bookcurios Chapter 305 You Can't Find It
Chapter 305 You Can't Find It
Ming Yechen didn't know how long he had been in the basement. He only felt that time seemed to be infinitely stretched, and the days down there were dark and gloomy. There was no warmth of the sun, no softness of the moonlight, only endless darkness and dead silence.
Every minute and every second seemed like a long torture to him. The walls around him seemed to be constantly squeezing his living space, making him feel suffocated.
The silent atmosphere was like a heavy lead block, pressing him so hard that he couldn't breathe.
It feels like every second is like a day, or even longer, as if time has lost its original meaning and only endless torture and pain remains.
Ming Nanjin sent his younger brothers to watch Ming Yechen at the door and supervise him closely.
Those little brothers did not dare to relax for a moment, like vigilant hounds, always maintaining a high level of alertness.
Their eyes were sharp and focused, fearing that Ming Yechen would have any chance of escaping.
Even the slightest movement can make them nervous and alert.
They are fully aware of the heavy responsibility they shoulder and dare not be negligent or careless in the slightest.
When I saw the light again, I saw Ming Nanjin walking in with a group of younger brothers.
The sudden beam of light was like a sharp sword, piercing straight into Ming Yechen's eyes, causing him to squint unconsciously.
He subconsciously raised his hand to block the dazzling light. After adjusting for a while, he slowly put his hand down, blinked hard, and finally saw the person in front of him clearly.
"Ming Nanjin, you are destined to come and beg me."
Ming Yechen said coldly, his voice echoing in the empty basement with a barely perceptible tremor.
The trembling might be due to the weakness brought about by long-term imprisonment, or it might be the fear and anxiety hidden deep in his heart.
Ming Nanjin looked at Ming Yechen with no emotion in his eyes, as if the person in front of him was just a stranger, and there was no sign of brotherhood between the two of them.
That cold gaze was like a sharp sword, piercing straight at Ming Yechen, as if to see through his soul. Ming Nanjin's face was cold, his lines were tight, and there was no trace of warmth at all.
"You f*cking think you have gold on your face, and you still want people to beg you, who do you think you are?"
Jiang Shiyu's voice came from behind Ming Nanjin.
Jiang Shiyu's tone was filled with anger and disdain. He strode forward, each step filled with anger, as if the ground beneath his feet was about to be ignited by his anger.
His eyes widened and veins on his forehead bulged. He wished he could rush up and punch Ming Yechen immediately to crush his arrogance completely.
When Ming Yechen saw Jiang Shiwen and Jiang Shiyu appear, there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
His expectant eyes dimmed instantly, and the light was like a candle in the wind, extinguished in an instant. He thought Ming Nanjin came alone.
In his heart, he had secretly calculated that if Ming Nanjin came alone, he would be able to control Ming Nanjin with his past understanding and some means, thus buying himself a chance of survival.
But now, facing this group of people, he couldn't help but feel a trace of despair in his heart. That despair was like a cold tide, slowly drowning his hope.
"What? Why are you silent? Have you been poisoned and become mute? Weren't you quite talkative just now? Are you pretending to be mute now? It's too late. I have to beg you. Who do you think you are? Is there anything about you that is worth our help or do you think too highly of yourself?"
Jiang Shiyu's words were like needles piercing his heart, and every word brought a sharp pain.
He thought that everything would turn around, and he was still fantasizing that he could turn the situation around with the so-called chips in his hand.
But what Ming Yechen had not expected was that since he left the Ming family at the age of fourteen, the things he saw and the people he met were no longer in his original circle.
Not to mention Ming Nanjin, whose identity has completely changed. He is no longer the person who could be easily manipulated.
He also delusionally thought that he had some leverage over Ming Nanjin, and if Ming Nanjin wanted something, Ming Nanjin would come to him for help.
But he was just overthinking it. Ming Nanjin is completely different now.
His mind is more resolute and his methods are more ruthless. He will never be swayed by Ming Yechen's threats.
"You think we can't find out about your tricks and your so-called evidence? You are wrong. We have found them, and they are more detailed than what you said."
Jiang Shiyu's words made Ming Yechen react instantly. He stood up from the ground excitedly and grabbed the iron railing tightly with both hands, and the iron railing creaked under his grip.
He looked at Ming Nanjin in front of him with bloodshot eyes, as if he wanted to find a flaw in Ming Nanjin's face.
"What do you mean?"
Ming Yechen couldn't believe it at all, and his voice became hoarse due to extreme shock and anger.
His body trembled slightly, and veins popped out on his forehead. "Impossible, you can't find out, you are lying to me, you can't find out any information about the Bei Ming family!"
Ming Yechen is now completely crazy, his hair is messy and his eyes are full of despair and unwillingness.
He simply couldn't believe this. This was his trump card, the last bargaining chip in his hand. How could it be possible that Ming Nanjin could find out about it?
He once thought that with this secret, he could control the situation and make Ming Nanjin be wary of him.
"It's not difficult to find out about the Beiming family. Any family in the upper class can easily learn about the Beiming family. Beiming Mo is the current head of the Beiming family. The original head of the family should have been Beiming Nanling, Jin's mother."
Jiang Shiwen's words made Ming Yechen explode instantly. His chest heaved violently and his breathing was rapid and heavy.
He completely forgot that the Jiang family's status in Gezhou City was higher than that of the Ming family. The Jiang family's power, status, everything was higher than that of the Ming family.
In this upper-class circle, the Ming family is at most an upper-middle class family, which is completely incomparable to the status of the Jiang family.
The Jiang family has extensive connections and abundant resources, so it is not difficult for them to investigate some things.
However, Ming Yechen has been immersed in his own fantasy, thinking that Ming Nanjin would succumb to the so-called secret in his hand.
At this moment, Ming Yechen finally realized his own stupidity and arrogance.
His face was as pale as paper, his lips trembled, but he could no longer utter a complete sentence.
He slowly slid down the iron railing and sat on the ground with a lifeless look in his eyes, as if his soul had been taken away.
Ming Nanjin looked at Ming Yechen without a trace of pity in her eyes. She looked at Ming Yechen's self-righteous appearance as if she was looking at a clown.