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Chapter 194: Husband... Wake Up

Hearing this, Shen Zhiyao felt a pang of heartache for the first time. She subconsciously asked, "Is doing this... worth it?"

You Lechun just smiled, his expression frank. "It’s not a question of worthiness, only willingness... Thank you, Streamer..."

With that, he dropped three Douyin Number Ones and left the stream.

[Shan Yi, don’t go! Please don’t do something rash! You only have two months left, can’t you just live them out peacefully?]

[The Streamer already said your sister will hate you, so why are you still going?! Please, don’t go, okay?]

[Shan Yi, don’t go, we all want to see you again! Just let us see you one more time, okay?]

[Your fans all love you! Why sacrifice yourself for someone who doesn’t even care about you?]

[Streamer, is Shan Yi really going to kill his brother-in-law? Give us an answer!]

Shen Zhiyao answered, "Yes! He will kill his brother-in-law tonight! Two months from now, he will be sentenced to death!"

"Alright, that’s all three fortunes for today. I’m ending the stream now!"

With that, Shen Zhiyao immediately ended the stream.

Sun Yingbin had been waiting. The moment Shen Zhiyao’s stream ended, he eagerly knocked on her door.

"Miss Shen, are you asleep?" On the show, he always called Shen Zhiyao "Yaoyao" to make them appear closer.

But in private, he often addressed her with a formal title.

Shen Zhiyao said, "If you need something, just come in."

Sun Yingbin said, "I’d like to talk to you about my son. I actually wanted to talk this morning, but I never got the chance. Miss Shen, the other day you told me my son would face a bloody calamity, so I arranged for my parents to look after him and even hired dozens of bodyguards to watch him. I also told my parents to keep a close eye on him and not take him outside to play for a while, just to have him stay at home."

His heart began to pound. He asked cautiously, "Miss Shen, that should be foolproof, right?"

Shen Zhiyao replied, "This calamity is part of your son’s fate. The only way to resolve it was for you to watch over him personally, without ever leaving his side. But you didn’t follow my advice."

The words had barely left her lips when Sun Yingbin’s phone rang. It was his mother.

The call connected, and before Sun Yingbin could even react, a hysterical voice screamed from the other end. "Yingbin, it’s a disaster! I’m so sorry, I lost Chencheng! I’m so, so sorry!"

Hearing this, Sun Yingbin’s mind went blank, and a long, droning ring filled his ears.

"Didn’t I tell you to watch him closely and not let him go outside? How did he get lost?"

"It’s all your father’s fault! He was bored at home, so he started watching your reality show. When Chencheng saw that you’d gotten into trouble in the Island Country, he started throwing a fit, insisting that he had to go find his daddy. It took us ages to calm him down. We thought it was over, but he must have snuck out while we went to make dinner!"

"What are you waiting for? Call the police!"

"We did! But they’ve been searching all day and haven’t found anyone. Yingbin, we are so sorry! It’s all our fault we didn’t watch your son properly..."

His mother was still sobbing on the other end of the line. Sun Yingbin grew frantic listening to her and said, "I’m coming back right now. Get more people to search, quickly!"

After hanging up, Sun Yingbin frantically turned to Shen Zhiyao. "Miss Shen, my son is really missing. It’s all my fault. I didn’t listen to you. Can you please forgive me and do another reading? Where is my son right now? I’ll pay any price, as long as I can get him back! Please, do another reading for me!"

Shen Zhiyao said, "Your son didn’t get lost by accident. He was taken. The people who abducted him are from Southeast Asia. They have a complex background and could change their destination at any moment while transporting him. Because of that, I can’t give you a clear direction to follow right now."

All the strength seemed to drain from Sun Yingbin’s body. He had to lean against the wall just to stay upright. ’Southeast Asia... a complex background...’

He was truly regretting it now—regretting raising his child abroad!

Even more, he regretted not following Shen Zhiyao’s advice!

"Miss Shen, please, help me! My son is only seven years old! He doesn’t understand anything yet; he hasn’t seen the world! Now that he’s been taken by those people, I can’t bear to think about what might happen... I really... I can’t even imagine it!"

As he spoke, he fell to his knees before Shen Zhiyao.

Shen Zhiyao said, "It’s not that I won’t help you. The problem is, even if I do, there’s no guarantee you’ll follow my instructions."

Sun Yingbin nodded frantically. "I’ll do it! I promise! It absolutely won’t be like last time. Please, help me one more time!"

Shen Zhiyao said, "There are two things you need to do right now. First, you must publicly post your son’s information on the internet. Second, you need to set up a foundation and organize a group to search for him."

Sun Yingbin hesitated. "Setting up a foundation is no problem. I can put up the money and organize donations from friends. But as for revealing that I have a son... It’s not that I don’t want to, but I’m under contract. To go public about having a son, I’d have to discuss it with my agent first. Otherwise, my career will be ruined!"

"I’m not making excuses. I can promise you now. And I guarantee I will go public about having a son; I just need a little time. Can you please help me find him first? Don’t worry, I will absolutely keep my word. I can swear on it!"

Shen Zhiyao said, "I’m not trying to make things difficult for you. This is the only way to save your son. You have only two days. If you miss this window, you’ll have to find some other way."

He glanced at the time and said, "Alright! I’ll have an answer for you by the evening of the day after tomorrow!"

...

Meanwhile, You Lechun was in the kitchen, sharpening a knife.

The rasp of the blade against the whetstone echoed through the dark night as he sat in the living room, his face grim.

The living room light flickered incessantly, casting his long silhouette onto the floor.

Once the knife was sharp, he hid it in his clothes and took a taxi to the building where his brother-in-law lived.

"AH! Husband, I was wrong! I’ll never interfere with you and your mistress again! I’ll never bother you about her again! Please... Husband... I’m begging you, don’t hit me!"

"AAAAHH—Help me! Help! My husband is hitting me! AAAAAHH—"

"*Sob, sob*... Daddy, please don’t hit Mommy! Don’t hit Mommy... *sob, sob, sob*..."

"Sweetie, you have to go! Run, Sweetie!"

"AH—!"

Immediately after, a series of crashing and banging sounds erupted from inside the apartment.

He gripped the hilt of the knife and headed up to the second floor, a grim light in his eyes.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!

A knock sounded at the door. He lowered his voice and said, "Hello, delivery! The refrigerator you ordered is here!"

"Motherfucker! I’ll let you off for now. Just wait till I get this fridge inside, then we’ll see if I don’t beat you to death!"

"Damn slut!"

The man opened the door with a sneer. "Hurry up and get the fridge in here! You motherfuc—"

Before the man could finish, You Lechun’s knife plunged straight through his throat. "Hello, your on-demand killer is happy to be of service..."

You Lechun kicked his brother-in-law’s body into the room and bolted the door.

"Sister, I’m here..."

Seeing the state You Lechun was in, You Leyuan screamed in terror, "AAAAAAHHH—"

You Lechun clamped a hand over You Leyuan’s mouth. "Be quiet, okay? We can just bury my brother-in-law together..."

"AAAAAAHHH!" You Leyuan shoved You Lechun away and scrambled over to her husband’s side. "Husband! Husband! Husband... are you okay... Wake up... Don’t leave me and our child..."