Kidnapping a Daddy as a Gift for Mommy

88. No danger, just a scare.

Translator: Flying Lines

Jiang Xiyun did not know what happened at this moment. He was having tea downstairs after sending Liang Fengyue home.

With great difficulty, the manager found him and hurried up to him. "Mr. Jiang."

Hearing someone calling his name, Jiang Xiyun looked up and saw the manager sweating. He was surprised subconsciously. "Manager, you are looking for me?" He asked, raising his eyebrows.

The manager nodded and wiped off the sweat on his forehead. "It is Mr. Sheng. He is in the monitoring room right now. He wants you there."

The manager thought over what Sheng Yeting had ordered and repeated it to Jiang Xiyun.

Jiang Xiyun curled his lips into an ambiguous smile, Sheng Yeting was looking for him? So he didn't leave, he was still here at the hotel?

Jiang Xiyun answered lazily, put his hands in his pockets, and strode upstairs.

Sheng Yeting waited for a few minutes, his face was turning cold gradually. Just as his patience was about to run out, a knock came on the door. His face softened a little. “Come in.”

Jiang Xiyun looked at him with a smile in his eyes and asked slovenly. "Bro, you are looking for me?”

What was the matter worth sending the hotel manager to find him?

Ignoring his frivolity, Sheng Yeting said with a cold face, "There's something I need you to do."

Sheng Yeting’s attitude, he did not sound like he was asking for a favor. Jiang Xiyun curled his lip, if Sheng Yeting did beg him, he would be in awe and fear for his life.

"What is it?” Jiang Xiyun began to look serious.

Sheng Yeting’s sexy Adam's apple moved, he grabbed himself a glass of water. "Go to Sheng Chenfeng’s room, kick the door open and get the woman out."

‘Kick the door? Get a woman out? Sheng Yeting is asking me to do those? Is Sheng Yeting insane?’

Jiang Xiyun wanted to touch Sheng Yeting’s forehead to check his temperature, but drew his hand back unwillingly after seeing the cold glance from Sheng Yeting.

Seeing his face darkened, Jiang Xiyun was amused and consented to his request.

After leaving the room, Jiang Xiyun paused a little, like he just thought of something, and then he went back in. He looked at Sheng Yeting and asked: "Are you sure to do this to your brother?"

Without looking at him, Sheng Yeting said in a deep voice, "Go."

Jiang Xiyun went out to find the room he just saw. At first, he knocked on the door politely. There were little sounds of undressing inside the room.

He raised his eyebrows. "Hey."

It was silent. No one answered him.

Jiang Xiyun lost his patience, he knocked again, still not a sound inside.

No answers?

He frowned and wanted to kick the door open. But when he lifted his feet, he hesitated and motioned the manager to open the door.

As the door was opened, what was happening inside could be seen clearly.

Sheng Chenfeng was shirtless, and was taking his pants off with a smile. He saw Jiang Xiyun standing outside the door and froze.

Someone was under the quilt. Jiang Xiyun looked at it and saw a pale, delicate, pretty face, it was Xia Xingcheng.

There were tears on her face, and she was laying on the bed, struggling. Her body was soft and strengthless.

Her hair was messy, she kept mumbling: "Don't come near me… Don't…"

Sheng Chenfeng scoffed and raised his hand to hit her in the face.

"Sheng Chenfeng, you are gonna hit a woman?"

Xia Xingcheng did not feel the expected pain on her face, she opened her eyes in doubt and saw Jiang Xiyun holding Sheng Chenfeng’s hand tightly.

"Mind your own business! You think you're Sheng Yeting? Who the hell are you to screw with me?" Sheng Chenfeng swung his hand away and glared at Jiang Xiyun.

Either Sheng Yeting or Jiang Xiyun, Sheng Chenfeng hated them from the bottom of his heart.

Especially Sheng Yeting, Sheng Chenfeng felt sick just by looking at him. Sheng Yeting always had a lofty appearance, suppressing Sheng Chenfeng and his family. Sheng Chenfeng was looking for an opportunity to get back at Sheng Yeting.

Jiang Xiyun frowned. "In my hotel doing illegal things, how can I ignore it?"

If Sheng Yeting hadn't come to him, Jiang Xiyun wouldn't have wanted to get involved.

After saying that, Jiang Xiyun glanced quickly at the woman in bed.

Xia Xingcheng's clothes were torn by Sheng Chenfeng. Although she was vaguely conscious, she was still resisting.

Now wrapped in a quilt, her skin looked milky white contrasted with the white quilt and the yellow lamplight.

Seeing it was Xia Xingcheng, Jiang Xiyun was stunned for a moment. No wonder Sheng Yeting had such facial expression.

Sheng Chenfeng put on his clothes and cursed: "Fuck you."

Jiang Xiyun ruined the mood! If Jiang Xiyun came in later, maybe it would be a live show for Jiang Xiyun to see!

Sheng Chenfeng was cursing on his bad luck.

"Don't come close… Don't…"

As Jiang Xiyun was approaching the bed, there was still some sense left in Xia Xingcheng. She shivered and curled up after seeing Jiang Xiyun coming towards her.

Her eyes were red with tears.

With a sigh, Jiang Xiyun took off his suit and covered her up with it.

Her dress was still intact, and his suit made her look petite.

Jiang Xiyun lowered his voice, fearing of frightening her, and said softly. "Don’t be afraid."

She quivered a little. Jiang Xiyun moved closer to her tentatively.

Seeing her stiff body did not shirk, Jiang Xiyun was a little relieved.

Xia Xingcheng’s vision became blurry, her throat tightened. Looking at the strange man coming close, her intense body was relaxed somehow.

Jiang Xiyun continued soothing her: "Xia Xingcheng, don't be scared. I'm here to save you."

Xia Xingcheng's remaining sanity seemed to increase a bit, her eyes gradually focused on Jiang Xiyun's face, finally, she got better. But still, she was tense obviously.

As Jiang Xiyun was going to pick up Xia Xingcheng, Sheng Chenfeng was full of anger aside and not gonna let him do so. He immediately blocked their way: "Jiang Xiyun, don’t push it. I haven't held you accountable for barging in, for the sake of our acquaintance, now you dare to take her with you?"

Jiang Xiyun frowned and snorted acidly with contempt in his eyes. "I advise you to look after yourself. The police will be here soon."

"What, you dare to call the police?"

Sheng Chenfeng became furious immediately. His face was full of disbelief and deep fear. If the police got involved, what would happen to his reputation?

Jiang Xiyun did not confirm or deny, he turned round to check on Xia Xingcheng’s injuries, ignoring Sheng Chenfeng.

Sheng Chenfeng's face went from pale to red, and then, as if he suddenly thought of something, he asked angrily. "Is Sheng Yeting here in this hotel?"

Sheng Chenfeng was not a fool. Although the relationship between him and Jiang Xiyun was not very good, Jiang Xiyun wouldn’t call the police for the sake of the Sheng family. Only Sheng Yeting dared to screw him over like this.

"Do I need a reason to call the police?"

Jiang Xiyun sneered, acting like he had no idea what Sheng Chenfeng was talking about.