What Bad Intentions Could the Heroine Have? [GL] - Chapter 17

Chapter 17

Mu Xingyu’s hand quietly slipped into her bag, dialing emergency services. Actually, she had pepper spray in her bag too, but there was more than one person on the other side; even if she took it out, she wouldn’t have much of a chance.

The person who had just announced the kidnapping saw Mu Xingyu’s hand in her bag, and his tone changed out of nervousness.

“W-what is your hand d-doing in there?”

Mu Xingyu tried her best to keep her expression natural. She turned around and asked with a face full of confusion, “Is something wrong? My hands are just a bit cold.”

After turning around, Mu Xingyu finally saw the newcomers clearly. Standing before her were two men and one woman. The closest was a young male slightly shorter than her. He actually had a harmless-looking face, but unfortunately, he opened his mouth with talk of kidnapping.

The man standing slightly further away looked tall and sturdy, while the woman beside him was cowering with shifting eyes, looking very guilty.

“H-hand over your bag.” The young man moved in front of Mu Xingyu, forcing her to look at him.

Only then did Mu Xingyu shift her gaze back. In her mind, she was analyzing what she should do. She was about to be kidnapped, so why wasn’t she feeling afraid?

No, no, in a situation like this, I should be scared no matter what, right?

Mu Xingyu took a step back, trying to negotiate with them. “There’s actually nothing valuable in my bag. Besides, didn’t you just say it? You’re here to kidnap me. Since it’s a kidnapping, why do you need to steal my bag?”

The young man thought about it and felt there was some logic to that. He frowned and said, “Th-that’s actually n-not wrong.”

Setting aside the stuttering, why did he have an accent? Mu Xingyu couldn’t help but complain internally.

“Also, I want to ask, why are you kidnapping me? As a kidnapped person, wanting to know the reason for being kidnapped shouldn’t be too much to ask, right?”

The young man was about to speak when the sturdy man behind him suddenly interrupted, “Long-ge, don’t waste your breath on her! Just tie her up already! I don’t believe Feng Chichun won’t give us the money!”

Now Mu Xingyu didn’t need ‘Long-ge’ to explain; she knew why she was being kidnapped.

As the girlfriend of the number one female CEO in Huaxia, it was indeed possible for her to be targeted. However, she still wanted to ask the author: Why are you so obsessed with these melodramatic tropes?!

Tripping and inevitably kissing or contract relationships were fine, but kidnapping didn’t seem like the kind of plot that should appear in a sweet story!

Although Mu Xingyu was complaining wildly inside, her face showed none of it. She even asked, “So you came for me because I’m Feng Chichun’s girlfriend?”

Chen Zhilong held the sturdy man back. He said to Mu Xingyu, “Th-that’s right. We j-just want money. So, M-Miss Mu, please come with us f-for a bit.”

Mu Xingyu couldn’t win against three people alone, so she had to agree.

The three surrounded Mu Xingyu and walked toward the end of the alley. Mu Xingyu felt she couldn’t just wait for death; she began to fish for information.

The quiet woman had almost no presence. The sturdy man kept glaring at her as if to say, you’d better behave.

The only breakthrough point was the young man called Long-ge. Most importantly, this ‘Long-ge’ didn’t seem particularly bright.

“Is this your first kidnapping?”

Chen Zhilong snorted. “N-not w-wrong.”

Mu Xingyu continued, “Then do you know that after a kidnapping, you’re supposed to call the family? That’s the only way to get the money. Otherwise, how will my girlfriend know I’ve been kidnapped so she can send the money over?”

Reminded by Mu Xingyu, Chen Zhilong had a realization. “Y-you’re right.”

“You can call her right now. By the way, do you have Chichun’s number?”

Not just Chen Zhilong, but the sturdy man and the quiet woman also fell into a mysterious silence.

Needless to say, Mu Xingyu guessed it: they didn’t have Feng Chichun’s number at all.

An awkward atmosphere spread until Mu Xingyu broke it first. She said, “It’s okay, I have her number.”

“We’re here,” said the woman who seemed quite introverted.

Mu Xingyu looked around and found they had walked to an old-looking street. The shops on this street appeared very depressed, as if they had no business.

Chen Zhilong led them into a hair salon. It was empty and filled with the smell of cheap hair dye.

“N-now you can make the call,” Chen Zhilong said.

Mu Xingyu took out her phone and was about to call Feng Chichun when the sturdy man spoke again.

“Wait, Long-ge, we can’t let her make the call. What if she calls the police directly?”

Chen Zhilong slapped his thigh. “Th-that’s right! H-hand over the phone!”

Mu Xingyu handed the phone over. Chen Zhilong dialed the number for her—it was a video call.

In a moment, Feng Chichun picked up. The background was an office. As a workaholic, it wasn’t strange for Feng Chichun to still be at the company at this hour.

“The first time I’ve received a video call from you. Hm? Are you in a hair salon?”

Mu Xingyu saw the sturdy man and the woman whispering. Then, the sturdy man leaned into Chen Zhilong’s ear and said something.

Chen Zhilong nodded and mouthed to Mu Xingyu: Start crying, the s-sadder the b-better.

This was too difficult for Mu Xingyu. She wasn’t an actress; how could she just cry on command?

Mu Xingyu pinched her thigh hard, forcing out two physiological tears. “Chichun, I’ve been kidnapped.”

The expression on Feng Chichun’s face on the screen changed immediately. She asked, “Where are you now? How are you? Are you hurt? What are the kidnappers’ demands? Can I speak with them?”

Mu Xingyu wiped her tears and replied, “I’m in a hair salon over on West Street…”

“D-don’t say it!” Chen Zhilong realized too late that he shouldn’t have let the address slip.

At this point, Feng Chichun spoke again, “No matter who you are, I hope you don’t harm Xingyu. Money is not a problem; I only want her back safe.”

Chen Zhilong asked, “H-how much are you w-willing to pay?”

Feng Chichun interlaced her fingers, her gaze sharp enough to pierce through the screen. “How about ten million?”

“T-ten million?!” Chen Zhilong and the other two widened their eyes, unsure if they had heard correctly.

The figure of ten million was too massive and distant for them, but it also made their hearts race. If they truly had ten million, could this hair salon refuse the acquisition by the Murong Group?

“So, I hope that when you receive the money, you can return my girlfriend to me unharmed.”

“N-no problem!” Chen Zhilong’s face turned red with excitement.

After hanging up the video call, Chen Zhilong whispered with the other two for a while, leaving Mu Xingyu aside.

Mu Xingyu pricked up her ears to listen, but unfortunately, Chen Zhilong and the others were speaking in a dialect, and with Chen Zhilong’s stuttering, she couldn’t understand half a sentence.

However, Mu Xingyu felt that these people had absolutely no talent for being kidnappers. They hadn’t even tied her up yet, and her phone was just sitting on the table with no one watching it.

Mu Xingyu quietly took her phone back. Seeing them still talking, she shared her current location with Feng Chichun.

After sending the location, Mu Xingyu saw they still hadn’t finished. Feeling bored, she instinctively opened the A-Jiang app.

How Could the Female Lead Have Any Bad Intentions GL had been updated to Chapter 16. She looked at the latest chapter and found it actually did write about a kidnapping plot. Unfortunately, the author only posted what had already happened, so she couldn’t predict the future through the novel.

Finally, Chen Zhilong and the others finished their chat. The sturdy man saw Mu Xingyu holding her phone and immediately barked.

“Put the phone down! Are you trying to call the police?”

Mu Xingyu turned the phone screen around, showing the A-Jiang interface. She said, “I just felt bored and wanted to read a novel.”

Chen Zhilong stood on his tiptoes and patted the sturdy man’s shoulder. “G-Gangzi, we need to t-treat the hostage better.”

Li Gang’s expression softened slightly, but he still gave a heavy snort. “I don’t feel at ease.”

Mu Xingyu was still quite wary of Li Gang because he didn’t seem as easy to fool as Chen Zhilong.

“Then I won’t read the novel. Isn’t this a hair salon? I happen to haven’t washed my hair in two days. Can I get a hair wash here?”

Chen Zhilong’s eyes lit up, and he immediately pushed Li Gang’s arm. “Gangzi, b-business is h-here, hurry up and w-wash the guest’s h-head.”

Li Gang hadn’t washed a customer’s hair in a long time. He felt some anticipation, but he felt he shouldn’t be washing a hostage’s hair. He stiffened his neck, looking awkward to death.

“She’s not a guest!”

The woman whispered from the side, “But her girlfriend is going to give us ten million.”

Li Gang struggled for a moment, then said, “Fine! I’ll wash it!”

Mu Xingyu blinked. She had just said it casually; she didn’t expect to actually get a wash.

Mu Xingyu was led to the back room and lay on the shampoo bed. Despite Li Gang looking rough and careless, the hair wash was actually quite comfortable.

Mu Xingyu praised him, “Your skill is really good, much more comfortable than the 500-yuan wash I had before.”

Being praised made Li Gang embarrassed. “It’s actually not that great.”

Mu Xingyu had a sudden inspiration and immediately said, “How can you say that? I think it’s exceptionally good! If your shop wasn’t in the wrong location, business would definitely be booming.”

“Really?” Li Gang had completely lost his initial hardness and defensiveness.

“Really!”

In a short while, the hair wash was finished, and Li Gang used a hairdryer to dry Mu Xingyu’s hair. It was clear that Li Gang loved this job; his expression while washing and drying hair was very serious.

Then the woman poured a cup of tea for Mu Xingyu, and Mu Xingyu said thank you.

“Eh? Why is this tea so delicious? I’m someone who likes coffee, but I’m almost about to defect to the Green Tea party.”

The woman smiled shyly. “This is tea my grandfather grew himself. Actually, he just grows it for fun; there’s only a few ounces a year.”

Mu Xingyu took a sip of tea and said with a sincere expression, “Boutique goods focus on quality. High yield isn’t necessarily a good thing because you can’t control the quality. Mm, this tea is so fragrant, can I have another cup?”

Before the woman could speak, Chen Zhilong urged her, “C-come on, hurry up and p-pour another cup of t-tea for the guest!”

On the other side, after hanging up the phone, Feng Chichun immediately contacted the local police station and called the higher-ups.

After finishing this, Feng Chichun stood up and put on her coat. She strode out and instructed Secretary Fang, “Prepare the car for me, I’m going to the police station.”

Fang Yuandong nodded. “Yes, I’ll notify the driver immediately.”

Feng Chichun felt her phone vibrate. Swiping the screen open, she saw the location shared by Mu Xingyu.

“It seems things will be much easier now.” Feng Chichun narrowed her eyes.

Half an hour later, the small Long-ge Hair Salon was surrounded by a group of SWAT officers, with snipers stationed on the building opposite.

A policeman disguised as a delivery man knocked on the main door. “Open up, delivery.”

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