After Transmigrating into a Book, I Was Bent by the Villainess (GL) - Chapter 29

“What trouble has Uncle caused this time?” Su Yiming frowned and asked.

Su Qirong said: “They said Dad took the company’s money, but the company belongs to our Su family. Since we’re spending our own family’s money, why should he go to jail? Uncle must have listened to malicious outsiders. Why else would he send Dad to prison just for that little bit of money?”

Xia Chuci rolled her eyes, thinking inwardly: You’re truly incredible. You managed to spin embezzlement into spending your own family’s money. Are you legally illiterate or brain-dead?

“What? Uncle embezzled public funds? That’s illegal! Do you still have the nerve to beg me? You’re a law major, but all your studies have gone down the drain?”

Su Qirong rushed forward and desperately grabbed Su Yiming’s arm, pleading: “Sister, I’m begging you. If Dad gets into trouble, what will Mom and I do?”

Su Yiming pulled her arm away and said: “Don’t worry. Even if Uncle goes to jail, the Su family won’t let you and Auntie starve.”

“How can you say something so cold and heartless? That’s your own uncle! How can you… how can you…”

Su Qirong looked at her in disbelief, her lips trembling slightly.

Su Yiming was unmoved, saying coldly: “There’s no kinship before the law. If Uncle broke the law, he must face legal sanctions.”

“Fine, haha, fine,” Su Qirong cried and laughed, pointing at Xia Chuci, and challenged: “What if it were her? Could you still stand by and do nothing?”

Xia Chuci, who was innocently targeted: …

Su Yiming answered without hesitation and with certainty: “She would never do such a thing. There is no ‘if’.”

Meanwhile, in the Chairman’s office, a woman was crying: “Big Brother, please save Wenchang. He is your own brother. You will save him, won’t you?”

This woman was Su Wenchang’s wife, Su Qirong’s mother, Zhao Cha.

Su Wenhu picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said composedly: “Precisely because he is my brother, I cannot watch him go down a path of no return. Embezzlement is illegal, and the amount he embezzled is as high as 30 million. How do you expect me to save him? His only way out now is to surrender himself. Perhaps the penalty can be reduced.”

Zhao Cha said anxiously: “No, Big Brother. If Wenchang goes in, his whole life will be ruined. What will Qirong and I do? Please, save us. How about we repay all the embezzled money, and we can pretend this never happened, okay?”

Su Wenhu sneered: “Repay? You say it lightly. Where are you going to get that much money?”

“I don’t have that much money, but Big Brother, 30 million is not a difficult amount for you. We are family. Bl00d is thicker than water. You can’t just stand by and watch us die.”

“Do you think it’s as simple as 30 million? I’m telling you, he embezzled the investment funds for the New City Development Project, causing the company to lose at least 200 million. Now, those shareholders would love to eat him alive.”

Seeing that crying and begging were useless, Zhao Cha’s tone suddenly hardened, and she said harshly: “After all that talk, you just don’t want to help us. Big Brother, how can you be so heartless? Is Wenchang’s later life not worth a mere 30 million!”

Su Wenhu was immune to both coercion and persuasion, saying: “Everyone must be responsible for the consequences of their actions. Do I need to remind you that he has been an adult for over twenty years?”

“You…”

Zhao Cha choked up and simply threw caution to the wind: “He’s come to this point because of you! For so many years, he has humbled himself before you, trying to please you everywhere. But how did you treat him? In your eyes, he’s not even as good as a dog! You even colluded with outsiders to sideline him! Don’t think I don’t know that if it weren’t for the old man’s will, you probably would have finished off our entire family long ago!”

Su Wenhu didn’t refute her, saying coldly: “Sister-in-law, instead of wasting time here with me, you should go back and think carefully about how to find him and persuade him to surrender himself voluntarily. The company has already filed a police report. Self-surrender is always more respectable than being arrested.”

Zhao Cha tried both soft and hard tactics, but Su Wenhu remained unmoved and uncompromising.

Su Qirong didn’t fare any better with Su Yiming. In the end, the mother and daughter had no choice but to leave in a huff.

Xia Chuci originally thought this matter was over, or that Su Wenhu would handle the aftermath. In any case, she figured she had no role in it.

Unexpectedly, in the time it took her to cross the street to buy a small pastry, she was knocked unconscious and kidnapped.

In broad daylight, in front of everyone, she was knocked out, stuffed into a car, and kidnapped. Who could she complain to about such a melodramatic plot!

After an unknown amount of time, Xia Chuci’s consciousness gradually returned. She endured the severe pain in her head and slowly opened her eyes.

She carefully felt the back of her head with her hand. Although her head was throbbing painfully, fortunately, there was no skull fracture or bleeding. The situation was much better than she had anticipated.

In the original novel, the major villainess Su Yiming, after learning the secret of her background, conspired with Su Wenchang to kidnap the female lead, Xia Chuci. Then, with the full rescue efforts of the Su couple, the female lead survived the ordeal. Finally, the major villainess’s plot was exposed, Su Yiming was kicked out, and subsequently blackened.

But now, it was clearly impossible for Su Yiming to do such a thing. Yet, she was still kidnapped. Round and round, she was back to the original plot. Xia Chuci didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

She gritted her teeth, crawled to the wall, and felt her way to the door. She reached out and turned the doorknob. As expected, the door was locked from the outside with a key.

Xia Chuci weakly knocked on the door panel and shouted: “Hey, is anyone there? Come quickly!”

After a while, footsteps were heard outside the door. A hoarse male voice rang out: “What are you shouting about? Do you have a death wish?”

Xia Chuci wasn’t afraid of him and said arrogantly: “I’m hungry. Get me something to eat.”

The other party scoffed: “So demanding. Wait.”

The man returned shortly after leaving. Xia Chuci then heard the sound of a key turning.

The door opened. A rough, scarred man didn’t enter the room but stood right in the doorway, throwing a bag of bread and a bottle of mineral water at her feet, adding one word: “Here.” Before she could respond, he started to close the door.

Xia Chuci quickly moved forward, clinging to the door, and said: “I also need to use the restroom.”

The scarred man emotionlessly pointed at the plastic basin in the corner: “Do it in the room.”

With that, he tried to close the door again. Xia Chuci still didn’t let go, continuing to cling to the door, saying: “Wait, who exactly are you people? What do you want by holding me here?”

The scarred man completely ignored her, roughly pulling her hand away, closing the door, locking it, and quickly leaving without any hesitation.

Xia Chuci carefully surveyed her surroundings. The room only contained a bed and a plastic basin, nothing else.

The door and window were locked from the outside. She struggled to peer through the window, wanting to see where she was, but the glass was also covered with paper from the outside. She couldn’t see anything at all.

Xia Chuci picked up the bread and water on the floor in frustration and listlessly began to eat. No matter what, filling her stomach was the most important thing.

Her phone had been confiscated, and there were no objects in the room to indicate the time. She didn’t know how long she had been unconscious or what was happening outside now.

And Su Yiming—she was always so anxious if Xia Chuci even had a slight headache or fever. Now that she had completely disappeared, Su Yiming must be frantic.

Xia Chuci patted her forehead in frustration: I’m barely surviving myself. Why do I have time to worry about others?

She lay on the bed, holding her head, bitterly trying to recall the vague details of the original plot.

In the original novel, Su Yiming kidnapped her for revenge. Now that Su Yiming, the mastermind, was out of the picture, Su Wenchang still kidnapped her. What for?

Revenge? That didn’t make sense. She had no grievance with him. Besides, Su Wenchang’s embezzlement was exposed. He should be hiding, so why would he take such a huge risk to kidnap her?

Or, was Su Wenchang trying to use her to threaten Su Wenhu?

Hmm… this was highly probable. After all, fleeing also required money. If she guessed correctly, Su Wenchang probably wanted to exchange her for a ransom and then escape abroad, hoping to evade justice.

Suddenly, her head throbbed. Xia Chuci touched the back of her head. Being hit like that, even if there was no cerebral hemorrhage, she must have a concussion.

The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed. She felt her head getting heavier, accompanied by a feeling of wanting to vomit. She quickly drank a few sips of water, finally feeling the bread stuck in her throat go down. It was utterly uncomfortable.

Dizzy and muddled, she fell into a deep sleep, waking up several times due to pain, but quickly falling back into a coma.

After an unknown duration of sleep, she was kicked awake. Yes, kicked awake—the literal meaning of being kicked with a foot.

“Hey, are you dead? If not, get up quickly.”

Xia Chuci opened her eyes and saw the scarred man kicking her. She said irritably: “What? Am I a football for you to kick? Do you have any manners?”

Relying on the protection of the female lead’s halo, Xia Chuci knew she wouldn’t die anyway. She repeatedly provoked the other party, completely lacking the self-awareness of being a hostage.

Clearly, the scarred man’s dictionary didn’t contain the word “manners.” He reached out, grabbed Xia Chuci’s arm, effortlessly lifted her up like a chicken.

Xia Chuci felt utterly humiliated. She struggled and protested: “Hey, let’s talk nicely. Keep your hands off me! If you do that again, I won’t be polite.”

The scarred man ignored her, his steps unceasing. He carried her through a long corridor and brought her to a room that looked like a medical office.

“Doctor Ye, I’ve brought the person.”

Xia Chuci’s heart pounded, and her face turned pale.

Are these people going to use me for some wicked human experiment!!!

System, save me!

“Lie on the bed,” the female doctor instructed emotionlessly.

Xia Chuci’s legs went weak. She clung to the door frame, refusing to go over and started howling and crying, a complete reversal from her previous arrogant and spoiled demeanor.

The scarred man found her annoying, directly grabbing her, throwing her onto the hospital bed, and leaving after an impatient greeting to the female doctor, without any fuss.

Xia Chuci stared at the doctor in horror, stuttering: “You, you, you don’t come any closer!”

The female doctor’s expression changed from indifference to amusement. She sized up Xia Chuci, saying playfully: “Not bad. She’s a good candidate.”