97: A reassuring figure

Outside Central Hospital, a motorcade of luxury cars, like a steel Dragon cruising through the urban torrent, majestically drove towards the underground parking garage.

The body of each car gleamed with a cold, luxurious metallic luster, reflecting the sunlight as if stars were flowing.

The motorcade tightly and orderly escorted a sports car with an extremely exaggerated design, as if it were a dream vehicle Transmigration from the future.

Its sleek lines were like the graceful curves of a cheetah in pursuit, its body low yet full of power, its paint as reflective as a mirror, exuding a deep allure in the darkness.

The unique emblem on the front of the car was like a mysterious badge, showcasing its considerable value and extraordinary performance.

Chen Mengyao sat in the passenger seat of the sports car, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes.

She bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, her eyes fixed on the fleeting scenery outside the car window, her heart filled with unease.

Her hand clenched her phone tightly, her knuckles white, her eyes full of agonizing worry.

Just now, she had frantically dialed several numbers, but without exception, all she heard was the busy signal of an unanswered call.

This dead silence made her heart feel as if it was being fiercely clutched by an invisible hand, making her even more anxious and restless.

Her mind constantly replayed all the dangers her sister and mother might have encountered, fearing they might be bullied by that deranged man.

The sports car quickly stopped in a spacious, exclusive parking spot. Lu Chen opened the car door and stepped out.

Chen Mengyao, like a triggered spring, also eagerly opened her car door and quickly stepped out.

She rushed to Lu Chen in a few steps, looked up, tears glistening in her eyes, and said with a trembling, tearful voice:

"I just made a few calls, but no one answered. Have they already left the hospital?"

Lu Chen stood tall and straight like a pine tree, a dark suit perfectly outlining his broad shoulders and taut waist, his deep eyes like a serene pool, exuding a reassuring calmness within their tranquility.

He looked at the anxious Chen Mengyao, the corners of his mouth curving slightly into a faint smile, and softly said, "Don't worry, we'll know once we go see."

Chen Mengyao looked at the composed Lu Chen, and her heart, which had been pounding like a startled deer, gradually calmed down, like a lone boat adrift in a storm, suddenly finding a safe harbor.

In her eyes, Lu Chen was at this moment the towering giant who could shield her from the wind and rain; just one look, one word from him, could dispel all the fear in her heart.

"Just follow me," Lu Chen said, then led the way with steady, powerful strides, exhibiting an unhurried composure in his every move.

In an instant, the doors of the surrounding vehicles opened in unison.

Thirty to forty burly men in black suits emerged, their figures robust and strong, uniformly dressed in sharp suits whose fabric gleamed with a stern luster, making them appear even more formidable.

These men all had stern expressions and sharp, hawk-like eyes, like a well-trained elite force, following closely behind Lu Chen.

Their steps were uniform, like heavy hammers striking the ground, their Aura terrifying.

Chen Mengyao followed behind Lu Chen, as docile as a lamb.

She was still wearing her plain maid outfit, which contrasted sharply with the stern men in black around her, making her appear even more petite and fragile.

She took small, hurried steps, closely following Lu Chen's pace, afraid of falling behind, her gaze always fixed on Lu Chen's back, her eyes full of dependence and trust.

It was as if Lu Chen was her only lifeline at this moment; as long as he was in front, all the raging storms in the world were nothing to fear.

Lu Chen led Chen Mengyao onto the exclusive elevator.

The men in black, well-trained, entered adjacent elevators in batches, in an orderly fashion, the entire process silent, with only the faint hum of the elevator running, yet it also carried a sense of impending doom and pressure... Meanwhile,

In a luxurious ward on the top floor of the hospital, a disheveled man sat brazenly on the hospital bed like a common thug.

His hair was like a messy bird's nest, strands of it greasy and hanging down, emitting a nauseating sour smell.

His face was covered in stubble, black and white in patches, his clothes wrinkled, his collar open, revealing a dark, stained chest, with some unidentified debris still clinging to it.

He uninhibitedly grabbed the fruits and snacks prepared by the hospital, bit into them, juice splattering, constantly dripping down his mouth and chin, wetting his clothes.

He didn't care at all, chewing with loud smacking sounds, looking as arrogant as could be.

In a corner of the ward, a woman with a pale face, Li Yunxia, trembled like a withered leaf in the autumn wind.

She tightly hugged a cute little girl.

The little girl's big eyes were full of terror, tears welling up, shrinking into her mother's arms like a frightened little rabbit, her small body shaking non-stop.

Li Yunxia's lips trembled violently, her teeth chattering, her eyes full of Life Qi intertwined with anger and despair, shivering helplessly.

Chen Yingcai spat out a mouthful of sunflower seed shells, the fragments scattering on the floor.

He squinted at the trembling Li Yunxia and Chen Xuening, a sneering, disdainful smile on his lips, the curve full of mockery:

"You don't have to be so afraid of me. I won't eat you. As long as I get the money, I'll leave immediately."

Li Yunxia stared intently at the man in front of her, who was completely different from how he sounded on the phone, her lips trembling even more violently, like a sieve.

There was a clear, red, and swollen slap mark on her face, and her hair was messily plastered to both sides of her cheeks, making her look particularly disheveled.

Anger surged in her chest like a volcano about to erupt: "On the phone, you said everything was fine, you only needed two hundred yuan for a meal. Now you need two hundred thousand, where are we supposed to get you two hundred thousand? You're trying to kill us!"

Chen Yingcai curled his lip in disdain, giving a cold smile, his eyes full of contempt: "Your daughter hooked up with a rich man, letting you two live a good life. As her biological father, what's wrong with asking for two hundred thousand? Is it excessive?"

Thinking about getting two hundred thousand soon, he couldn't contain his excitement.

His eyes gleamed with greed, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, revealing a mouthful of black and yellow teeth.

His hands constantly rubbed his thighs, and his legs began to shake, his whole being immersed in the fantasy of getting rich soon.

Li Yunxia spat, indignantly and fiercely saying, "How dare you claim to be Mengyao's father? Look at yourself, are you worthy? Why don't you go die!"

Chen Yingcai wasn't angry; instead, he laughed even more wildly: "Why am I not worthy? If it weren't for me, would she exist? I gave birth to her to make money for me!"

Hearing this, Li Yunxia felt a surge of anger rush to her head, making her vision blur.

Her heart was full of regret, as if pierced by a thousand needles. She shouldn't have trusted this devil again, shouldn't have let him come over, and even more, shouldn't have exposed her location to him!

But her regret was useless now; everything was too late.