The Chubby Rich Daughter’s Counterattack

Song Jiaren stroked his hair. She knew that she couldn’t fool Jiang Cang, so she told him about Song Meiyu’s kidnapping.

When Jiang Cang heard this, his eyes instantly turned red. He pulled Song Jiaren’s clothes and said, “Sis, we have to save Aunt.”

Song Jiaren nodded. “Of course,” she said with a smile.

On the way home, Song Jiaren received a call from Detective Liu Ji. After she picked it up, she said, “Liu Ji, I already know that the phone number and bank account aren’t the kidnappers’. Did you find out about anything else?”

Liu Zhu was stunned for a few seconds before he quickly said, “Other than that, I haven’t found anything else for the time being. Since you already know, I’ll continue investigating.”

Song Jiaren brought Jiang Cang into the living room. Yan Cheng was sitting on the sofa with a pale look on his face and he looked a little dispirited. Wen Qing wasn’t beside him.

Just as Song Jiaren was about to speak, her phone suddenly rang. It was Song Meiyu’s phone call. Song Jiaren’s heart tightened as she signaled for the police officer in charge of monitoring the call.

Seeing that the police were ready, Song Jiaren picked up the call and said in a low voice, “Hey, how’s my mother?”

The wretched voice of the kidnapper, Brother Li, sounded “Your mother is fine. Is the money ready?”

Song Jiaren gripped Jiang Cang’s hand tightly. A murderous look shone in her eyes. “It’s almost ready,” she said. “I’m sure I can get it to you tomorrow at eight. Don’t hurt my mother.”

“I’ve changed the time. Transfer the money to me tomorrow at five in the morning,” said Brother Li arrogantly.

“The time is too tight. I…” Song Jiaren frowned. She had no idea where the kidnapper was. It was 6 AM now, and there were a total of 11 hours until 5 AM tomorrow. It would probably be very difficult to find the kidnappers. Moreover, it would be very difficult for her and Ye Zhentian to gather so much money in such a short period of time.

“You have to do it! Otherwise, I’ll send you a video. It’s up to you!” Brother Li said fiercely before hanging up.

Song Jiaren quickly received a WeChat message video from Song Meiyu’s phone. She lowered her head to look at Jiang Cang and said softly, “Jiang Cang, take the food you bought to feed Chuyan. Don’t worry, go.”

Jiang Cang’s eyes were filled with tears, but he didn’t say anything. He nodded and brought the food to Chuyan’s room.

Seeing him enter the room, Song Jiaren looked coldly at the video on her phone and opened the video.

In the video, Song Meiyu was tied to a chair. There was a man with a mask covering half of his face. He caressed Song Meiyu’s fair face. Song Meiyu turned around and the man immediately slapped her angrily. He grabbed her hair and kissed her lips.

Song Meiyu’s face was filled with anger and fear. The man stroked her full breasts and slowly raised his head. His lips curled into a wretched smile. He said, “You’re a little old, but you have a nice figure and face.”

“Damn it!” Song Jiaren punched the coffee table. Instantly, a few cracks appeared on the coffee table, and her hand was covered in blood.

Yan Cheng had come to her side at some point in time. He wrapped Song Jiaren’s injured hand with a handkerchief and looked into her eyes. “Jiaren, calm down. Don’t be angered by him.”

Song Jiaren took a few deep breaths and picked up her phone to send a message to the kidnapper: You’re not allowed to touch my mother again, or you won’t get a single cent!!

“Jiaren, how’s the situation here? I can take out 200 million yuan of liquid funds now. I’ll think of something else. There’s definitely enough money. The most important thing is to protect Meiyu.”