Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 220 Lost Younger Brother 5_1

Chapter 220: Chapter 220 Lost Younger Brother 5_1

Fang Yuemei finally snapped out of her panic and immediately shrieked, "No, don’t report to the authorities! Jiaojiao, you really are clueless. Your sister came to our house as a guest, how could you talk about reporting to the authorities!"

After hypocritically scolding Xia Jiaojiao, Fang Yuemei turned to Xia Ningxing with a fake smile and said, "Bao’er, are you misunderstanding something about your aunt? I did many wrong things in the past, but after being criticized on the Wanren Platform, I have realized my mistakes. So, the disappearance of your brother really has nothing to do with me..."

"You should consider acting," Xia Ningxing suddenly said with a cold laugh, cutting her off.

"What?"

Fang Yuemei was completely baffled, not understanding why Xia Ningxing would say that.

Xia Ningxing said sarcastically, "You’re such a good actor, it’s a great loss to the entertainment industry that you’re not in it!"

"Xia Ningxing, stop slandering people! Your brother’s disappearance is karma for your own wrongdoings! It’s what you deserve! What does my mother have to do with this!" Xia Jiaojiao also began to bawl, self-righteously as if Xia Ningxing was some villainous side character who had committed all sorts of evil deeds.

"You still dare to argue!" Xia Jiehao saw that they still dared to deny it and suddenly became furious, snatching Xia Jiaojiao from Lu Tingli’s hands, "Fang Yuemei, let me tell you, my patience has its limits, and if you don’t tell me Tuanzi’s whereabouts right now, I’ll kill your daughter today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his hands had already fiercely gripped Xia Jiaojiao’s throat.

She had stolen his son and wouldn’t admit it, so today he would kill her daughter, so she could also feel the utter despair of losing a beloved child.

"Let... let go... uh..." Xia Jiaojiao immediately choked, her eyes bulging as she desperately tried to pry his hands off, but to no avail.

"You dare!" A mother’s child is her life. Fang Yuemei scrambled to her feet, no longer pretending or acting, and screamed at Xia Jiehao, "Murdering someone will get you imprisoned!"

"I’m not afraid!" Xia Jiehao’s eyes were bloodshot, and he had lost all reason, ready to go all out.

"Dad, calm down, leave it to me to handle!"

Xia Ningxing, afraid that the irrational Xia Jiehao would go too far and actually kill someone, whispered this before quickly grabbing Xia Jiaojiao into her own hands.

She looked at Fang Yuemei with a cold threat, "My dad will go to prison for murder, but I won’t, Fang Yuemei, this is your last chance. Either tell me Tuanzi’s whereabouts and I’ll let Xia Jiaojiao go, or I’ll kill her today, and I still won’t have to go to jail. It’ll be as if your daughter died for nothing!"

As Xia Ningxing spoke, she tightened her grip on Xia Jiaojiao’s throat, cold as an emotionless killing machine.

Poor Xia Jiaojiao at this moment, pale as paper with all blood drained from her face, her eyes desperately rolling, like a fish thrown onto the shore, on the verge of death at any moment.

But would Xia Ningxing really kill her?

No, she wouldn’t.

Xia Ningxing had to admit she was only trying to scare Fang Yuemei, otherwise, she wouldn’t have snatched Xia Jiaojiao from Xia Jiehao’s hands earlier.

And the only thing that could scare Fang Yuemei was Xia Jiaojiao.

A child is just too important to a mother!

To grasp the child is to grasp a mother’s Achilles’ heel!

So now, Xia Ningxing was gambling on the importance of Xia Jiaojiao in Fang Yuemei’s heart.

If Fang Yuemei still refuses to reveal Tuanzi’s whereabouts in the end, then Xia Ningxing would truly be out of options.

However, Xia Ningxing obviously underestimated the importance of a child to a mother. When Fang Yuemei saw Xia Jiaojiao’s breath becoming as thin as a wisp of air, dangerously close to dying, and thought about how even if Xia Ningxing killed someone right then she wouldn’t go to prison, she immediately believed Xia Ningxing was serious.

"Don’t kill my Jiaojiao! Don’t kill my Jiaojiao! I’ll talk! I’ll tell everything!" Without any further hesitation or bargaining, Fang Yuemei collapsed in front of Xia Ningxing,

even kneeling down, clutching at her feet, begging, "Xia Ningxing, I’ll tell everything! Please let Jiaojiao go! She’s running out of breath! She’s going to die!"

Fang Yuemei screeched at the top of her lungs, her cries hoarse with tears and snot smeared across her face.

Now that she had nothing left, losing her precious daughter would render her life utterly meaningless.

The joy she felt when she successfully stole the child was equaled now by her despair.

If only she had known, she would have been more discreet!

Regret!

Such regret!