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The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

Chapter 625 - 602 Kidnapping?

Author: Floating WorldFalling Blossoms
updatedAt: 2025-09-23

CHAPTER 625: CHAPTER 602 KIDNAPPING?

Feng Guihua had just arrived home when she noticed a small note under the door crack.

She felt suspicious.

Who did this?

And stuffed a note?

When she picked it up and looked at it, she was startled.

Holding the note, she headed straight to the Jiang family.

Jiang Laocheng had already retired, and his eldest son, Jiang Zhixin, had taken over his job.

After incurring this debt, in order to repay it, Jiang Laocheng recently found a place to guard the door, earning whatever little he could.

At home, they worked together to repay the debt, although life at home was hard now.

However, the atmosphere in the house was good, the children were more sensible than before, and they understood filial piety.

After the old lady had her surgery, her health improved a lot and she took on a lot of household chores.

Jiang Laocheng had just come home from work and hadn’t even settled down.

Then he saw Feng Guihua rushing into the door anxiously.

Jiang Laocheng frowned, thinking that Feng Guihua really didn’t see herself as an outsider, she entered their home so boldly.

Without even knocking, she pushed the door and barged in, as if it were her own house.

"What are you doing here?"

Feng Guihua, pale-faced, handed the note to Jiang Laocheng.

Jiang Laocheng looked at it confusedly.

And was shocked.

"What’s going on? How did Zhiyong get kidnapped? This is asking for ransom, it wants 1000 yuan."

Feng Guihua had long been in a state of panic, otherwise, she wouldn’t have come to Jiang Laocheng.

"I came as soon as I saw it. Old Jiang, what do we do now?"

Feng Guihua was already scared out of her wits, the second son being the most beloved in her heart, now with something like this happening, how could she not be anxious?

Jiang Laocheng was relatively calm, "Don’t panic yet. It can’t be that just because the note says the second son is kidnapped, he is kidnapped. You know second son knows a bunch of mischievous friends, let’s first confirm where he is.

I will go find the eldest, ask him to take leave, and find Honest Jiang. Let their children also help. Go find Zhiyong quickly, go to the places Zhiyong often visits first, in case someone is deceiving us. If we really can’t find him then let’s talk, don’t lose your head."

Feng Guihua nodded repeatedly, at this point she naturally listened to whatever Jiang Laocheng said.

The house immediately turned into chaos.

When Jiang Honest and Fan Xiuying received the news from their elder brother, they were also shocked. How could such a thing happen at home, this was a big deal.

Immediately called the children; if such a thing happens and the children aren’t called over to help, no matter what, as close siblings, it wouldn’t make sense.

The Jiang family rushed to their uncle’s house.

Jiang Xiaoxiao saw the note, and the writing on the note was too distorted.

She highly doubted that whoever wrote this probably graduated from elementary school, not even an elementary graduate would write like this.

A whole morning passed.

The people who went out to search came back one after another, all of them disheartened, they had searched all the places where Jiang Zhiyong often goes.

His mischievous friends also said Zhiyong hadn’t gone to them recently.

He vanished just like that.

The more it appeared this way, the heavier everyone’s mood became; it only indicated Zhiyong’s kidnapping could very well be a real incident.

Jiang Honest bluntly said, "Brother, let’s not drag this out, report it to the police quickly, it’s better for the police to search than us wandering around like headless chickens."

The main concern is what if Zhiyong really is in trouble.

Even though he may not be well-behaved and get into no good, he’s still a life. He hasn’t done any heinous act; to them, he’s family, and if something happens to him, they wouldn’t feel right.

Jiang Lei and Jiang Xiaoxiao both nodded, indeed handling this matter this way and continuing to search wouldn’t be as effective as reporting to the police.

Feng Guihua disagreed, shaking her head repeatedly.

"No, we can’t report to the police, the note says if we dare call the police, they’ll kill him immediately. Old Jiang, no matter how, Zhiyong is your son, you can’t watch something happen to him."

Feng Guihua held onto Jiang Laocheng tightly.

Jiang Laocheng was also anxious inside.

After all, it’s his son; if by chance they really follow through, he couldn’t bear it. But without calling the police, they were helpless.

"Second brother, what do you think we should do about this?"

When Jiang Laocheng asked, Jiang Honest was speechless, what could he say?

According to his intentions, of course, he wanted to report to the police, but what if something really happened to Zhiyong, how could he face his elder brother?

With his sister-in-law’s temper, who knows, she might blame everything on him.

So speaking was inappropriate, not speaking was inappropriate too.

Jiang Xiaoxiao pulled Jiang Honest, "Uncle, this matter concerns second brother Zhiyong, since it is like this, both you and aunt must make the decision. My parents, after all, aren’t his biological parents, honestly speaking, they can’t consider things from his perspective.

So this matter must rely on the two of you to decide. My father’s intention is definitely to report to the police, mainly because if the police get involved, we might find the second brother sooner."

Jiang Xiaoxiao wasn’t willing to trouble her parents.

Her father was too honest; honest people easily offended others.

This former aunt isn’t easy to deal with, and she could blame them at any time.

Not to mention, nobody could guarantee that the final result would be the best result. In case someone isn’t rescued, or something happens to him, wouldn’t the aunt devour their whole family?

So in terms of both emotion and logic, they shouldn’t interfere; helping is okay, but the decision has to be made by uncle and aunt themselves.

Jiang Laocheng reluctantly clenched his teeth, also fearing his son might have issues; ordinary families like theirs had never faced such situations.

"His mother, how about let’s report to the police? You know the family’s situation, we can’t produce such a large sum of money."

Jiang Laocheng had no choice either, the previous debts weren’t even repaid, borrowing more money wasn’t easy now.

Jiang Honest wanted to speak but was pulled back by Jiang Xiaoxiao.

It’s not that they wouldn’t help, even if they’re helping, the uncle and aunt have to ask themselves, otherwise people wouldn’t be grateful.

With this kind of aunt, the more you’re willing to help her financially now, the more she’d feel entitled.

Feng Guihua looked at Jiang Honest, who remained silent, boiling with resentment.

So this is kin?

How could one act like this, facing such a big problem, not daring to ask for money?

But it’s because of Jiang Honest and his family that her own carried over two thousand yuan of debt.

She divorced her husband.

Emotionally and logically, why shouldn’t he fork over 1000 yuan, is it too much?

In fact, the usual seen as honest is now pretending not to say a peep.

"Let’s go, come with me to the bank to withdraw money, I have more than a thousand yuan in the deposit book. First, take it out to save Zhiyong. Some people are relatives, but scared to open their mouths in such a crisis. Took 2500 yuan from our family, took it feeling relieved."

Feng Guihua said, grinding her teeth.

Jiang Xiaoxiao knew it would be this way.

This aunt was just that kind of person.

Jiang Laocheng glared, "Don’t you babble nonsense there, what do you mean took 2500 yuan from our family, it was the medical fee we should pay for the old woman. Second son, don’t listen to her nonsense."

If Jiang Honest was feeling slightly guilty when his daughter pulled him earlier, he no longer felt it now. His sister-in-law could make anything seem like turning a blind eye with no mental burden; indeed, it took talent.

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