My Unpopular Neighbor Girl Has Hidden Identities-Chapter 422: Four hundred twenty-one, threat

Yang Xin’er hadn’t expected that shortly after she left her house, she would be kidnapped. She did not know if the people who captured her and the people who threatened her were the same group. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Footsteps resonated outside the door, causing Yang Xin’er’s entire body to shudder. She clenched her fists, watching the door fearfully.

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a broad, scarred face entered. He looked at Yang Xin’er, "Don’t be afraid. As long as you do as I say, I won’t hurt you."

"What do you want me to do?" Yang Xin’er asked, her voice trembling. It was her first time in such a situation; how could she not be afraid?

"Call Song Yan Ning and tell her to come here," the middle-aged man said as he pulled out a cell phone from his pocket and threw it to Yang Xin’er. "Remember, no tricks, or don’t blame me for being ruthless."

Yang Xin’er hesitantly took the phone, intending to dial Song Yan Ning’s number, but she realized she didn’t have it. "I don’t know her number."

The middle-aged man sneered, "Don’t know her number? Who are you fooling? How could a mother not know her own daughter’s phone number?"

He walked up to her and slapped her hard across the face. "I told you no tricks, or I will make you disappear from this world."

Yang Xin’er shook her head in fear, "I truly didn’t play any tricks. Song Yan Ning has never lived with me since she was little. She never told me her phone number."

The man’s expression turned cold. He pulled out a dagger and held it against Yang Xin’er’s face. "If you don’t contact Song Yan Ning within three minutes, I’ll start by disfiguring your face."

"I’ll try to find a way... please, don’t be rash..." Yang Xin’er nodded frantically, her face full of terror, as she racked her brain for a solution.

After a while, she dialed Liu Shanyue’s number. Xiao Yue was close to Xiao Ning; she must know Xiao Ning’s phone number.

"Xiao Yue, do you know Xiao Ning’s phone number?" Once the call connected, Yang Xin’er quickly asked.

"Xin’er, where are you?" Liu Shanyue asked anxiously upon hearing Yang Xin’er. Being able to make a call meant she hadn’t been harmed yet.

"Don’t ask questions, just tell me the number," Yang Xin’er said urgently, wanting to know Song Yan Ning’s number before the man might decide to kill her.

Liu Shanyue looked at Song Yan Ning, who reached out to take the phone, saying, "It’s me."

"Xiao Ning? Are you at the Qin Family’s house?" Yang Xin’er knew Song Yan Ning had returned to Beijing; every time she went to find her at the family compound, the gates were closed.

"Yes, let the person with you listen," Song Yan Ning said. When the call had started, she saw the caller ID, which wasn’t Yang Xin’er’s number. She hadn’t asked for Yang Xin’er’s number before, but she had seen it when her grandfather dialed it.

Yang Xin’er quickly handed the phone to the middle-aged man, "It’s Song Yan Ning."

The man took the phone. "Song Yan Ning, listen. If you don’t want your mother dead, meet me by the northern city riverbank. If you call the police or bring anyone else, be prepared to retrieve your mother’s body instead."

With that, the middle-aged man hung up the call.

Song Yan Ning handed the phone back to Liu Shanyue.

Liu Shanyue took the phone. "Did they ask for money?" If it was just money, she wasn’t as worried; the one thing she didn’t lack was money.

"Mm," Song Yan Ning replied, not wanting to alarm Liu Shanyue by mentioning the Emperor Realm’s threats against her and Qin Yushen.