Chapter 209: Chapter 209 Red House The hospital room fell into silence.
Gong Chen, reeking of cigarette smoke, watched the numbers on the screen with icy eyes.
"Which place does the number before 4 represent?"
"1 is home, 2 is my workplace, 3 is out of town," Liu He said immediately, not daring to delay.
Being solely reliant on each other, mother and daughter naturally had to be extra cautious.
In her youth, Liu He had been followed by a man.
Later, her beautiful and lovely daughter Lin Zhiyi was also targeted by a villain.
Thus, the two established this secret code; if there was an issue and they couldnât make a phone call, they would send a message.
Back then, Lin Zhiyi was young, and their lives had revolved almost entirely between home and work, so there werenât that many numbers.
Gong Shiyan speculated, "Could Zhiyi have been taken out of town?"
Liu He frowned and said, "Even if itâs out of town, that should be 4. She definitely knows I can understand. She couldnât have sent the wrong number.
What does sending a 5 mean?"
"Overseas."
With that, Gong Chen turned and left the room.
Chen Jin and Li Huan promptly followed him out.
Li Huan, worried that Gong Chen was obsessing over it, said calmly, "What if this string of numbers was just sent to confuse you?"
Gong Chen clenched his phone, his gaze terrifyingly dark, "It must be her."
Seeing this, Chen Jin looked at him helplessly, "Third Young Master, I have checked the records for both leaving the city and leaving the country, and thereâs no trace of Miss Lin. But today, the airline showed that the young master and Madam checked in as normal, their destination being Paris. How could they have taken Miss Lin with them? Do you need me to send someone to surveil the Paris residence?"
"Thereâs no need. Sheâs not in Paris, but someone knows."
Gong Chenâs eyes were sharp like an eagleâs, and his whole being emitted a coldness that made others instinctively shrink back.
...
At the airport, in a secluded corner of the parking lot.
Li He parked his motorcycle in a deserted spot.
As soon as he dismounted, he tightly gripped Song Wanqiuâs hand, even lifting it to kiss her fingers.
"Wanqiu, from now on, itâs our happy life together."
Song Wanqiuâs face was expressionless, her eyes always carried a sense of discontent.
In her heart, Li He was not even a backup plan, at most a bed partner.
Leaving with him felt like declaring the failure of her life.
Thankfully, Lin Zhiyi was an even bigger loser.
Lin Zhiyi, who had fallen into Gong Yanâs psychotic clutches, would never have good days again.
The two headed toward the departure hall when suddenly a whiff of cigarette smoke drifted by.
Song Wanqiu looked up and saw a dark figure ahead, fear striking her heart, she instinctively hid behind Li He.
Even the usually fearless Li He looked at the other party with wary eyes.
Gong Chen, with a cigarette between his lips, watched the two with an icy gaze, his deep black eyes and his entire presence exuding a dangerous and intense aura.
"Where did they go?"
"Third Young Master, I donât know what youâre talking about," Li He said, protecting Song Wanqiu.
"You will tell me."
fɾeeweÉnѳveÉ.com Gong Chen threw the cigarette on the ground and stubbed it out with his foot.
Several men appeared from behind him and slowly surrounded Li He and Song Wanqiu.
Gong Chen glanced at the time and said, "You better be quick, or youâll miss your flight."
The comment was intended for Li He, who had always wanted to escape far away with Song Wanqiu. The opportunity was right before him, and he did not want to miss it.
But whether they could leave was up to Gong Chen.
Li He hesitated and frowned, but Song Wanqiu, sensing this, immediately tightened her grip on his hand, signaling him not to speak.
She would not allow Lin Zhiyi to be rescued.
Lin Zhiyi should be rotting in the ground just like her current state.
Gong Chen swept his gaze over Song Wanqiu and sneered, "Li He, it seems Song Wanqiu doesnât really want to leave with you."
"No! Li He, Iâve seen through it all, only you truly care for me, and I am willing to leave with you," Song Wanqiu clung to Li Heâs arm, her eyes tearfully fixed on Gong Chen, "Third Young Master, I have lost my home, I have already been punished, do you really need to push me to my death?"
"Of course, you are willing to leave with him, especially since your old sweetheart is waiting for you overseas."
Gong Chen pulled out his phone, and played the recording of Song Wanqiuâs call to her lover abroad.
"My dear, you must pick me up from the plane on Christmas Day. I really canât stand that idiot Li He anymore!"
Song Wanqiu stood frozen, her lips trembling with fright, "Li He, itâs not... I just..."
Li He hooked the corner of his mouth into a smile and wrapped his arms around her, "Itâs fine, I trust you."
Just as Song Wanqiu let out a sigh of relief, Li Huan burst out.
"Li He! Have you gone mad? Youâve been used by her! She doesnât love you at all. She only got close to you because youâre my brother! You can always know about the Third Young Masterâs whereabouts and condition from me!"
"I know," Li He laughed heartily, "I know everything."
Not only was Li Huan stunned, but Song Wanqiu was also shocked.
Li He pointed at Li Huan and scoffed with a laugh: "Since we were kids, youâve always been the role model in everyoneâs eyes, you never make mistakes, and whatever I do is wrong! Our parents praise you, the relatives praise you, even the tutors say Iâm smarter than you, but their most proud student to the outside world is still you!"
"Why! I just wanted to stain your white coat, wanted your most cherished friend to wear my green hat, to make him lose the person he cares about. I even thought about making him raise my child, hahaha... I want you to remorse for life!"
Upon hearing this, Li Huan took a deep breath, his voice trembling in his throat, unable to pass through his tightly closed lips.
He stared at Li He, shaking his head and slowly stepped back behind the crowd.
A flash of astonishment crossed Li Heâs eyes, "You... you wonât save me!"
Li Huan responded bitterly, "Youâre always so fearless because you rely on others. Itâs time you learn to face the consequences yourself."
As he spoke, Gong Chen waved his hand.
Li He was a race car driver and had always been in good physical shape. At first, he managed to put up a fight, but it soon became clear he was losing strength.
He grabbed Song Wanqiu, hopped on the motorcycle, and attempted an escape with a swift tailspin.
The next second, Gong Chen raised his hand and aimed at Li He.
Muffled by a silencer, a puff of white smoke arose.
ScreechâBangâ
The motorcycle emitted a screeching noise as it slid across the ground.
Gong Chen walked up to Li He and stepped on his arm that had been shot, pressing the gun to his forehead.
"I held back just now to let you say your last words to your brother. Now, will you talk, or wonât you?"
"Ptuh..." Li He coughed out a mouthful of blood, clearly having internal injuries from the fall, "Nothing to say. If youâre capable, just kill me."
Without a secondâs hesitation, Gong Chen moved the gun from Li Heâs head and fired a shot at Song Wanqiuâs foot.
Song Wanqiu collapsed to the ground, screaming.
"One."
"Two."
A bullet grazed Song Wanqiuâs prized face, tearing flesh and drawing blood immediately.
She was in so much pain that she couldnât even scream.
"Three..." Gong Chenâs gun was now aimed at Song Wanqiuâs head.
"The private airport!" Li He shouted, "The master had me send it over!"
"Donât say it! Why would you say that? You idiot! Why would you say that?"
Ignoring the blood covering her from head to toe, Song Wanqiu grimaced with clenched teeth and lunged at Li He.
Li He grasped her hand, "Do you love me?"
Song Wanqiu scoffed dismissively, "Love you? Love what about you, you worthless vagabond... Ah!"
Her words were cut off as Li He held her in an embrace and flipped over, falling from the second-floor balcony.
"Li He!"
Li Huan rushed down the stairs.
Gong Chen, unconcerned, handed his gun to a bodyguard, "Dispose of this."
Chen Jin quickly followed him, "The Gong Familyâs private plane has landed in Norway, and a property key was handed out under rental terms by the management company a week ago."
"Third Young Master, I think you should take a look."
He expanded the picture of the house.
Red house.
And today happened to be Christmas Day.
The repeated numbers in Lin Zhiyiâs dreams, 12252050, the red house.
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