Missing

Sang Qianqian didn't stop for even a moment. Instead, she immediately went to the Hongyuan Group to look for her father, Sang Pengcheng.

"Dad, I told you about leaving Ming City last time. We really can't delay it any longer."

Sang Qianqian told Sang Pengcheng about Shen Hanyu setting up Phoenix Technology. "What's the point of staying if something will eventually happen to our family?"

Sang Pengcheng found it unbelievable. "Is the name of Shen Hanyu's company really the same as in your dream?"

"It's absolutely true. Not even a single word is wrong."

Sang Qianqian's tone was urgent. "Father, Han Shangrong wants that piece of land in the east; let's just sell it to him. He wants to snatch away the Sang family's mobile market; it's fine if we give it up."

She held Sang Pengcheng's hand tightly. "Father, money and property are just worldly possessions. The most important thing is for the family to be together and live a safe, happy life."

When she first mentioned leaving Ming City to Sang Pengcheng, she still had doubts about the dream.

But now, only worry and fear came from the bottom of her heart.

Sang Pengcheng was swamped with the company's affairs. He massaged his temples and said, "Qianqian, Daddy can understand your heart. But the reputation of the Group is here; Sometimes, we can't retreat. We have to fight."

"But if the price is the lives of our entire family, will you insist on fighting?"

"Why do you have to do this, Qianqian?"

Sang Pengcheng looked at his daughter and said helplessly, "With my current status and ability, I won't let anything happen to you or the Sang family."

He gave Mr. Zhong a call. "Old Zhong, I'll be busy for the next few days and won't have time to accompany Qianqian. Come and pick her up and take her out for a walk."

"Dad!" Sang Qianqian was both disappointed and dejected. "I'm serious!"

When she was young, Sang Pengcheng would ask Mr. Zhong to take her out to play when he was too busy with work. She didn't expect her father to treat her like a child still.

"How about this? If I have time, I'll let Ju Wei settle the score and weigh the pros and cons."

Sang Pengcheng couldn't bear to disappoint his daughter. He mumbled, "We can't rush to leave Ming City. We have to think about it."

He was in a hurry to go to the meeting and left in a hurry.

Sang Qianqian's mood was extremely low.

Mr. Zhong soon arrived. Instead of taking her home, he drove directly to the biggest amusement park in Ming City.

"Young Miss, do you still remember that I used to bring you here to play when you were young?"

Mr. Zhong thought of the past and sighed. "How unhappy are you? I'm sure you'll be in a better mood after relaxing here for half a day."

How could Sang Qianqian not remember?

Sitting on the high Ferris wheel and overlooking the scenery of Ming City, the intense sense of weightlessness brought by the rapid descent would make people forget everything instantly.

Alas, It was a pity that she wasn't the same as when she was young.

When the Ferris wheel spun, she only felt fear. Every second reminded her of that dream where she jumped from a thirteen-story building and the tragic scene of her blood splattering on a rainy night.

The intense stress reaction made her leave the Ferris wheel with a pale face. She ran to the bathroom and sat beside the toilet, vomiting non-stop.

Unexpectedly, she could no longer use the entertainment facilities she used to love.

Mr. Zhong was a little helpless. "Young Miss, I thought you liked the Ferris wheel..."

"I used to like it very much. But now that I've grown up, I can't take the excitement."

Sang Qian forced a smile and said, "Uncle Zhong, let's go home."

On the way home, she had a lot on her mind.

When she heard a violent collision, Sang Qianqian jumped in shock. "Uncle Zhong, what happened?"

Mr. Zhong's expression was icy. "Someone wants to stop us. Young Miss, sit tight!"

The car suddenly accelerated and shot out like an arrow.

However, the car behind them caught up. The two vehicles crashed into each other, trying to force Mr. Zhong to stop.

Mr. Zhong took advantage of the gap and stepped on the accelerator, trying to break out of the encirclement.

Suddenly, a cargo van rushed over from the side. Mr. Zhong broke out in a cold sweat, turned the steering wheel to the right, and stepped on the brake.

The car barely dodged the truck, but it hit a stone wall on the side of the road and had to stop.

"Young Miss, let's go."

Mr. Zhong pulled Sang Qianqian out of the car and ran into the forest.

The two cars behind them stopped as well. Several black-robed men wearing masks chased after them and surrounded Sang Qianqian and Uncle Zhong.

Seeing that there was no way to escape, Uncle Zhong turned back and started fighting with those people.

He was skilled in Kung Fu as he used to be Sang Pengcheng's bodyguard.

However, he wasn't young anymore, and the other party had an advantage in numbers. Additionally, they had weapons, and their attacks were ruthless.

In the chaotic battle, Uncle Zhong couldn't avoid it in time and was hit on the head by a stick, blood flowing all over his face.

He forced himself to support his body and looked in Sang Qianqian's direction. His lips moved, but no words came out. Instead, he fell to the ground stiffly.

Sang Qianqian's pupils suddenly contracted, and her heart seemed to have stopped beating.

She stumbled over. "Uncle Zhong!"

"Miss Sang, please come with us," the leader of the black-clothed men said.

…

Shen Hanyu furrowed his brows when his phone rang in the middle of the night.

It was an unfamiliar number, but he had an impression of who it was. "What is it?"

It was indeed Wen Xu's voice on the other end. He sounded extremely anxious.

"Shen Hanyu, aren't you a little skilled at checking the surveillance cameras? I have an urgent matter to ask of you."

That day at the Shengshi Club, Shen Hanyu hadn't only managed to find Sang Qianqian's whereabouts but had also rushed over to save her, leaving a lasting impression on Wen Xu.

Shen Hanyu's expression changed.

Wen Xu must've misunderstood him, for he was especially good at checking surveillance cameras.

He said calmly, "If you want to investigate something, can't you just go to the police?"

"But if you're willing to investigate, you might be able to find info faster than the police."

Wen Xu was on the verge of tears. "Sister Qian was taken away by someone. We're really in a hurry!"

Shen Hanyu's heart trembled. "Who took Sang Qianqian away?"

"We don't know yet. The butler with her was found unconscious with an injury on his head. Unfortunately, my Sister's whereabouts are unknown."

"Shen Hanyu, I know I've offended you in the past. But if you can help me find Sis, I'll do anything you want me to do!" Wen Xu said.

Shen Hanyu said in a low voice, "Send me the exact address where Sang Qianqian went missing and any related information."

Wen Xu was overjoyed. "Alright, I'll send you all the information I have!"

Shen Hanyu was indeed fast. He was at least 40 minutes faster than the police.

The Group that had taken Sang Qianqian away was driving a car with a fake license plate. The other party's anti-detection ability was extremely strong. They changed cars several times in parking lots within particularly hidden places along the way.

Shen Hanyu tried his best but could only track them down until they switched to the fourth car.

After that, those people had evaporated like water, and no one knew where they'd gone.

...

The Sang family was already in a mess.

Sang Minglang's voice was hoarse from calling the police and sending people to look for Sang Qianqian the entire night.

On the other hand, Sang Pengcheng couldn't sleep the entire night, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Regret, anxiety, and worry tormented him; he seemed to have aged a lot overnight.