On the other end of the phone, Ji Keshuang was taken aback by his words. Furious, he roared, "Don't play dumb! It's me, Ji Keshuang!"
"Oh, it's you. You're a bit smarter than I thought. You found me so quickly. I thought I'd have to wait another ten days or half a month."
Yan Yincheng walked around and felt extremely relaxed, without any burden at all.
His nonchalant tone infuriated Ji Keshuang to the point that he almost had a heart attack. Struggling to control his anger, Ji Keshuang said,
"I never thought in my wildest dreams that you had such a connection with Yuan Xi, Yan San. She's your nephew's fiancée. Let me ask you, if I were to make this public, what impact would it have on the Yan family? Do you dare to bear such consequences? I'm telling you, I have a video as evidence!"
Yan Yincheng let out a soft laugh. "Are you threatening me now?"
"So what if I am? I admit that Yueyue did something wrong four years ago. She owes Yuan Xi, but if it weren't for her, how could you have fathered two children? Now you have a wife and children, living a cozy life. What else do you want? Let's make a deal. You stop what you're doing, and I'll keep this secret for you. From now on, we'll stay out of each other's way. How about that?"
Yan Yincheng, wearing sandbags, started his second lap and still felt no pressure.
"Do you think everything the Ji family is going through now is my doing? No, it's just the same tactics you've used on others. Old fool, if I were to act, I wouldn't give you the chance to stand here and talk to me on the phone. You're welcome to try and release that video you mentioned. However, I can't guarantee what will happen next. Don't regret it later."
"Ah, I forgot. Dead people don't get to talk."
By the fifth lap, Yan Yincheng began to feel the weight of the sandbags. His lower back started to ache. So he stopped, supporting his lower back, and took a short break. A few seconds later, he continued walking.
After Yan Yincheng finished speaking, Ji Keshuang hesitated. In fact, few people in Fengcheng really knew Mr. Yan San. All they knew was that he had an eye problem and didn't become active in Fengcheng's business circle until he was 25. However, in just two short years, he became the person with the second most influence in the Yan Corporation after Yan Haikun. The Yan family was one of the most prominent families in Fengcheng. So even though people didn't know much about him, no one dared to underestimate "Yan San." Many young ladies from wealthy families even wanted to marry him, and Ji Xinyue from his family was one of them.
And the unknown is often the most terrifying.
Could it be that he really had some unknown means and influence that could make them disappear from this world completely?
Gritting his teeth, Ji Keshuang asked, "What on earth do you want?"
"Haven't I already told you? I want your Ji family to disappear from Fengcheng completely."
Ji Keshuang: "That's impossible!"
"You don't have time to think about it. Either leave Fengcheng or pay back your debts to others. You choose."
Noticing that Ji Keshuang's breathing had become heavier, Yan Yincheng felt extremely pleased.
"However, your bank accounts have all been frozen, right? Does the Ji family still have the money to pay back the debts? What should we do? It seems you don't even have the money to buy plane tickets to leave. But it's okay. I've already made arrangements. The ship is waiting for you at the port. After you get to a foreign country, I'll transfer 50 million to each of your accounts. The ship will set sail at 22:30 on time. You have one hour left. Bon voyage, Mr. Ji."
After hanging up the phone, Ji Keshuang hesitated for only a moment before choosing to believe what Yan Yincheng had said. He quickly said to his wife and children in the living room, "Hurry! Pack the valuable things you can take. We're leaving right away!"
Ten minutes later, the four members of the Ji family, carrying big and small bags, rushed out of the villa. But they didn't expect that the debt collectors who had previously chased them to their doorstep were still there. They were sitting on the ground and in the flower beds, waiting. When they saw the Ji family members appear, they swarmed up.
"Pay back the money!"
"Pay back the money!"
"Return my hard-earned money!"
It took the four members of the Ji family a great deal of effort to break through the crowd. When they drove their car onto the road, they only had half an hour left. It would take almost forty minutes to drive from the Ji family's residence to the port in Fengcheng. As the driver, Ji Xinzhe had no choice but to step on the accelerator all the way down, trying to make up for the lost time with speed.
The car dashed towards the port like an arrow shot from a bow. The speed had reached 160 km/h. The car beeped an alarm due to the extreme speed, but Ji Keshuang still thought the speed was too slow! Too slow!
"Drive faster! We're going to miss the ship!" he said impatiently from the passenger seat.
Ji Xinzhe said, "I'm already driving as fast as I can! I've reached 160 km/h!"
"Step on the accelerator all the way down! It's okay to drive at 200 km/h! Hurry up!"
"Hey! If you don't know how to drive, stop the car and let me drive!"
"Stop the car. Let me drive!"
"Dad, don't distract me while I'm driving. It's dangerous!"
"Give me the steering wheel!"
"Dad!"
"Watch out!!!!!"
On the quiet and dark highway, a car careened out of control, crashing through the guardrail and hitting the mountainside! After a loud noise, the mangled wreckage of the car tumbled down the roadside. The wheels were still slowly turning, and the surrounding ground was covered with metal and glass debris.
Ten minutes later, the shrill sound of a siren approached from afar...
It was 22:40 at night in Haicheng.
After walking around the house for over an hour with a "big belly," Yan Yincheng felt an intense ache in his lower back. The sandbag hanging in front of him was so heavy that it always seemed on the verge of falling to the ground. The physical exertion made him feel a bit hungry.
He slumped onto the sofa and massaged his lower back intermittently. He could easily lift this weight with one hand. He thought he could ignore it when it was hanging on his body, but as time passed, he felt more and more uncomfortable. This was just over an hour, but real pregnant women had to carry this kind of weight for several months. Thinking about it, it was really not easy.
He was beginning to understand what Zixi had meant.
At this moment, he really wanted to eat a bowl of scallion oil noodles made by Zixi.
The phone rang again. A Wei looked at the caller ID and said, "Master Yan, it's A Qiang on the phone."
The discomfort in his lower back made him a bit impatient. After putting on the earphones, he waved his hand. A Wei answered the phone, and then A Qiang's voice came from the other end. "Master Yan, we've investigated the video that Ji Keshuang mentioned. It's not the hotel surveillance from four years ago, but the argument between you and Miss Yuan beside the Pei family's fountain some time ago. It seems that the video was taken by the daughter of the Pei family."
"Has the video been spread?" Yan Yincheng asked with a dark face. This Pei Weiwei really knew how to cause trouble. He regretted that he had punished her too lightly before. He should have made her suffer more.
"No. Ji Xinyue only sent this video to Yuan Ya'er."
"That's good. Have someone find a way to delete the video. I don't want to see anyone using it to threaten me again."
"Yes, Master Yan." A Qiang continued, "There's another thing. The port sent a message. The ship has set sail, but the Ji family didn't show up. However, I just found out that there was a very serious traffic accident on Fenglong Highway twenty minutes ago. The car crashed through the guardrail and hit the mountainside. The car was severely damaged. Three of the four people in the car died, and one was seriously injured. The one who survived was Ji Xinyue. She's been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment."
Yan Yincheng said coldly, "She has a tough life. If she can be saved, keep a close eye on her. I have something to ask her."
Caressing his heavy "pregnant belly," Yan Yincheng was filled with doubts.
He thought the video Ji Keshuang used to threaten him was the hotel surveillance from that year, but it turned out not to be. What on earth happened to the hotel surveillance from that year?