Ch12 - This is my business card (1/2)
2.4 – This is my business card
translator: xiin
editor: BlueBug
Xue Ling blankly stared at the system. “Is this part of the plot?”
The system’s face also looked unnatural. “Er… it… shouldn’t be…”
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Xue Ling turned back to the phone and continued the conversation with the detective. “Abducted? Can you find her?”
“The search parameters is too broad. She has already been abducted for some time. The old lady took the little girl with her to play mahjong. Nobody looked after her for most of the day, so no one knows when she disappeared. The next day, they looked for her all day, but didn’t dare to tell Xu Yongyi for another two days. Xu Yongyi has already gone over to search.”
Xue Ling narrowed his eyes. What kind of situation was this, did the difficulty of the game suddenly increase?
“I see. Either way, help me keep looking for clues. I’ll send over the final payment now, so remember to keep them under observation. No matter if it’s Xu Yongyi or Bai Luzi, keep me updated on their movements.”
“Okay, you’re the one with the money – I’ll do as you say.”
Xue Ling wrapped things up with the detective, then rubbed his chin and asked the system, “How did this happen?”
The system laughed awkwardly under the death glare of the other party and shrunk itself into a ball full of grievances. “Host, you can’t blame me for this…”
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“If you have to blame someone, then yes,” The system answered. “When you came into the world, you changed the plot, and subsequently the world’s plotline. This is the so-called butterfly effect. Although what you did had little relations with the main plot, it seems that the main plot has been pushed forward, so problems more likely to probably follow.”
“So, what did I do that could cause my niece to be kidnapped?” Xue Ling didn’t believe the system’s words. “Do you have any other excuse?”
The system’s eyes moved as it pondered. “Maybe other incidents occured outside the scope of my awareness.”
Xue Ling stared at the fox. The system already shrank into a ball, and did not say anything else. After determining that the system really didn’t know anything else, he somewhat begrudgingly sighed. Wen Xiuyuan’s life truly was hard.
If Xue Ling has heard of these news, naturally Xue Yongyi was also informed.
Bai Luzi’s son was switched at birth and raised at home like a treasure, but Wen Xiuting’s daughter didn’t receive the same good treatment. Bai Luzi did not care much about her. If work got busy, she treated her like air. Xu Yongyi entrusted his daughter to his mother, but Mrs. Xu was a village aunt from the countryside. When she arrived in the city, she learned how to play mahjong with others and stayed at the mahjong table all day long. She wasn’t aware that her grandchild was abducted, and didn’t even notice she was missing until she decided to go home in the middle of the night.
Afraid of reprisal, she did not dare to tell her son for two days, and only told shakingly Xu Yongyi when she still couldn’t find the child.
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The matters in Xu Yongyi’s hands also reached a critical point. These terrible news gave him a terrible headache. In the end this was still his own daughter and he should go to search for her, however raising the alarm in this situation may cause other problems. He could only choose to suppress the information.
“Now is the wrong time. After my current situation stabilizes, I will find people to search for her.” He comforted himself and threw himself into the funeral arrangements.
Xue Ling finished the video the system filmed of his struggle, laughed coldly and went out.
He falsely claimed that Xiuting was in his care, ill and bedridden. Xu Yongyi really believed him, only asking if she would be able attend the funeral, hung up once he received a reply and didn’t pursue the matter. Whether it was because the pair of siblings had already transferred over their shares was unknown.
These two days, Xue Ling also asked Wen Xiuting to not return home for the funeral in order to stay out of Xu Yongyi’s reach.
When Wen Xiuting heard about what evil deeds Xu Yongyi had done from her brother, her affection for him died. If Xue Ling hadn’t calmed her, she would probably have gone over to take Xu Yongyi down with her. Although she was no longer fuming, she didn’t want to attend the funeral that scum arranged for her parents at all. It would be better if her brother didn’t go either – she wanted to break off all contact with Xu Yongyi.
Her brother said that they can’t win against him now, and only could plan slowly, step by step.
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Looking at her silent, expressionless son playing with building blocks on the ground, Wen Xiuting’s heart was filled with unhappiness.
Xue Ling didn’t tell her about her daughter’s abduction yet, fearing that she might still come back and fight with Xu Yongyi.
Although she was a lady who grew up in a wealthy family and looked soft on the outside, she was strong-willed. Otherwise, she would not be busy working instead of looking after her family. She also took care of her younger brother who didn’t talk much and was always immersed in music. Now, she was relying on that same younger brother, which made Wen Xiuting feel strange.
It was also this feeling that made Wen Xiuting act differently from the original story, where she held in her feelings until she collapsed and Xu Yongyi emotionally abused her to the point she commited suicide.
The funeral went smoothly. Xue Ling’s expression was so sad that the board members who had been angry and unhappy with him were unwilling to say anything else.
After all, he’s a young boy who just lost his parents. What did he know? After this, they should look out for him more.
Because the board members were watching, Xu Yongyi had to buy Xue Ling’s shares at a price higher than the market’s going rate. He still was happy to spend the money, and Xue Ling also was happy to receive it.
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Money, no matter whether he was in modern or ancient times, was not something he would about complain having too much of.
Dealing with the board members, his parents’ friends and relatives, took up the whole day. When Xue Ling finally had some time to rest, a dark sports car came up to the villa through the garden and stopped at the door.
In the original body owner’s memory, though the company his parents ran did fairly well, they were still not rich to enough to drive a limited edition sport car everywhere, so Xue Ling was quite interested to know who it was.