novelaction Chapter 742 Delaying time
Chapter 742 Delaying time
"What do you want in exchange for letting Ming'er go? I'll give you as much money as you want." Meng Qingge calmed down a bit.
Kidnapping is essentially one of two possibilities: robbery or sexual assault. But since Meng Qingfan is a boy, the possibility of sexual assault is almost nonexistent.
Zhang Mingfang sneered: "Fine, since you're willing to pay, I'll grant your wish. Two hundred thousand taels of silver, not a tael less."
Two hundred thousand taels?
Meng Qingge gasped. Let alone cash, even if the Meng family sold all their assets, they might not be able to come up with the money.
Moreover, the Meng family is in a developmental stage, and all their money is used for investments, so where would they get so much cash?
“You’re asking for such an exorbitant price; you’re destined to get nothing.” Meng Qingge tried to bargain, after all, 200,000 taels was a bit outrageous.
"You'll get nothing? Not necessarily." Zhang Mingfang said sarcastically, bringing the dagger in his hand even closer to Meng Qingfan's throat.
Feeling the cold, sharp blade, Meng Qingfan turned pale with fright, but he didn't cry for help again, not wanting to influence Meng Qingge's judgment.
"I'll agree to any condition as long as you release Fan'er," Meng Qingge said anxiously.
Meng Qingfan was her only younger brother, the hope of the entire family. She wouldn't even blink if it meant risking her life.
"Meng Qingge, since you can't come up with the money, you can only offer your innocence as payment," Zhang Mingfang said with a sinister smile, revealing his true intentions.
The Zhang family is a well-known second-tier aristocratic family, with warehouses full of grain. It would be difficult for them not to become wealthy, so why would they care about the Meng family's meager sum?
Moreover, kidnapping is a serious crime, and Zhang Mingfang could very well be convicted as a result, which would be a losing proposition.
His reason for kidnapping Meng Qingfan was to obtain Meng Qingge.
This request seems reasonable at first glance, but it doesn't hold up to scrutiny.
Lin Ping and Meng Qingge looked at each other with surprise, as if to say, "Isn't this guy a bastard? What use is a woman to him?"
Meng Qingge could never imagine how vicious a supporting character could be; only Lin Ping could grasp a fraction of it. He frequently dealt with such people and had never been defeated.
"Meng Qingge, you don't have time to think." Zhang Mingfang's face was ferocious as he pressed the dagger against Meng Qingfan's throat, drawing out a trickle of blood.
"No!" Meng Qingge screamed hysterically. "I promise you!"
Even if you know the other party doesn't have it, it takes immense courage to loudly proclaim that you're willing to sacrifice your innocence.
"Hahaha, very good, Meng Qingge, today I will ruin your innocent image." Zhang Mingfang's face became increasingly ferocious, his lewd gaze fixed on her entire body, scrutinizing her.
It's quite unpleasant to be stared at like that by a transvestite.
Her biggest worry was that Zhang Mingfang would resort to extreme measures.
"What do I have to do for you to let Fan'er go?" Meng Qingge continued to ask, even appearing somewhat impatient.
“It’s simple. As long as you are humiliated in public by these four servants, I will release him.” Zhang Mingfang pointed to several burly men beside him, his expression extremely lewd.
"You...!" Meng Qingge was so angry she almost vomited blood. It was bad enough that she lost her virginity, but to be insulted by four men at the same time, especially in front of Lin Ping, was unacceptable.
"Elder sister, don't agree!" Meng Qingfan shouted, shaking his head. He would rather die than watch Meng Qingge do such a thing.
This is not as satisfying as exchanging one life for another.
A pair of cold, piercing eyes flashed from Lin Ping's eyes. He regretted not killing Zhang Mingfang back then, leaving behind this hidden danger.
A look can't kill, and Lin Ping could only feel anger; he couldn't think of a better way.
"You brat, you're asking for it!" Zhang Ming kicked Meng Qingfan in the shin.
In pain, Meng Qingfan knelt on the ground, wincing in agony, yet still begged Meng Qingge to leave.
Seeing Meng Qingfan suffering, Meng Qingge's heart broke down. "Fine, I promise you!"
Meng Qingfan was not only her only brother and blood relative, but also the heir of the Meng family, whose life was more precious than hers.
It's worth risking my life for yours. No matter how much humiliation I suffer, it's all worth it as long as I can save Meng Qingfan.
At worst, I'll prove my innocence with my death.
"Are you crazy?" Lin Ping shouted sternly.
Having once been the son-in-law of the city lord, he knew how terrifying these "brother-supporting demons" were, and he could guess that Meng Qingge would make this decision.
Even so, it still feels somewhat horrifying.
To save her younger brother, she was willing to be humiliated in public by four burly men, even before her marriage.
Did she consider Lin Ping's feelings? Did she consider Meng Qingfan's feelings?
Even if he survives, Meng Qingfan will carry this heavy burden for the rest of his life.
"Haha, Meng Qingge, don't worry, they will be very gentle." Zhang Mingfang laughed smugly, with a hint of malice.
If you can't have it, then destroy it yourself—that's Zhang Mingfang's principle.
"Men, tie this kid up first," Zhang Mingfang ordered.
He had already met his match twice with Lin Ping, and even the experts he had sent last time had failed, which was enough to prove that Lin Ping was skilled. Therefore, even with four experts lying in ambush, he still dared not confront Lin Ping head-on.
Zhang Mingfang not only wanted to kill Lin Ping, but also wanted to make him wish he were dead.
Witnessing this epic action sequence firsthand, and then being sliced to pieces, is the best punishment.
"Young Master Lin, you'd better leave quickly, they won't let you go." Meng Qingge saw through Zhang Mingfang's intentions and stood in front of Lin Ping, shouting loudly.
She didn't want to implicate Lin Ping because of this.
"What will you do if I leave?" Lin Ping replied.
"Even if you don't leave, what can you do? Just watch me get humiliated by them?" Meng Qingge said calmly.
His expression was one of utter despair, which broke Lin Ping's heart.
It's rather pathetic that a grown man can't even protect his own fiancée.
"Just consider it as dying with you." Lin Ping's lips curled up slightly; he didn't want to see Meng Qingge heartbroken.
Only after receiving his permission did the four burly men dare to approach, and they used hemp ropes as thick as an infant's arm to tie Lin Ping up like a dumpling.
"Kid, you should thank me, because you're about to have a feast for the eyes," Zhang Mingfang said with a wicked smile.
These words hurt more than a knife cutting into his face; Lin Ping's heart was in turmoil.
"Sorry, I've seen this woman's body many times, and I'm not particularly interested." Lin Ping smiled faintly, not as if he were joking.
"Meng Qingge, you really are a chaste slut. I was even attracted to you." Zhang Mingfang smiled coldly, his face neither sad nor happy.
He had already decided to ruin Meng Qingge, so he didn't care who she was.
"Young Master Lin, how can you speak such nonsense? Our relationship is completely innocent." Meng Qingge argued loudly, not understanding what Lin Ping meant.
The thought of the humiliation she was about to face made her feel like she was dying, and with Lin Ping's slanderous words, she wished she could die immediately.
"Hasn't it arrived yet?" Lin Ping looked at the empty distance, feeling a little anxious.
Clearly, he's stalling for time.