Chapter 488: Chapter 488

That Brother Yong was feeling smug.

With a flick of his wrist, he had 5,000 yuan in hand. Even if the ransom wasn’t secured, the escape money was ready.

Da Hei had already taken people to drive the old man and old lady up the mountain, estimating that news would come back tonight.

Once the old man and old lady were disposed of, he’d be relieved; at least the incident wouldn’t be traced back to him.

The rest was about securing the ransom tomorrow.

He needed to think hard about how to both easily make his getaway and get the money.

Ever since he’d heard that Song Moting was involved, he’d already planned.

From today on, he would never show his face in these matters, withdraw as far as possible, survival was key.

In case of an accident, he’d make a quick escape.

Preserve the green hills, and there will always be firewood to burn.

With Fang Xiaohui’s backing, there would always be ways to make money.

Of course, the premise was not being caught by Song Moting.

Song Moting had already received the news.

Indeed, their intuition was correct; he had felt that there seemed to be someone surveilling and following them that day.

In secret contact with his comrades, he discovered there was indeed someone spying on them.

Not only were they observing them, but also the Fan family, which proved the perpetrator was related to these events.

They didn’t make a sound, afraid to alert the snake, as the old man and lady were still in the other party’s hands.

Now, they had found the other party’s hideout and were preparing to capture them all.

Song Moting wanted to step out, but his comrade told him he must stay in the small courtyard.

If he moved, the other party would immediately be alerted; the other party had clearly sensed his presence.

Song Moting gave a bitter smile, he had instead become the bait.

He could only stay in the courtyard, going nowhere, letting these people see he was right there.

But in his heart, he worried, the old man and old lady were Fan Xiuying’s lifeblood, also dearly loved by Jiang Xiaoxiao.

If anything happened, how would he face Jiang Xiaoxiao?

His heart was uneasy.

Further worry about whether his in-laws would face trouble.

For a moment, his mind was in turmoil.

Yet even with all his capability, Song Moting couldn’t act right now.

Beside the phone, Song Moting received the message.

They had closed the net, but the bad news was:

The old man and lady were taken to the mountains, likely facing grave danger.

Everyone involved except Brother Yong had been caught, Brother Yong had long fled without a trace.

The old man and lady’s whereabouts were unknown.

So far, Da Hei was the only one who knew their location, but...

Song Moting was momentarily in a dilemma.

Jiang Laoshi, Fan Xiuying, Fan Jianguo were almost stunned in place.

"Xiao Song! What happened? What happened? How could they not be found? Impossible."

Fan Jianguo was almost losing his mind.

The parents were missing, this situation was very tricky.

The two elderly were advanced in age, prone to various health issues. Without rescuing them, it’s hard to ensure no other problems arise.

Song Moting was in a bind, Fan Jianguo clearly agitated to the point of losing control.

"Uncle, we only know they were taken to Wolong Ridge, but no one knows their exact location. Da Hei resisted when coming down the mountain, was shot dead by the police, now we only know they’re in the mountains."

Song Moting grabbed his coat; he wanted to go over, the police had begun searching the mountains.

But Wolong Ridge is different from other places, with many areas of dense forest and steep mountains. This Wolong Ridge is connected to a series of five mountain ridges behind it, the primitive forest stretches endlessly, the cliffs steep, many places are sheer precipices.

The terrain is extremely complex.

Even seasoned local hunters dare not claim deep knowledge of this place.

Now that Da Hei is dead, there’s no way of knowing the elders’ precise location.

Even now, as the police seek aid from all sides, they know the search will be very slow.

Song Moting wanted to go up the mountain to join the rescue, rather than wait here, it was better to go with them.

"Dad, Mom, Uncle, let’s go up the mountain to find them!"

The three didn’t hesitate, aside from listening to Song Moting, having no idea themselves.

Song Moting brought buns and water; some precautions had to be taken, after all.

No one knew how long it would take.

Jiang Xiaoxiao cuddled Tang Yuan, soothing the little one to sleep.

The little one was content after eating, nestled in his mother’s arms, eyes half-closed, sleeping soundly, his tiny fist resting on Jiang Xiaoxiao’s chest.

Looking at Tang Yuan, Jiang Xiaoxiao felt a sense of fulfilling love.

This child was the continuation of her life across two generations.

She placed him on the bed.

This child was easy-going now.

He rarely cried, eating then sleeping, sleeping then eating, truly enjoying life.

Sure to lead a blessed life in the future.

Also cherishes herself.

Checking the watch, Song Moting had been out for a day, that wasn’t right.

Song Moting and He Aiguo went to visit her parents; though the parents summoned them, it shouldn’t have taken this long.

Could something have happened at home?

Jiang Xiaoxiao felt a faint worry in her heart, glancing out the window, it was already dark.

Bai Yiyi gently pushed the door open, "Xiao Xiaoxiao, may I come in?"

Bai Yiyi had started elementary school this year.

Since Jiang Xiaoxiao returned after childbirth, Bai Yiyi didn’t cling to Jiang Xiaoxiao as she used to.

"Silly girl, hurry up and come in!"

Bai Yiyi silently walked to Jiang Xiaoxiao’s side, hesitated, her gaze was still inevitably drawn to the small figure on the bed.

Tang Yuan, sleeping soundly, suddenly smacked his lips and turned his body.

Bai Yiyi saw the plump little Tang Yuan drooling right in front of her.

Jiang Xiaoxiao glanced at Tang Yuan.

Then saw Bai Yiyi’s somewhat forlorn expression, this child was naturally sensitive.

With such significant changes at home, since Grandpa and Grandma passed away, Bai Yiyi seemed to rely heavily on Jiang Xiaoxiao.

Perhaps the child’s birth stirred a subtle hostility in her.

Jiang Xiaoxiao gently pulled Bai Yiyi close, tenderly tidying her braids.

Lately, she’d been neglecting Bai Yiyi too much.

"Yiyi, now you’re a first-grade student, are you happy at school? If you have questions about your lessons, ask Grandpa and Grandma. If they’re busy, come to ask your sister."

Jiang Xiaoxiao hoped Bai Yiyi wouldn’t dislike Tang Yuan.

Bai Yiyi was her most cherished disciple, and her lifelong companion.

She was once a child Jiang Xiaoxiao loved like her own.

Though many things had changed, having her biological child in this life, she still hoped both children could get along harmoniously.

Bai Yiyi sulkily replied, "But Xiao Xiaoxiao, you don’t have time; you’re always holding Tang Yuan, I can’t even see you."

Xiao Xiaoxiao, since having that little Tang Yuan, hadn’t spoken to her much at all.

This was what saddened her.