The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

Gu Juexi knew that Auntie Yuan was Du Mingsheng’s Achilles’ heel. As long as a person had a soft spot, he was no longer invincible.

That was also one of the reasons why Gu Juexi was willing to give Du Mingsheng one last chance. There was still humanity in a person who was filial.

Gu Juexi looked at Du Mingsheng who was sitting on the ground, waiting patiently for his answer.

Du Mingsheng turned his terrified gaze to Gu Tianxin, who had fainted on the floor not far from them. He felt his throat become dry. He had never been so scared in his life.

“I, I—” Du Mingsheng’s face was terribly pale and haggard.

No, he had already lost before he started.

“Gu Mansion, she is at Gu Mansion.”

Gu Juexi grabbed his collar and shouted, “What did you say?”

“The signal that I tracked, it came from Gu Mansion,” Du Mingsheng blurted. He was instantly thrown to the floor.

Gu Juexi strode out frantically, cursing himself for making a mistake in his deductions again.

Gu Juexi called Ye Yuwei while driving back, but no one answered. He tried to call the phone in the house but no one answered either.

Meanwhile, at Gu Mansion.

Ye Yuwei was forced out of the bedroom. The person who came out of the room was taking Xixi hostage, holding a knife to Xixi’s neck.

“Ai Mijia, let go of my daughter,” Ye Yuwei cried out, her voice trembling.

Xixi cried loudly, reaching out with her little arms and pleading for her mommy.

Ai Mijia was wearing a servant’s uniform. It seemed that she had been staying at Gu Mansion for a long time.

However, she had been in charge of the gardening and landscape in the yard, so no one had taken notice of her.

Ai Mijia was holding Xixi tightly, the knife cutting Xixi’s neck slightly. Ye Yuwei stared at Xixi’s neck intensely.

“You want a reason, don’t you? Where is Gu Juexi? Tell him to come to me!” Ai Mijia growled, forcing Ye Yuwei back down the stairs.

The crowd below was shocked at the horrifying scene. Wen Jie charged forward and shouted, “Ai Mijia, what are you doing?”

“Ai Mijia, let Xixi go,” Gu Tianmu yelled furiously.

Ye Xicheng was following Ai Mijia anxiously, his large eyes clouded by distress. His sister had always been under his and their mommy’s protection, so she must be so frightened. He would rather be the one taken as hostage.

“Ai Mijia, I’ll give you whatever you want, just let my daughter go first.” Ye Yuwei was forced downstairs. She was holding her hands up all the time, afraid that Ai Mijia might suddenly strike her daughter. Xixi’s neck was bleeding, and the little girl was crying at the top of her lungs and struggling anxiously.

“What do I want?” Ai Mijia grinned. “I want Wen Jie and Wen Lan dead. I know Wen Lan is here too, which makes things so much easier. I’ll let this little thing go when both of them die.”

“No!” Ye Yuwei screamed when she saw Ai Mijia’s hand move. “Don’t hurt my daughter, please don’t hurt her.”

“Wah! Mommy, Mommy!” Xixi cried until her voice cracked.

“Dad, Dad, bring Wen Lan here,” Ye Yuwei shouted in a shaky voice as she glared at Ai Mijia. No one would have thought that Ai Mijia had been hiding in their house all this while.

Gu Tianmu raised his hand, motioning for Butler Kim to bring Wen Lan over. “Ai Mijia, if you release Xixi now, there will still be room for discussion.”