The old man's words carried a sense of ruthlessness and resolve, each sentence like a hammer striking Lan Zihua's heart, causing a wave of inner turmoil and a kind of indescribable tension.

Lan Zihua secretly thought this was bad; this old thing was evidently a big shot, and it wouldn't be easy to deal with him.

What should she do to stall him? The only thing she could do now was to offer him flattering words and see what happens step by step.

Thinking of this, Lan Zihua smiled faintly.

Admittedly, she still looked quite attractive when she smiled, possessing an indescribable allure. This somewhat relaxed the tense expression on the old man's face.

Lan Zihua then spoke sincerely to the old man: "Old man, I understand your meaning. I will help convey it to Lin Beichen." She attempted to make the old man believe she would relay his intent.

"Why don't you let me go? Let me contact Lin Beichen directly; I will discuss all your issues with him. Maybe he'll come to terms with things." Lan Zihua continued to speak to the old man, hoping to persuade him to let her go.

However, the old man snorted coldly, glanced at Lan Zihua, and shook his head. His expression showed disagreement, indicating he wouldn't easily let Lan Zihua go.

The old man snorted coldly, then waved his hand, and the strong men outside responded, quickly restraining Lan Zihua's hands, intending to take the girl away immediately.

Lan Zihua struggled, resolutely saying, "I disagree, stop dreaming. The things you are saying are just wishful thinking. I've worked hard to become your prey; how could you easily let me go?"

The old man replied coldly, "You better stay here obediently; I'll arrange for someone to take care of your daily needs.

Additionally, I'll arrange someone to meet with Lin Beichen to see what he thinks now and explore his future plans."

He paused before continuing, "If Lin Beichen insists on opposing me, I won't rule out eliminating him to show him the consequences of offending me."

Lan Zihua furrowed her brows tightly, feeling the situation was very tricky; she hadn't expected this old man to be so aggressive and domineering, intending to forcibly take her away.

She thought secretly, "This old thing appears lecherous on the surface; I thought he was easy to deal with. It turns out people can't be judged by their appearances, and the ocean can't be measured. He's a tough character, not as easy to handle as I imagined."

Lan Zihua sighed helplessly; at this point, she was like fish on a cutting board, at the mercy of others, seemingly without any other options.

Then, Lan Zihua was taken into a single cell. The room's facilities were decent, even equipped with some entertainment devices. She opened the TV reluctantly, watching it casually.

Just then, a knocking sound came from outside, followed by a young boy's voice: "Hello, miss. Please open the door; I'm here to deliver lunch to you." 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Hearing the boy's voice, Lan Zihua was compelled to go and open the door. The boy entered, carrying a lunch box, and placed it on the nearby table.

Lan Zihua glanced casually at the boy, guessing he was around fifteen or sixteen, just beginning to mature, sporting a crew cut, quite handsome, exuding an indescribable vigor.

Lan Zihua waved her hand impatiently, saying, "Leave; I don't need your help with anything else. Leave now; I have other things to watch."

Normally, after hearing such words from Lan Zihua, the boy should have left, as staying seemed pointless.

However, unexpectedly, the boy suddenly plopped down, nervously and excitedly looking at Lan Zihua.

Lan Zihua's expression changed drastically; she immediately picked up a nearby small dagger. Could it be that this boy, so young, was audacious enough to try and harm her?

She cursed inwardly, "Damn it, when someone is down and out, any type of person dares to bully me. Who does he think he is, trying to lay a hand on me?"

Lan Zihua picked up the dagger, staring at the boy's chest, vowing that if he dared to show disrespect, she would stab him directly with the dagger.

Lan Zihua, being a formidable woman, didn't find such situations daunting; she had long been prepared, only not expecting the perpetrator to be a child.

Yet what happened next was a twist of fate. The boy looked at Lan Zihua and suddenly kneeled down, continually kowtowing.

He said, "You must be Miss Lan Zihua, right? I pay my respects. I'm really sorry for taking so long to come over and not being able to help previously."

With the boy saying such words, everything unfolded too quickly, leaving Lan Zihua feeling like she was in a racing car, pulling off a 360-degree drift, completely bewildered.

She felt dizziness and, holding the dagger tightly, pointed it at the boy, asking warily, "What do you mean? What do you want? I don't know you, why are you saying this to me?"

Lan Zihua's tone was firm, not believing the boy was entirely benevolent. She was in the enemy's den, and they could do anything to her; they completely have the capability if they wish to harm her.

The boy looked at Lan Zihua and quickly shook his head, urgently explaining, "Miss Lan Zihua, I know you have some misunderstandings about me, fearing I'm here to hurt you. Let me tell you the truth."

The boy glanced outside, ensuring nobody was there, feeling safe at the moment.

Therefore, the boy respectfully said to Lan Zihua, "Let me put it this way; I was an apprentice taken in by Mr. Lin Beichen back then. My family was struggling; my father fell seriously ill, with nobody to treat him. My mother sought help from a doctor, who, lecherously, made advances towards her, saying indecent things."

"I was extremely angry at the time, wanting to deal with the doctor, but I was only seven or eight years old, what could I do? It was a matter of life or death. Luckily, Mr. Lin Beichen passed by and learned about my situation. He was indeed a hero, daring and righteous."

"He immediately took action against the doctor and offered money for my father's treatment. Our family turned from danger to security, and life turned good afterward."

The boy continued his story, kowtowing heavily several times to Lan Zihua.

He proceeded, "I wasn't good at studying and didn't continue, working various jobs outside. I was recruited by them to do odd jobs here. Yesterday, I overheard their conversation and learned you were Mr. Lin Beichen's girlfriend. These people are incredibly brazen, having kidnapped you."

"I wanted to meet you long ago, but I never had the opportunity or suitable conditions. Today, it's my turn to deliver meals, so I rushed to inform you of the events, hoping you'd keep this in mind."

The boy bowed to Lan Zihua, saying excitedly, "You must believe me, I'm genuinely here to rescue you."

This young boy is Zhang Yuefei; he looked at Lan Zihua, furrowing his brows, continuing passionately, "Sister, I must find a way to get you out. You are Mr. Lin Beichen's friend; I'll stop at nothing, even if it costs me, to accomplish this."

Lan Zihua was somewhat shocked, feeling a bit excited. She hadn't expected her luck to be so good, encountering someone here who had previously benefited from Lin Beichen.

Moreover, he was willing to help her. This person truly valued loyalty. In this environment, Lan Zihua was well aware that if others found out about this, the boy would face severe punishment.