Destined Wife: The Apple Of My Eye Chapter 148 The Nightmare Becomes True

“What's the dream?” Fei Shan does not hear Yan Hua's words clearly. He touches her forehead and finds that it's full of sweat.

Yan Hua shakes her head. “I'm fine... I can't remember it at once.”

“Drink some water.” Fei Shan doesn't continue to ask. He just comforts her, “They are all false. Dreams are reversed.”

“Right...” Yan Hua takes the cup from him and lowers her head so that Fei Shan could not see her blank eyes. “They are all fake... Fake.”

The blanket next to her squirms a few times. Then a round little head appears.

“Mommy?” Gungun rubs his eyes.

Yan Hua feeds him some water. Fei Shan hands her a towel. Then Yan Hua uses it to wipe Gungun mouth and picks him up. She tells Fei Shan, “I take him to wash his face.”

“OK. Be careful!”

In the toilet, Gungun blinks at his and says, “Mommy, I just dreamed of Uncle!”

Bang! Yan Hua lets the vase beside the washstand fall down. It grunts on the carpet, rolls, and finally stops at Gungun's feet. Gungun picks it up carefully, “Mommy, it's not broken!”

“Thank you! Gungun.” Yan Hua puts the vase back and squats down to look at him. “Did you dream of Uncle?”

Gungun nods, “Yes. Uncle said he was going to a very far place. He also said that I was a man and had to take care of Mommy in the future!”

Yan Hua stands up and raises her head to look at the mirror. She finds that she looks so anxious and can't hide her expression at all.

“Fei Shan.” She says. Fei Shan is ready to order some food for them at that time. He is shocked when he sees Yan Hua comes back in a hurry with Gungun in her arms.

Yan Hua says very seriously, “I want to make a phone call.”

“... Okay.” Fei Shan doesn't ask anything, and hands the phone to her.

His phone is switched on to wifi. Yan shows her appreciation to him, “Please take care of Gungun for me. I'll go to another place to call.”

“Uncle... Is Mommy unhappy?” Gungun asks him in a low voice. Fei Shan takes him to sit on the chair.

Fei Shan thinks about it for a moment. Then he asks Gungun, “Did you say anything to your mother just in the toilet?”

“Well... I said that I was dreaming of my uncle.” Gungun kicks his little foot. “Mommy also drops the vase on the ground by accident.”

Fei Shan frowns. Uncle... It refers to Lang Ruoxian.

“What happened to Uncle in your dream?”

“Uncle said he would go far away...” After thinking about it, Gungun is about to say that he is a man. Suddenly, his eyes flash and he calls his mommy loudly!

Fei Shan turns his head. Then he sees that Yan Hua walks back with her pale face.

“What happened?” He asks directly according to his intuition.

Yan Hua sits down. Then she says in a low voice, “Lang Ruoxian has disappeared in Eastern Europe. Shu Sheng has not gotten his message for two days.”

“How did he disappear?” Fei Shan is stunned. “Where's Li Yi? They left together.”

“Shu Sheng thought that those guys' target was Lang Ruoxian and they disappeared when they took him away from the hotel.”

Gungun looks terrified. He suddenly asks, “Mommy? Where's Uncle?”

“He is on business and will be back in a few days.” Yan Hua hugs Gungun in her arms and embraces his soft little body. She tries not to shiver. What is the meaning of last night's dream? Where is Lang Ruoxian?

“Keep calm now.” Fei Shan is a little uncomfortable when he sees her pale face. Lang Ruoxian still shows his existence after leaving. When Fei Shan knew that he could stay with her during this year, he thought maybe he could let Yan Hua love him.

But now...

Even Yan Hua herself doesn't know that she does worry about Lang Ruoxian. If she didn't like him, she would not react like this.

“Lang Ruoxian is smart. And his people are looking for him.” Fei Shan comforts Yan Hua, for he also knows that this is not a time for jealousy. “Besides, if the kidnappers really aim at him, they must want money.”

Yan Hua nods, “I think so.”

If they just wanted to pay him out, they would kill him directly. But in fact, they tried very hard to kidnap him.

“But... It's been two days and they never contact anyone to ask for money.” She adds, “Even though they want money. But if they regret...” She dares not think further.

Fei Shan sighs, “I'll go to tell the program group that we're going to go back when the plane lands. Let's cancel this schedule!”

“No.” Yan Hua shakes her head. “How do you talk to them? Anyway, it's only two days. We can go back as soon as it finishes.”

Besides, she can't do anything even if she goes back. Gungun leans on the window and giggles. No one knows when he got there. Yan Hua looks at her son and says to Fei Shan, “Gungun is so happy. Don't let him down.”

In a dark cabin, different kinds of garbage are on the ground. The chandelier is hung by a rope from the ceiling, shaking slightly from time to time, and its shadow on the wall is like a ghost.

“Who are you?” Lang Ruoxian sits under the lamp. His hands and feet are tied to the chair.

It has been a day and a night. After he wakes up, he calmly a.n.a.lyzes the situation. At present, he can only guess they kidnap him for money or for revenge. It'll be easy to handle it if they want money. But if they want to revenge...

“It's been so long. Obviously you're not for money.” Lang Ruoxian says certainly, “Who told you to catch me? Let him talk to me. I don't have time to spend with him here.”

There are three people to watch him. They shift every day and make sure that two of them are there. But no one has ever spoken. Lang Ruoxian doesn't know if they can't speak Chinese or they just don't want to speak.

A bearded foreigner closes to him and unties the rope in his hand. Then he gives Lang Ruoxian a bottle of water.

Lang Ruoxian drinks half the bottle without checking it.

“Aren't you afraid that we put poison in the water?” Another man asks. He looks like an Oriental, but certainly not a Chinese.

Hearing that they finally open their mouth, Lang Ruoxian coughs several times. Then he says with a faint smile on his face, “I have been drinking for two days. You can poison early if you want. It seems that your boss is coming.”

“How do you know?” The short man hiding in the corner asks.

Before Lang Ruoxian shakes his wrist, the man with big beard has picked the rope up and says, “Put your hands behind the chair!”

Then Lang Ruoxian is tied up again.

“You are willing to talk to me now. Doesn't that mean it is going to finish soon?” He doesn't care to be tied again. Actually, he is obedient to be tied up. He asks, “It's the Chinese who asks you to kidnap me. Right?”

“How do you know...”

“Beard!” The short man interrupts the man with big beard.

The man with big beard curses and raises his hand to give Lang Ruoxian a punch. He is angry, “F**k! Do you want to get a word from me?”

“That's because you're so stupid!” The Asian stops him, “Don't hit him. We have been told not to touch him.”

Lang Ruoxian grips his teeth and spits out a mouthful of foam mixed with blood. He says, “How much money does he give you? If you were just for money, I could give you more.”

The short man comes out of the shadows, “We have rules. If we break them, who dares to hire us in the future?”

“n.o.body knows that you break the rules.” Lang Ruoxian curls his lips and says, “I leave alone. But you can't catch me due to your injuries. Isn't it a normal thing?”

The Asian sneers, “Although we don't know about Mr. Lang's situation domestically, our boss told us that you were sneaky and cunning. We can't underestimate you because of your appearance.”

“But I have to advise you not to do it again. We won't betray our boss because we'll have to do business with others in the future.”

“Three times!” Lang Ruoxian is anxious, but he still looks calm. “I'll pay three times the price. You'd better consider that.”

Both the beard man and the short man look at the Asian, who stares at them and says, “Let's talk outside.”

The three men close the door and go out. Only then does Lang Ruoxian frown. He knows that the three men would agree, for they are not like veterans. What he fears is that he can't go if they continue to hesitate.

“Untie his rope.” The Asian raises his chin. The man with beard unties the rope and asks, “How will you pay the money?”

Lang Ruoxian conceals the expression in his eyes, “Give me the phone and I'll transfer it to you right away.”

“Don't play tricks!” The short man hands him his cell phone.

“I'm still in your hands. What tricks can I play?” Lang Ruoxian takes the cell phone. “Card number.”

On a highway hundreds of kilometers away from here, Shu Sheng sits in the car with his face stiffened. They have been searching along the road for a day. But the kidnappers don't have any reaction. He and all the bodyguards know that this is not a good omen, which means the kidnappers' goal is not money...

“Ring...” The mobile phone rings suddenly.

This kind of information is mostly from bank. So Shu Sheng does not look at it at first. Later, he thinks of something and opens the phone. Suddenly, his eyes widen and he immediately dials the phone.

“Xiaokai, I'll send you an account. You should check it right away. Young Master just transferred 30 million yuan to this account!”

Xiaokai, who is far away in G City, checks it as soon as he hangs up the phone. He just returned to G City this morning. They have blocked the news of Lang Ruoxian's disappearance. So he has to go back to the company in case some bad guys make trouble.

A few minutes later, Xiaokai calls to Shu Sheng, “I found out that the count belongs to a Chinese-Thai hybrid named Liang Kun, who was active in Thailand before, and suddenly went to Eastern Europe last week.”

“It should be him. Look for him right away.” Shu Sheng thinks for a moment and says, “We don't have enough people. You can ask Mr. Fei for help.”

After the three men receive the message that the money has been transferred to their account, they untie the rope on Lang Ruoxian's leg.

“There's a car outside. Good luck.” Liang Kun puts out his cigarette and says, “Go!”

Lang Ruoxian goes to the door and suddenly hears a scream. One of the beard man's arms is broken. And Liang Kun is holding a stick in his hand.

“We have to play act.” Liang Kun says easily.

Lang Ruoxian curls his lips and turns away.

However, his face changes as soon as he opens the door.

“Where are you going?” An old voice comes.

Dozens of people are around him. And dozens of guns are pointed at him. On the middle there is a man, sitting on the wheelchair, with a mask and sungla.s.ses. That man smiles, “You're so great. If I were a few minutes late, I wouldn't catch you.”

“We know each other.” Lang Ruoxian says certainly.

That man seems to move his eyebrows. He asks, “What do you think?”

“If we don't know each other, you don't have to cover your face so tightly.” Lang Ruoxian says. He is so familiar with that.

“Don't be afraid. I just want you to know a guy.” That man raises his hand. Then an old lady appears with other people holding her arms. When she sees Lang Ruoxian, she is stunned and says, “Second Young Master, is it you?”

Lang Ruoxian frowns, “Second Young Master?”

“Ah! Are you First Young Master?” The old lady changes her words, “You look so alike!”

The man in the wheelchair laughs and puts a gun against the woman's head.

“Lang Ruoxian, do you know this woman?”