Chapter 143: A Bowl in Her Hands

"No, don’t come near! Husband, save me, save me, aaahh—!!"

Even though the Ye Family wasn’t at the top of the elite class, they were still a noble family. Ye Wanwan had never seen such disgusting creatures that only appeared in poverty-stricken areas!

The skin on her arm accidentally brushed against the fleshy body of the rat and its hard fur, almost making her vomit!

She kept dodging, but was never as agile as the rats. The rat just kept leaping at her.

She immediately collapsed into several screams, with tears streaming down her face.

"Quickly, get rid of them! Get rid of them!!! They’re biting me! They’re really biting me!! Aahhh!!!"

Rats are inherently agile and good at hiding. They’re hard to catch in normal circumstances, let alone when so many appear at once.

In the end, it took more than twenty servants over half an hour to catch all the rats.

But Ye Wanwan had lost all her previous elegance, her hair was a mess, her makeup was smeared from crying, looking like a ghost.

The red gauzy dress she wore that appeared ethereal and extremely beautiful was bitten through in several places by the rats.

She sat on the ground, thoroughly disheveled and dejected.

The next moment, as if unable to bear any more, she actually fainted!

Song Chengze saw this, crouched down to support her, his brows furrowed tightly, and turned to the group of servants, sternly saying, "What are you all standing there for! Go investigate who did this!"

"Look! Second Young Master, there’s a card in this box!"

Song Chengze frowned deeply, his gaze dark, and reached out his large hand to take it.

It was a very simple monochrome card with only one printed sentence on it:

—This is only the beginning.

Just those five words felt like an eternal curse.

...

Hai City.

Lu Family Villa.

Song Qingwan asked Lu Junhan for Xu Ciye’s phone number, intending to have the psychologist come over and take a look at the little girl.

Though the little girl appeared normal, who knows if she really was.

It would be safer to call a psychologist over.

There was no hot food on the helicopter, so the little girl, who was almost starving, could only eat some snacks.

Then the pilot hurried back to the Lu Family.

As soon as she got off the plane, Song Qingwan had a servant immediately start cooking, and then she made the call.

Xu Ciye, hearing that the little girl had been kidnapped, couldn’t sit still and said he’d come over right away.

By the time Xu Ciye arrived at the Lu Family Villa’s entrance, even before he had stepped into the living room, he could hear the little girl’s "woo woo" sobs from the yard far away.

She sounded like she was crying her heart out.

But the strange thing was, the little girl would cry for a while, then stop, stop, and then start crying again. Listening for a while, it seemed rather rhythmic.

Xu Ciye’s devilishly handsome face, with its charming peach blossom eyes, slightly lifted.

No wonder they called him over.

It seemed the psychological shadow on the little girl from the kidnapping was quite considerable.

She was still crying now.

She must have been really scared by the kidnappers.

"Sweetheart, Uncle is here. Did you miss Uncle?"

Xu Ciye entered from the doorway into the living room, the cries became clearer.

Sure enough, by the television, the small figure of the little girl stood in the corner, facing the wall.

Her small shoulders shook with her sobs.

She cried so pathetically.

She looked so pitiful.

"Woo woo woo—"

Xu Ciye walked up to her and saw that the little girl’s eyes were red and swollen, and her clear dark eyes were filled with tears. Her long, dark eyelashes were wet with tears, appearing even more luscious and long.

The fair, pretty little face could melt anyone’s heart.

Besides that, she held onto a... large pink piggy bowl.