Surrounded by the Billionaire's Deep Doting-Chapter 605 - 468: Dad, Help Me

Yin Shixiu felt heavy-hearted, but he couldn’t afford to waste another second in this useless and desolate mood.

The danger that Su Xiaomeng and the children were in had far surpassed the scope he could rescue them from.

This powerlessness left the man, who always appeared extraordinarily strong to others, utterly defeated.

In such conditions, even if he couldn’t save his wife and children, no one would blame him for being incompetent or call him useless...

This was indeed an act of God and man-made disaster.

How unlucky must one be to be caught in a terrorist attack in a foreign country?

Yet, even though the reality felt so helpless, painful, angry, and bitter, he couldn’t despair, he couldn’t just wait.

They were his lifelong love, his lifelong longing...

This usually extremely strong man suppressed all the unease and panic, quelled the fear he had never experienced before, just hoping she and the children would suffer less, hang on until he came.

Yin Shixiu drove towards Windsor Palace.

On the way, he called Eric.

The phone rang for a long time before it got connected—

"Arthur..."

Isn’t it true that life’s unpredictability is just this?

Eric and Cherry’s wedding, his cousin and cousin-in-law went to support with good wishes.

But in the end?

Eric and Prince Harry were saved immediately under the protection of the Royal Guard.

Queen Sherry and the bride were taken hostage.

Clearly, it was the Windsor family’s matter, but it involved the entire echelon of the British Royal Family and his innocent wife and children.

Eric’s voice sounded very frustrated, very lost.

But this would not get any understanding from Yin Shixiu. He asked directly,

"What plan does your government have?"

Two hours had passed since the video was released, and in such a race against time, if the government did not have a preliminary conclusion by now, it was ridiculous!

Eric fell silent.

This silence made Yin Shixiu feel murderous!

"Eric, Su Xiaomeng, and Shuangshuang and Huanghuang encountered this because they were attending your wedding!"

"Arthur, I know, of course, I know what you’re saying, but the perpetrators have taken not only Xiaomeng and the children but nearly two hundred others as hostages! It’s not easy to rescue them!"

"That’s why I’m damn asking you! What’s your government’s plan?"

"I haven’t received any accurate news yet, but the government will definitely take action, they will not let these perpetrators have a good outcome!"

"I don’t care about those perpetrators! I want my wife and children to be safe! Eric, are you pretending to be stupid with me?"

Yin Shixiu’s voice suddenly turned low.

"To save Xiaomeng and them..."

At that moment, a female voice came on the phone... Yin Shixiu squinted his eyes.

This voice—

"Qin Hui?"

Yin Shixiu frowned slightly,

"You saved Qin Hui but not Gu Chujiao? Nor did you save Su Xiaomeng and them..."

Eric fell silent for a moment, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled,

"The situation was urgent, I only had one pair of hands."

"..."

Even at this moment, Yin Shixiu still tried to remain calm and not lose his rationality.

Whatever the situation was at the time, Yin Shixiu was not there to see it, naturally, he couldn’t understand, but the word "urgent," no matter what, was real!

He wouldn’t roar and blame Eric for not finding a way to save Xiaomeng and the children...

But Eric’s tone of "only having one pair of hands" vaguely made Yin Shixiu feel... although the situation was urgent, he hadn’t tried his best.

Perhaps at that time...

Rather than taking the risk to save Su Xiaomeng and the children, he chose to ensure Qin Hui’s safety.

Yin Shixiu knew that Eric couldn’t really help now.

"If your government does make any decision, even if it’s some hearsay, I’d appreciate it if you could let me know."

A single "appreciate," and the relationship between him and Eric was instantly pulled apart.

How could Eric not hear it?

"Arthur, I’m really sorry for bringing such misfortune to Xiaomeng, but I really can’t help it, I don’t know what decision the London Government will make, but the Royal Family will not hand over Harry."

"Got it."

Yin Shixiu’s voice fell low.

"Arthur, no matter what, the government will definitely take measures to rescue people as much as possible—"

"I want to know besides the organization responsible for this kidnapping incident, what other people are involved as kidnappers in this incident?"

"Arthur..."

"If you know, then tell me, if not, I’ll hang up."

"Wait a minute!"

Eric hurriedly called out, and then told Yin Shixiu everything he knew.

"Got it, thanks."

Yin Shixiu finished speaking and was about to hang up the phone when Eric called out again,

"Arthur!"

"..."

Yin Shixiu didn’t speak or hang up the phone, but his focus remained on driving, the car was speeding down the highway!

"I really couldn’t take care of Xiaomeng and them at that time, I—"

"I understand, hanging up first."

"..."

Eric wanted to say more, but he found the words stuck in his throat as if the phone on the other side had already hung up.

Yin Shixiu understood, but because this matter involved his wife and children, while understanding was one thing, finding it acceptable was another.

At Eric’s wedding, his wife and children were in trouble, whether Eric tried his best or not did not affect his anger towards him.

After hanging up the phone with Eric, Yin Shixiu immediately made another call, the call was answered quickly,

"Hello, is Elder Zeng home? I’m Yin Shixiu."

"Mr. Yin, Elder Zeng is at home, please hold, I’ll transfer you."

"Okay. Thank you."

Yin Shixiu responded, and after a brief wait, Elder Zeng’s steady and mature voice came over,

"Hello, Shixiu."

"Uncle Zeng, I wonder if you’ve seen the news?"

"I have."

"Uncle Zeng, your nephew—"

"No need for such politeness, I understand why you’re calling, your father was kind to me, now’s the time for me to repay the Yin family."

"Uncle Zeng..."

Yin Shixiu hadn’t expected that before he said anything, the elder had already seen through his intentions.

However, his intentions weren’t that hard to guess.

Elder Zeng’s son-in-law was a commander in the British army, someone who could speak with authority.

Yin Shixiu wasn’t sure whether this connection with Elder Zeng would mean his British son-in-law could help in this terrorist attack...

But having another connection meant having more security.

To Yin Shixiu at this moment, he couldn’t afford to miss any lifeline.

Elder Zeng was very knowledgeable about the situation of this incident and even analyzed for Yin Shixiu the possible actions the British Government might take.

These were aspects that Yin Shixiu, who did not have thorough and deep understanding of British politics, couldn’t completely figure out.

After hanging up with Elder Zeng, Yin Shixiu immediately called Yin Shaohui, the call was answered by Driver Huang, they seemed to be on the road.

"Fourth brother, where are you now?"

"I’m heading towards the embassy now."

"What is the situation in London now, how much information do you have?"

Yin Shixiu shared all the information he had just received with Yin Shaohui, to which Yin Shaohui responded, "Understood."

"Dad."

"Huh?"

"Help me..."

Yin Shixiu gripped the steering wheel tightly, he really felt powerless, the situation had far exceeded his imagination, and what he could do was indeed too little, no, no matter how much he did, it felt far from enough...

Since becoming an adult, he hadn’t asked for help from his parents, and so many years passed, he hadn’t expected to encounter something completely out of his control...

Being caught in a terrorist attack, personal identity, status, etc., all became insubstantial clouds.

You’re just a hostage in the eyes of the perpetrators, no, hostage might even be a kinder term.

After hearing his son’s words, Yin Shaohui was silent for a while, and then said,

"That’s not just your wife and children, but also my daughter-in-law and my grandchildren."

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After hanging up the phone, Yin Shixiu’s direction, however, was not towards the embassy, but—