"Arrange a private plane and I'll fly to Italy right away." Shi Xiaonian's voice seemed pale.
"But I'm afraid they are all Mu Qianchu's people in Italy. You will only put yourself in danger." Feng De said disapprovingly.
Shi Xiaonian sat on the ground and looked at him blankly, "It would be great if Gong Ou was here."
“…”
"But I'm not as smart as him. I only know that my mother is in danger now, and I have to save her." Shi Xiaonian looked at him with a blank look in his eyes, "If something happens to her again, I won't be able to do it for the rest of my life." I will forgive myself.”
It had only been so long since she recognized her parents, and she couldn't imagine anything worse happening.
"Miss Xi."
"Feng Guanjie." Shi Xiaonian looked at him and whispered, "I miss Gong Ou so much, I miss him so much."
If Gong Ou were here, he would definitely have a perfect solution.
But he is not with her.
"How about I arrange for someone to rescue Madam Chen." Feng De said, Shi Xiaonian shook his head, "The Baisha Islands are all Mu Qianchu's people now. He will definitely be extra cautious during this period. If he sends a large number of people to rescue People, my mother may be transferred before landing on the island."
“…”
"Only if I go, I will act on my own initiative and bring mother out."
Shi Xiaonian pressed her head with both hands, and her breathing was very unsteady and rapid as she spoke.
Feng De looked at her and understood that he could not stop a daughter from desperate to save her mother. He could only nod in compromise. As she said, they were not young masters and could not think of a better way.
"Okay, Miss Xi, I will send someone to check the private plane immediately and send you there as quickly as possible."
"Thank you, Butler Feng."
Shi Xiaonian said to him. She sat on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up. She felt that all the strength in her body had been drained away.
…
When she got on the private plane bound for the White Sand Islands, Shi Xiaonian sat in the window seat. She stared blankly at the seats in front and on the left.
She still remembered that she had taken this private plane before. At that time, Xu Bingxin came back with them to attend Gong Ou's birthday party.
Gong Ou's temper was getting worse and worse at that time, but he still controlled his chat with Xu Bingxin and tried his best to be a polite son-in-law.
A blink of an eye.
She was the only one left on the plane.
It turns out that this is how things change. Shi Xiaonian tried hard to think about how many things she had captured that were worth cherishing.
She is a very cherished person, at least, that's what she thinks.
But why, everything flowed away between her fingers like fine sand in the palm of her hand, leaving her without any notice.
The private jet was parked at the White Sands Islands. She looked down from the window and saw countless men in black uniforms standing there, densely packed and neatly arranged.
The Baisha Islands are the private island of the Xi family, so these people should also be members of the Xi family.
It turns out that there are so many people in the Xi family.
Shi Xiaonian's heart sank, she stood up and left.
The wind blew hard, blowing her thin figure backwards, and her black skirt was fluttering.
The sky over Baisha Islands is filled with glow.
When Xiaonian raised his eyes and glanced at the sky, it was dusk.
She likes the dusk in the White Sand Islands very much. The soft light falls on the green trees, which is as fascinating as an oil painting.
But now she no longer had any appreciation.
Shi Xiaonian slowly stepped off the plane and looked down at the men in black uniforms. At the front stood Shi Di, who was wearing a white dress. The white on her body made her figure very graceful.
"sister."
Shi Di came forward, still with the same submissive attitude, "You are here, Auntie and Qianchu are waiting for you."
"wait for me?"
Shi Xiaonian was shocked and looked at the battle in front of her. No, even if she wanted to control her mother, there was no need to send so many people here.
"Sister, let me carry your bag for you." Shi Di said in a flattering manner.
"Go away!" Shi Xiaonian pushed her hand away, turned around and ran to the car. She got directly in the car and said to the driver, "Drive, I want to see my mother."
Shi Di quickly got on the car from the other side, observing her with a pair of eyes, "Sister, have you cried?"
Shi Xiaonian's eyes were red and her skin was extremely dry.
"This has nothing to do with you."
Shi Xiaonian said coldly that the mastermind behind the scenes was Mu Qianchu. At that time, Di’s intention of accompanying his mother every day could be imagined.
The car drove off the apron and drove on the winding road until it entered the city wall.
Shi Xiaonian looked outside and saw people wearing black uniforms.
A piece of darkness.
Her heart sank deeper and deeper.
The car did not stop in front of the main house, but continued around the main house until it stopped in front of a Catholic church.
Shi Xiaonian opened the car door, and there were six black and gold antique carriages parked on both sides of the road. People on the road turned to look at her. When Shi Xiaonian turned his eyes slightly, he saw the pistols worn on their waists.
"Why are there so many people here?"
As soon as Shi Di got out of the car, he heard Shi Xiaonian ask.
Shi Di's eyes flashed, and he looked at Shi Xiaonian and said weakly, "Sister, don't be too sad. You'll find out when you enter the church."
sad.
How sad can it be.
Shi Xiaonian grabbed the bag in her hand and ran to the Catholic church. There was music coming from inside, and she rushed into the church under the attention of countless people.
The Catholic Church is majestic and majestic, the most typical building in Italy, with high domes, exquisitely carved columns, and giant icons. The light of dusk falls from every high window and falls on a group of musicians playing music in the corner. The group of priests and nuns at the front who were chanting sutras passed over the people.
Their voices don't make you feel safe, but only make you feel panicked.
Shi Xiaonian stood at the door, bathed in the glow. There was a tree planted at the door of the church. There was a branch covered with small white flowers that drooped down unbearably, hanging on her shoulders, and the petals slowly fell.
She looked forward and saw a coffin with a black body parked in the center. Beside the coffin, Mu Qianchu, dressed in a dark suit, supported Xu Bingxin, whose face was full of tears.
Xu Bingxin was holding a document and a pen in her hand and was writing.
It was too late for Shi Xiaonian to stop her. She watched Xu Bingxin hand the document to Mu Qianchu sadly.
Mu Qianchu handed the document to the eyebrow doctor next to him. He had a soft and handsome face and a solemn expression. He supported Xu Bingxin and explained it gently, "Auntie, my condolences, please sit down."
Mu Qianchu helped Xu Bingxin turn around, and the two of them saw Shi Xiaonian standing at the door.
“…”
Mu Qianchu stared at Shi Xiaonian, and Shi Xiaonian looked at him. She could see no guilt in his eyes, only solemnity and sadness.
He looked really sad.
"Xiao Nian." When Xu Bingxin saw Xiao Nian, she suddenly felt sad, rushed over and hugged her, "Xiao Nian, your father... your father..."
Shi Xiaonian stood there stiffly, her eyes passing over the black coffin, and then looking at Dr. Meishen who was putting away the documents.
At that moment, she seemed to be inexplicably sober.
She was thinking what Miyao would do if he stood here.
Then she asked in a hoarse voice, "Father, what's wrong with him?"
She pretended to know nothing.
Xu Bing hugged Shi Xiaonian with trembling heart and cried bitterly, "Your father is gone. Go and see him and take one last look at him."
"No way, no way."
Shi Xiaonian said in a low voice, looking at Mu Qianchu standing in front of him.
"I can't believe that everything was fine when I talked to you on the phone, but now, your father is lying there." Xu Bingxin was on the verge of collapse and broke down in tears. The cry was particularly harsh among the chanting.
Mu Qianchu looked at her deeply, then walked to the coffin, lifted the cross cloth on it, and pushed open the coffin lid with the men next to him.
"Xiao Nian, please pay your respects to his remains."
Mu Qianchu said this, his voice as gentle as water.
Shi Xiaonian looked at Mu Qianchu. Her face was as pale as paper, she looked thin, and there was no trace of blood on her lips.
She slowly pushed Xu Bingxin away, then walked towards Mu Qianchu step by step, stood in front of the black coffin, and looked down.
Xi Jitao was lying inside, with a calm face and a life-like expression. There were faint wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but his handsome features were still visible. He was wearing a brand-new, straight formal suit, and no scars could be seen.
Shi Xiaonian's legs were weak, her hands were pressed on the coffin, her body was shaking violently, and no tears fell, "He just fell asleep, father just fell asleep."
Xi Jitao was lying so calm and peaceful, but he had lost a lot of weight.
It can be seen that his time in secret detention was not good, not at all.
"Xiao Nian, my condolences."
Mu Qianchu put his hands on her shoulders and gently untied her.
Shi Xiaonian's body suddenly trembled even more violently, her fingers, lips, and legs all trembled, as if she was being pushed to a temperature of dozens of degrees below zero.
"Xiao Nian, are you okay?" Mu Qianchu looked at her worriedly.
Shi Xiaonian grabbed the side of the coffin with trembling hands, dug her nails deeply in, and used all her strength to leave a concave crescent mark on the coffin.
Mu Qianchu's hand was placed on her shoulder at this moment, making her feel like countless insects were crawling on her shoulder.
She had never felt so fearful and angry towards Mu Qianchu as she did now.
But she couldn't show anything.
"I, I'm not good." Shi Xiaonian stuttered and trembled, gasping for breath, "I want my father to live."
“…”
Mu Qianchu stood beside her silently.
Shi Xiaonian slowly turned her head to look at Mu Qianchu, who had a handsome face. Her eyes were crimson and her voice was trembling, "Qianchu, I want my father to come back to life. Can you let him come back to life? Look, he didn't die. He just fell asleep."
Mu Qianchu lowered his eyes and stared into hers. There was no expression on his face. His eyes moved, and then he said, "Xiao Nian, the deceased is gone. You are not too sad anymore. Auntie is still waiting for you." To take care of.”
"Why did my father die?"
Shi Xiaonian looked into his eyes and asked.
Mu Qianchu's hand on her shoulder tightened, and then he said calmly, "It was a fight in the nest. There was a man named Miller who wanted to swallow up the Xi family. He arrested his uncle and pretended to be arrested. I finally checked it out. When I arrived at the secret prison where my uncle was, I was about to try to rescue him, but another group of people went to rescue him. They failed, and my uncle was shot and killed on the spot." (To be continued)