I Got Rich in Period Fiction-Chapter 131: Live Well and Return Home with Me

Wu Tai’s face turned ashen as he yanked out the needle from the back of his hand, causing blood to drip steadily from the pinhole.

He couldn’t care about anything else and in a piteous voice he shouted, "Mosheng, take Daddy to see your little uncle right now!"

In this world, only little uncle could handle Wu Xiujie!

...

After changing cars twice, they took a plane from the city to M country’s most bustling metropolis.

It was their home, and the headquarters of the Wulong Group.

Wu Mosheng hired more than a dozen bodyguards from the finest security company.

They successfully escorted Wu Tai and his family to the airport.

Wu Tai, sitting in a wheelchair, had Wu Mosheng push him to a secret office, then spent an hour making a call to Xichuan.

Secretary Chang had been waiting for Wu Tai’s call because their big boss had disappeared and no one could reach him, and he wasn’t qualified to make contact with Wu Xiucai.

All he could do was anxiously wait.

Finally, the call from Wu Tai came, and he breathed a long sigh of relief. Wu Tai didn’t tell him what he had encountered; he only urgently asked Secretary Chang, "What have you found out?"

"President, I’ve investigated it already. Qiao Qingyu’s mother is named Han Xianglan. She was a child bride to the He family in Hejia Village, bought by Granny He for a silver coin when she was four years old, and at sixteen sold to Qiao Zhicai of Qiao Family Team..."

"Secretary Chang, did you go to Hejia Village to investigate? Who initially sold Han Xianglan?"

"President, I haven’t dared to investigate yet. I stumbled upon this news by chance, and now with spies appearing, if we go to Hejia Village to question Granny He we’ll be suspected..."

"However, I have Han Xianglan’s birth date here, and the dates don’t match. The situation is tense at the moment, and we also dare not go look for Han Xianglan, so we’ve been waiting for your call..."

Wu Tai paused for a moment, then slowly said, "You did the right thing by not investigating rashly without solid evidence. After all, Qiao Qingyu’s husband is in charge of a scientific research base, and his identity is very sensitive. Now focus all your efforts on building the new factory, I’ll come to Xichuan once I’ve recovered from my illness."

"President, you’re sick; how are you?"

"I’m fine," Wu Tai said, "Don’t mention this matter to anyone. Just wait for my call." ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

"Yes, President."

Afterwards, Wu Tai hung up the call.

Though long-distance phone calls were challenging, the sensitive nature of their conversation was reliable upon scrutiny.

Everyone knew he was looking for his cousin Wu Qianyun.

It was normal for dates of birth not to match. Thrown into a crowd of refugees, a frightened four-year-old child couldn’t remember much.

Regarding other matters, once he and his little uncle returned to Xichuan, all would be revealed, as M country now had advanced DNA testing technology.

Wulong Group even had its own research institute in this field.

Wu Tai took a deep breath, habitually thinking his wheelchair was an ordinary chair. In the moment he tried to stand up, he was supported by his son, realizing then, both bitterly and despairingly, that he had lost a leg, that he was disabled, with the rest of his life relegated to sitting in a wheelchair or using crutches, never again to stride freely, play golf, or go running and mountain climbing.

His face twisted with hatred.

Then a trace of panic slowly rose from deep within. For many years, he and his little uncle had thought Wu Xiujie was nothing but a playboy; since he was the person their grandfather had instructed them to take good care of on his deathbed, they didn’t mind keeping him well.

Little did they expect that he also had such powerful influence, with many people under his command. On their way here, they had encountered three assassination attempts.

Now he was in the same city as this man, although the Wu family’s manor was hundreds of kilometers away in a rural town.

Wu Tai clenched his hands tightly, with large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

He had to admit, at this moment, he didn’t have the courage to confront directly.

So he must see his little uncle!

At 1:00 a.m., Wu Tai met Wu Xiucai, who was lying in a hospital bed.

Wu Xiucai sat propped up against the headboard, unaware of the great lengths his nephew had taken to see him and shocked to see that his nephew had lost a leg.

Having watched him grow up all his life, even with his own children, in his eyes he was still a child. With a trembling voice, he asked, "Tai, what happened to you? What happened to your leg?"

At the sight of Wu Xiucai, tears long suppressed burst forth, and Wu Tai wheeled himself to the bedside. Only the two of them were in the room while the door and outside the hospital were heavily guarded.

Wu Tai’s face was tear-stained as he pointed to his right leg, "Little uncle, I should be kneeling to apologize to you, but now I’ve lost my leg, and I can’t kneel!"

"What are you apologizing for? What exactly happened to your leg? Was there a car accident?"

"Little uncle, first let me tell you some good news: I’ve found the whereabouts of our cousin."

Wu Xiucai suddenly froze, his eyes widening in disbelief as he looked at Wu Tai, his hands trembling, "What, Tai, tell me again!"

"Little uncle, from now on, you must keep calm. Only if you live a good, long life can you join me in going to a place in North City called Qiao Family Team in Huaxia."

"North City, Qiao Family Team?" Wu Xiucai murmured to himself.

"Yes, by chance I met a girl who looks almost exactly like my little aunt. Her name is Qiao Qingyu, her mother might be the person we’re looking for. She is now called Han Xianglan, a child bride bought from refugees by a family in Hejia Village.

Little uncle, you must keep your emotions stable, neither too sad nor too happy, because your body is too frail now and cannot handle any shock. I’ve come to you with my injured body because we have a common enemy. Only by staying strong can we defeat him and live to meet my cousin..."

Having been through many challenges in his life, Wu Xiucai’s experiences were legendary, so he quickly calmed himself.

He looked at Wu Tai and in a hoarse voice asked, "Tai, how did you lose your leg?"

"Little uncle, let me tell you how our cousin disappeared, how my little aunt died, and about my leg..."

***

Qiao Qingyu, as one of the parties involved, naturally couldn’t know about all that happened across the ocean.

It was the second day of their departure; they had left the boundaries of North City. Although the old truck was well-maintained, it still encountered a minor problem.