Chapter 32: I Beg You, Do Not Touch My Son

Jiang Li laughed upon hearing Qin Mu’s words. In all the years they had known each other, he had never once admitted to being wrong; yet today, for the sake of his son, he had actually done so voluntarily. It seemed his son held a certain place in his heart after all.

However, if she didn’t push him, how would she ever find out the ultimate fate of Youyou? Even if she had to sell her own organs, she was determined to find her daughter’s remains and lay her to rest. No one could fathom the agony of losing Youyou; since that was the case, she would make Qin Mu and Jiang Xue experience the pain of having their own son in danger.

"And what if I refuse?" Jiang Li glanced at the little boy in front of her, reaching out to wipe a smear of fruit juice from young Jinchen’s mouth.

She heard Qin Mu’s pleas turn into threats. "I’m telling you, Jiang Li, don’t you dare touch Chenchen. If you really do that, I will never forgive you. Don’t forget that you are a murderer! I haven’t even settled the score for you killing my biological father. If you harm Chenchen now, I will make your life a living hell!"

Qin Mu’s threat only made Jiang Li laugh. "Is that so? I’m a murderer, so why haven’t you called the police to arrest me, Mr. Qin? If I’m a murderer, why am I still living so well? Call the police! Come and arrest me! Tell me, whose life will pay for my daughter’s? Qin Mu, you are so vicious, and I learned it all from you. Since my daughter is gone, why should I fear you? I have nothing to lose; at worst, we’ll just die together!"

Jiang Li’s words successfully terrified Qin Mu. He swallowed hard, his voice trembling. "Jiang Li, where are you now? I’m coming to find you. Tell me where you are, and I will come to beg you. I’m willing to be your hostage in exchange for my son. I’ll do whatever you want!"

At this moment, Qin Mu had abandoned all boundaries; he only wanted his son to survive.

Just then, Jiang Xue walked in. "Brother Qin Mu, are you begging that bitch Jiang Li? No! Chenchen is my son, and no one is taking him away. Jiang Li, give me back my son! Did you take my son? You damnable woman, just a moment ago—it was so close, just a hair’s breadth!"

Jiang Xue’s words caught Jiang Li off guard. What did she mean by "just a hair’s breadth"? She recalled how the needle had come loose when she was at the hospital earlier, and the nurse hadn't just reinserted it—she had changed the medication. Was it Jiang Xue?

Jiang Li was consumed by fury. She grabbed her phone and walked into her bedroom. "Fine. Since you two are in cahoots, so be it. Bring Youyou to see me, or don’t even dream of seeing your son again. If Youyou lives, your son lives. If Youyou is dead, your son will die too. Let me tell you, if you try to use force, we will all go down together!"

"No!" Qin Mu interrupted, terrified that Jiang Li might hang up. "Jiang Li, don’t be impulsive. It’s all my fault. Tell me what you want me to do, but please, don’t hurt the child. Can’t you be reasonable?"

Hearing Qin Mu’s desperate pleading, Jiang Li’s eyes blurred with tears. So, Qin Mu had finally met his match! Back then, when she had knelt and begged him to investigate the truth and believe she hadn’t harmed his father, he hadn’t even frowned. Yet today, for his son, he was begging her?

"Heh, heh. So, Qin Mu, you finally have a day like this! Fine. From now on, you will be my personal nanny, bodyguard, driver, and servant for one month. If you perform these duties well and find Youyou and bring her to me within this month, I will release your son. But if you fail, or if you disobey me, then we might as well just take a pack of rat poison and die together."

"Fine, I agree. I will agree to anything, just please don’t be impulsive and don’t hurt my son. I will do my best to find Youyou. Whether that child is alive or dead, I will find her. Please, I beg you, don’t do anything rash!"

"Fine. Tomorrow at 8:00, go to that small villa where you once held me captive and begin your one-month service."

Without waiting for Qin Mu to reply, Jiang Li hung up. Qin Mu stared at the dead phone, his heart aching with every beat.

"Brother Qin Mu, why did you agree to her unreasonable demands? It’s a crime for her to take Chenchen away. We can call the police and have Jiang Li arrested!"

Hearing Jiang Xue’s words, Qin Mu’s eyes flashed with rage. He lowered his voice, speaking with cold detachment. "And what if Qin Jinchen went with Jiang Li voluntarily? Would the police arrest a woman whom the child calls 'Mom'?"

Jiang Xue froze. "No, Chenchen is my son! I’ve raised him for three years; why would he call anyone else 'Mom'? No, Jiang Li is kidnapping a child, and I am going to report her!"

"Enough! You’d better worry about your own organ trafficking involving Youyou. The police are investigating Chen Shaojie right now; it would be a miracle if you could save yourself!"

Jiang Xue’s heart skipped a beat, but she quickly composed herself. "Brother Qin Mu, I didn't do it! It was all Chen Shaojie—he only donated Youyou’s organs to Chenchen to get money. I have call logs, I have surveillance as proof. Regardless, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Is that so? But Jiang Li won't release my son until she sees Youyou. So if you want to see Chenchen, go find her. Even if it's just a corpse, you must find her!" With that, Qin Mu turned and left in a fury.

"I... Brother Qin Mu, don't leave! Where am I supposed to find her? That little girl had her organs harvested by Chen Shaojie—didn't they even find her heart? Where am I supposed to look?" Watching Qin Mu leave, Jiang Xue stomped her feet in frustration. "Jiang Li, just you wait. How dare you fight me for my man and my son? I will make your life a living hell."

As Jiang Xue headed out, a doctor hurriedly ran up to her. "Ms. Jiang, this boy’s name is Qin Jinchen, your son, right? And there's Jiang Li. We just received the request for their DNA test; the results are due tomorrow at 2:00 PM. I wanted to consult you first."

Jiang Xue took the application form and the hair sample, smiling. "Well done. There will definitely be a bonus. By the way, replace Jiang Li’s hair sample with your own. Do you understand what I mean?"

The doctor watched as Jiang Xue pulled out her phone and sent a transfer of 100,000 yuan via Alipay. Beaming, the doctor bowed repeatedly. "Thank you, Ms. Jiang. Rest assured, I will handle this perfectly."

Holding Jiang Li’s hair, Jiang Xue’s eyes curved and her lips curled into a triumphant smile. "You want to find the truth? Hmph, Jiang Li, you aren't qualified to fight me. If you have the guts, go ahead and kill your own son. I never liked that brat anyway; all I want is the position of lady of the Qin household."

With that, she blew the hair from her hand and left in high spirits. Since Chen Shaojie had been caught, she wouldn't wait to be summoned; she would go and give her statement voluntarily. She wasn't worried; after all, she had plenty of evidence to prove that the death of that brat, Youyou, had nothing to do with her.

"So, Chen Shaojie, you are destined to take the fall for everything. But you can't go to jail just yet—I still have use for you."