Chapter 38

I’ll Make the Arrangements

Sang Qianqian’s disappearance made Sang Pengcheng realize how true her words were that day.

Money and property were all worldly possessions. The most important thing was for the family to be together and live a safe, happy life.

He hated that he couldn’t understand his daughter’s painstaking efforts then. Not only did he treat her half-heartedly, but he also asked Uncle Zhong to pick her up.

He thought that with his current status, no one would dare to mess with him. But in the end, Sang Qianqian’s worry became a reality.

Something had happened to her, and he couldn’t protect her. If his daughter could appear in front of him again now...

He’d agree without hesitation even if he had to give up everything, let alone leave Ming City.

Unfortunately, he didn’t know if he’d still have this chance.

Sang Qianqian had been missing for seven days.

The Sang family had sent countless people to search for Sang Qianqian in the city, and the police had also deployed many people to search for her. However, Sang Qianqian seemed to have disappeared into thin air, and nobody could trace her whereabouts.

In those seven days, Sang Pengcheng had seen several female corpses. Every time he saw one, his heart would drop. Fortunately, none of them were Sang Qianqian.

It meant that his daughter was still alive. Sang Pengcheng was only able to hang on because of this belief.

He wasn’t in the mood to manage the company’s affairs. Sang Minglang couldn’t handle it alone, so the company was in a short period of chaos.

Han Shangrong personally came to the Sang family to express his concern for Sang Pengcheng. His expression was heavy, and he said many words of comfort.

In the end, he brought up the land in the east again. “Mr. Sang, I really want that land. Originally, I thought we’d have a fierce battle in the business world to achieve our goal, but now that you’ve encountered this matter, I can’t bear to just watch.”

His tone was unusually sincere. “I’m willing to use all of the Han family’s power to help you find your daughter. On account of my sincerity, can you sell me that piece of land?”

Sang Minglang wasn’t willing, but Sang Pengcheng agreed.

At that moment, nothing else was more important than having more power to help find his daughter.

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Sang Qianqian had never expected that the group of people would bring her to Yushan Island.

Previously, because the Shen family’s car accident involved Sang Minglang, the opening of Yushan Island was called off.

After the police released Sang Minglang from prison, he’d been busy running around for the land in the east, and the restart of the Yushan Island project was postponed.

Sang Minglang had dismissed the staff on the island, and it was deserted.

Sang Qianqian didn’t know what those people were up to.

After they sent her to one of the abandoned hotel rooms, the group of people disappeared from her eyes. However, Sang Qianqian knew they hadn’t left and were standing guard outside the door.

Occasionally, she could hear one of them talking on the phone in a low voice.

Someone would always send her food on time but refused to talk to her.

Additionally, Sang Qianqian’s phone was confiscated, and she couldn’t contact anyone.

She looked out of the window at the sky that was gradually turning orange. She almost didn’t dare to think about how chaotic the house was now.

Instead, Sang Qianqian could only pray for Uncle Zhong’s safety and for her family to be safe.

She counted the sunrise and sunset to keep track of time.

On the 14th day, the leader of the black-clothed men appeared again at night and knocked her out.

When Sang Qianqian woke up, she was by the dark sea. The night was dark, and there was no one around.

She struggled to get up and ran for her life to the place with the lights on. On the way, She met a kind driver who took her back to the city.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

When Sang Pengcheng saw his daughter return home, he couldn’t believe his eyes. He was overjoyed as he hugged her and cried.

“Qianqian, if you want to leave Ming City, I’ll make the arrangements.”

In just ten days, Sang Pengcheng’s hair had already turned white. He’d aged more than ten years.

“Give me some time,” he said with tears. “I’ll deal with the business here as soon as possible.”

After Sang Qianqian returned, she became much quieter. Her reaction to her father’s decision was calm, and she wasn’t surprised.

Sang Pengcheng thought she was just a little upset after being locked up for so long.

However, when he heard that his daughter hadn’t been bullied and was only restricted during her imprisonment, he was more or less relieved.

Sang Minglang had put a lot of pressure on the police, hoping they would find the group of people who’d kidnapped Sang Qianqian.

But alas, they still weren’t able to track the culprits down. In the end, this matter had become an unsolved case.

Not long after, two big news came out in Ming City.

One of them was the news conference of Phoenix Technology, which Shen Hanyu founded. They’d released a new mobile chip.