Chapter 4 — Two Girls of the Ky Family

Thieu Ban is in charge of transporting props, side doors and temporary staff cards. Two other accomplices drove a refrigerated truck and waited outside the passenger door. They planned to stuff Dao Dao into a peacock-shaped prop box and then transport her out of the gym through the side door. Then change cars, change license plates and change clothes. Within twenty-four hours, the first photo will be sent to the Ky family. Not to release people. Just to prove she's still alive. Sixty million for one photo. Eighty million in exchange for ten seconds of crying. One hundred million in exchange for a video. One hundred and fifty million in exchange for her cut hair. If the Ky family reports to the police, they will temporarily stop contact, causing the family to collapse. Wait until they can't stand it anymore, then give them a little hope. I am very familiar with this plan. In a previous life, they used this method to force my parents to go crazy. Mom looked at the chat history, her arms holding Dao Dao tighter and tighter. Dao Dao was in pain and called out in a low voice: "Mom..." Mom immediately relaxed a bit, but the tears fell even more intensely. Dad's face couldn't be described by the word unsightly. Dad looked at Wen Nhuoc Tinh: "She's only four years old." On Nhuoc Tinh's lips trembled. “I… I don't intend to harm her.” “I just want money.” “As long as you give us money, we will take good care of her.” Hearing this sentence, my whole body turned cold. In the past life, they also said the same thing. But in the video, Dao Dao gets thinner and thinner. His eyes became more and more empty. The child is not taken care of. The baby is being eroded little by little. I cried and shouted at Wen Nhuoc Tinh: "You won't take care of your sister!" “You just made her cry!” On Nhuoc Tinh stared at me. In that moment, her eyes finally showed hatred. “Bastard.” Her voice was very small. But Dad heard it. Mom heard it too. Dad immediately hugged me, his voice as cold as a knife: "Comrade police, just now she insulted and threatened my daughter." 7 On Nhuoc Tinh's face turned pale, she started crying again: "I'm not, I'm just too scared." Thieu Bin laughed coldly: "Are you afraid?" “When you wrote the anonymous newsletter, why weren't you afraid?” The police asked: “What anonymous report?” Thieu Bin immediately said: "It's on her computer." “Prepare to launch after successful kidnapping.” "The content said that the adopted daughter of the Ky family was jealous of her biological sister and deliberately led her to the side door." “She said stories about real and fake money in rich families are what netizens like to see the most.” “By then, even the Ky family will be suspicious of the adopted child, and the police will also be led in the wrong direction.” My body immediately stiffened. Mom suddenly looked at me, her face full of pain. “So So…” I bowed my head and said softly: “It's not me.” Mom hugged me and Dao Dao. “I know.” “Not you.” Dad's hand was on my back. “Dad knows too.” My tears fell even harder. In my previous life, I said countless times that it wasn't me. But no one believes it. In this life, after finding their sister, they immediately said they knew. The police quickly went to Wen Nhuoc Tinh's residence and backstage storage closet to search. There was indeed an anonymous newsletter on her computer. The title is extremely dazzling: The adoptive daughter's jealousy ruined the richest family's real money. The content inside is fabricated to look real. Say I have resented Dao Dao for a long time. Say I hate her standing in the center. Say I intentionally caused chaos before the competition started. Said someone saw me pushing Dao Dao towards an unfamiliar employee. Every word is paving the way for my unjust death in my previous life. After watching, dad only said one sentence: "Save all the evidence." “I want her to pay for every word.” The competition that day was completely suspended. The entire gym was blocked. The refrigerated truck outside the side door was also stopped by the police. There were two men in the car. One person is in charge of driving. A person in charge took the first blackmail photo. In the trunk were lights, black cloth, the day's newspaper and a printed sheet of paper. On the paper

He wrote: If you want her to live, first prepare sixty million. When she saw that piece of paper, she could barely stand. Dad supported mom, her eyes also turned red. “Van Ninh, Dao Dao is here.” “She hasn't been taken out of the gym yet.” Mother cried and said: "What if So So can't find that box?" “What if it's a little slower?” No one answered. Because we all know the answer. A little later, the car will leave. A little later, the three tormenting years of my previous life will begin again. I stood by, my knees still hurting. When the doctor treated my scratch, I kept staring at Dao Dao. The baby sat in her mother's lap, tears still on her face, and the silver bell bracelet on her wrist was broken. Then, grandmother rushed over. As soon as she saw the two of us, tears immediately fell from her eyes. She hugged Dao Dao and then hugged me again. “Your two treasures.” “Are you scared?”