, Young Master Sheng." Wei Wenjuan didn't treat this young man as a junior at all, but placed him on an equal footing.

"The Gui Family's business needs an heir with courage to keep it in check. When the old man found that he couldn't select a suitable person... some businesses must be cut off."

Wei Wenjuan's tone changed slightly: "The businesses the old man wants to cut off are all in Wei Lin's hands?"

"It should be said that the businesses to be cut off were all handed over to Wei Lin."

The ambulance fell into a long silence again.

When they reached the police station, their "transfer point," Wei Wenjuan finally spoke again: "Thank you, Young Master Sheng. It's Xiaoya's luck to have met you in Li Village."

Sheng Yuxiao said sourly: "Even without me, she would have met other people, and those people would have been willing to help her too..."

Like Qin Sui.

Even that Ke Muning carried Xiaoya on his shoulders, didn't he?

Although part of the reason was that he didn't know her identity at all.

But to be able to win people's favor to such an extent upon first meeting, it's really not something everyone can do.

Thinking of this, Young Master Sheng's expression soured a bit more.

Wei Wenjuan laughed: "Then it should be said like this..." He murmured, "The Gui Family having Xiaoya is the Gui Family's luck."

Young Master Sheng snapped his fingers in agreement, then gently pushed the stretcher out.

Wei Wenjuan closed his eyes and continued to play dead.

The next steps would be handled by Wei Wenjuan's own people.

Sheng Yuxiao didn't see things through to the end, not because he was lazy. Rather, he thought that Wei Wenjuan's subordinates also needed to pick up their old trade again.

This was what his mother had taught him.

Teaching a man to fish is better than giving him fish, right?

Sheng Yuxiao rode in the ambulance, passed through several small alleys, and got off at a randomly chosen spot.

He didn't rush back to the beach, but first went to buy some small cookies, a little dress, and a prettier beach hat.

It had many more little flowers on it, wisteria, hanging down a bit from the brim. When the wind blew, the flowers would gently sway.

At least it had several dozen more flowers than those two.

Sheng Yuxiao was satisfied.

*

Ke Muning woke up very late, and they were about to have lunch.

"Sir, Wei Two has disappeared."

"Disappeared?"

"Yes, nineteen hours have passed, and we haven't found any trace of him. Could it be... he ran away?"

Ke Muning walked to the dining table, where Li Xiaoya was climbing onto a high chair.

The furniture abroad seemed to be made according to Dutch people's height, all ridiculously tall.

Ke Muning looked down, casually grabbed Li Xiaoya and put her on the chair, then said, "Any news from the airport?"

"The people stationed at the airport haven't spotted any suspicious individuals."

"Looks like he's hiding then." Ke Muning greeted Secretary Wang, then sat down.

Ke Muning asked Secretary Wang, "My friend, do you have any good ideas?"

Secretary Wang lifted his eyelids slightly and said, "What does Mr. Ke Muning plan to offer in exchange this time?"

Ke Muning clicked his tongue: "Forget it, too expensive... Let's use my method then."

"Should we make the people on the island suffer from food poisoning, or have a serial killer appear? This way, the local police will first lock down the area, then conduct a thorough search. No one can hide," Ke Muning said casually.

Li Xiaoya listened silently, lowered her head to take a bite of food, and gagged. It tasted a bit awful... But adhering to the principle of not wasting food, she slowly swallowed it.

This person is truly a formidable enemy!

Much more formidable than Wei Lin!

She thought as she ate.

"Is it that bad?" Ke Muning suddenly said, lowering his head to sniff the food on the plate, "Ugh, what is this stuff? Local specialty?"

Ke Muning had someone replace Li Xiaoya's food with two charcoal-grilled pork knuckles, accompanied by tree bun and orange juice.

Secretary Wang asked amusedly, "All for her?"

"Mm, is there a problem?" Ke Muning didn't understand. His nephew could eat three plates in one meal.

Across from him, Li Xiaoya slowly picked up a pork knuckle.

It was as big as two of her faces.

She opened her mouth and took a bite.

Pork knuckle HP -1.

Ke Muning couldn't help but pick up a pork knuckle himself and take a bite.

Pork knuckle HP -50.

Ke Muning finally noticed this huge difference and couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Haha! Alright, she really is a little pipsqueak!"

"Cut it into smaller pieces for her," Ke Muning instructed the bodyguard.

However, Ke Muning soon couldn't laugh anymore.

He received a phone call, and the person on the other end said: "The departure information for the two Wei brothers has been updated."

Ke Muning's face darkened: "They really ran?"

"Well, looks like my method won't be needed after all." Ke Muning looked up and asked, "Can you teach me how to write a few Chinese characters?"

Secretary Wang put down his water glass: "Sure, but that's a separate fee."

Ke Muning instantly gave up and turned to look at Li Xiaoya.

Li Xiaoya: "Huh?"

"Just write 'cowardly turtle, little bastard'," said Ke Muning, having just searched for insulting phrases in Hua Country's language.

She asked, "Who are we writing this to?"

"To that old man from the Gui Family."

Li Xiaoya: ?

Is this okay? You're teaching me to write insults to my grandfather?