Yun Mojiu had just returned home when she received a call from an unknown number.
However, after answering, there was silence on the other end.
Just as she was about to hang up, an awkward voice suddenly came through.
“Uh… thanks for the other day.”
The words sounded as if they had been forced out with great effort.
“If it weren’t for that talisman of yours, I might’ve really died in that car accident. I, your young master, don’t like owing favors. Send me your bank account number, I’ll transfer the money right away.”
Recognizing the slightly familiar voice, Yun Mojiu already knew who it was.
“Sure.”
She didn’t hesitate.
She had known he would come back to her.
Not long after she sent her account details, Shen Fan transferred a million yuan.
Yun Mojiu pressed her lips together and immediately donated half of today’s earnings.
…
Meanwhile, Wu Minyi had just arrived home and was changing his shoes when he heard a fit of coughing.
Turning his head, he saw his mother, Feng Guiyu, slowly descending the stairs.
His heart skipped a beat.
“Mom, are you feeling unwell?”
Feng Guiyu smiled gently. “It’s probably just a cold. Don’t worry… some medicine will fix it.”
Wu Minyi frowned but quickly dismissed his suspicions.
No, it couldn’t be. What were the odds?
His mother must just have a cold!
Over the next two days, however, Feng Guiyu’s condition worsened. Her energy dwindled, her coughing intensified, and she even started coughing up blood!
Wu Minyi rushed her to the hospital at once.
But despite the doctors’ efforts, her condition only deteriorated further.
Panic seized Wu Minyi’s heart.
He remembered Yun Mojiu’s words.
Without another thought, he hurriedly drove home.
The moment he arrived, he began frantically searching every corner of the house.
But after scouring the entire place, he found no trace of the green-eyed black cat Yun Mojiu had mentioned.
Just as he started doubting himself, cursing his own foolishness for believing Yun Mojiu’s words, after all, she wasn’t some divine fortune-teller who could predict his mother’s misfortune or the appearance of an impossible cat, something suddenly flashed through his mind.
There was one place he hadn’t checked yet.
The basement.
Not long ago, his father had mentioned that the basement was infested with rats and needed to be locked after spreading poison to kill them.
Wu Minyi had always disliked furry animals, especially cats and rats, so he had overlooked the basement in his search.
A terrible premonition gripped him.
He rushed to the basement, but the door was locked, and he didn’t have the key.
Without hesitation, he grabbed a hammer from the garage and smashed the lock with all his strength.
Clang!
After several strikes, the lock finally gave way.
He pushed the door open, flicked on the light, and stepped inside anxiously.
The moment he saw the black-furred cat with glowing green eyes locked in a cage, his entire body froze in shock.
There really was a cat!
And it was a green-eyed black one!
Yun Mojiu… had been right!
His eyes widened in disbelief, his heart pounding violently.
With great difficulty, he took two steps forward, only to realize the cat was already dead.
As if it had been strangled to death.
The splattered blood dyed a photograph across from him a vivid red.
The person in the photo was actually his mother!
The picture was nailed to something that looked eerily like a pentagram.
His fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his palms.
Even if he were the slowest to understand, he knew everything here was likely connected to his mother’s illness.
And this basement had been locked by his father.
Which meant… it was highly possible his father was trying to harm his mother!
For a moment, his eyes darkened with an indescribable complexity.
They were filled with disbelief, confusion, fury, and worry.
Thinking of his mother still suffering in pain on her hospital bed, his eyes bloodshot, he pulled out his phone and called Xie Jingling.
Xie Jingling was in the middle of handling company affairs.
For some reason, he had been incredibly unlucky lately, projects kept running into problems left and right, leaving him with an endless pile of work.
His personal life wasn’t any better.
For instance, whenever he ate, he’d often find undercooked rice or bugs and strands of hair in his food.
When he took a car, he’d either hit every red light or the vehicle would break down.
Even when walking, while everyone else was fine, the moment he passed by, flower pots would fall from above or he’d get splashed with water.
It was as unlucky as it could get.
As a result, his mood had been at an all-time low recently.
Seeing the caller ID, he frowned.
Why was Wu Minyi calling him?
Wu Minyi had grown up with him.
But their personalities clashed, and they’d never gotten along.
He answered with a frown. “What is it?”
“What’s Yun Mojiu’s phone number?”
Wu Minyi didn’t have time for small talk and got straight to the point.
Xie Jingling’s brow twitched. “Why do you want her number?”
“I have my reasons.”
Hearing this, Xie Jingling narrowed his eyes slightly.
“What reasons?”
“Aren’t you already divorced? Why do you care so much? Just give me the number.” Wu Minyi sounded impatient.
Click!
To his surprise, Xie Jingling hung up the moment he finished speaking.
“Damn it! That bastard actually hung up on me!”
Wu Minyi cursed loudly, nearly dragging Xie Jingling’s ancestors into his tirade.
He took a deep breath.
No, the most urgent thing right now was finding Yun Mojiu to save his mother!
Suppressing his anger, he dialed again.
As soon as the call connected, before Xie Jingling could speak, he blurted, “Give me Yun Mojiu’s number, and I’ll hand over the East District project to you.”
At this, Xie Jingling’s gaze sharpened.
Wu Minyi was willing to trade a major project just for Yun Mojiu’s contact info?
This was a project he’d had his eye on for a long time, but due to a rookie mistake by one of his employees, the opportunity slipped away, letting Wu Minyi snatch it up.
If the other side was willing to give it up, it could alleviate the company’s recent struggles.
“Deal.”
He agreed immediately.
But he couldn’t help raising an eyebrow.
Why did Wu Minyi want Yun Mojiu’s number so badly that he’d pay such a high price?
Could it be… he liked her and wanted to pursue her?
Since when was Yun Mojiu this popular?
First, there was that mysterious young man who drove a globally limited-edition luxury car, personally escorting her.
Now Wu Minyi…
His ex-wife, the moment she left him, suddenly became this sought-after?
Unconsciously, a sour feeling crept into his heart.
It was someone he had discarded, yet after the divorce, they became incredibly popular.
It made him feel as though he had been blind, mistaking a pearl for a fish’s eye and throwing it away. The thought left him with an unbearable tightness in his chest.