Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 160 Each with Their Own Ulterior Motives_1

Before his arrival, Cao Bangxi’s mother, Yuan Xiangmei, had instructed him that if Wan Xingping took him straight to the warehouse to look, he should act without hesitation.

"Who would leave things worth hundreds of millions in the middle of nowhere, unattended? So, if that were the case, it was definitely a scam."

By the way, Yuan Xiangmei was also there, sitting in a car about a few hundred meters away, with seven or eight men by her side, waiting for Cao Bangxi’s signal.

Through the binoculars, Wan Xingping’s men quietly approached the warehouse. Several of them walked directly over, greeted the smoking pair, and, after getting close, suddenly made their move to take them down.

The rest of the men quickly followed, rushing into the warehouse.

"How do they recognize each other?" Cao Bangxi asked.

"They are all Bai Xuechao’s men, of course, they know each other," Wan Xingping said impatiently.

Only then did Cao Bangxi remember what had been said: Bai Xuechao had followed Xiao Ming, and many under him were discontent with their new leader.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, he feigned contemplation for a moment and asked, "Could there be a leak?"

Wan Xingping sneered, "Mr. Cao, rest assured, if there were a mole among these men, I’d have been arrested by the police by now, and wouldn’t be able to do business with you."

Cao Bangxi thought it made sense and said no more.

After a while, a man came out of the warehouse, drawing two circles in their direction with a flashlight.

"It’s done."

Wan Xingping turned and got into his car. Cao Bangxi hurriedly jumped into his own vehicle.

This old dock had been abandoned for a long time, with metre-high weeds growing wild on either side of the road. When the wind blew, the rustling sounded as though people were hiding within them.

When they arrived at the warehouse door, Wan Xingping got out of the car first, not even glancing at the two men lying at the entrance.

Cao Bangxi followed with his men, entering the warehouse to find it dim inside, lit only by a lamp on a table that illuminated less than two-thirds of the space, with the deeper areas shadowy and indistinct.

On the table were peanuts and pig’s head meat, typical accompaniments for drinking, and several empty bottles lay scattered about. The floor was littered with cigarette butts, and makeshift cots were set up in a corner, indicating that people had indeed been living there.

The more Cao Bangxi saw, the more it matched his mother’s instructions, and he grew increasingly excited.

Artifacts worth hundreds of millions! Selling them off would be enough to live on for a lifetime abroad.

Ever since the confirmation that he was not his father’s biological son, Cao Bangxi felt as if the sky had fallen. freēwēbnovel.com

At this very moment, he finally saw hope.

Wan Xingping led the way into the darker part of the warehouse, where his men turned on their flashlights and lifted a watertight tarp to reveal five large wooden crates underneath.

"Mr. Cao, the items are all here. Please check them," Wan Xingping invited.

Cao Bangxi hurried over to see the crates uncovered, filled with plastic foam debris, and artifacts still caked with mud buried within, barely revealing their edges.

Cao Bangxi picked up a bronze wine vessel and rubbed off a bit of dirt with his finger, unveiling a dingy green patina beneath.

He wasn’t versed in antiquities appraisal, but it felt solid and seemed much older than the fakes he had seen in the antique market. It had to be genuine.

"Mr. Cao," Wan Xingping’s voice rang out again, "we don’t have all day to waste here.

My men have fulfilled their promise. Isn’t it time for you to pay up?"

While speaking, a man placed a laptop on the crate in front of Cao Bangxi.

Looking at the mobile network card plugged into the side of the computer, Cao Bangxi scoffed, "Can this thing even handle the internet speed? Don’t blame me if the webpage opens too slowly."

"The faster Mr. Cao acts, the more time is saved."

As Wan Xingping’s tone grew increasingly grim, Cao Bangxi dared not say anything more and logged onto his bank’s official website, entering the figure of thirty million on the transfer page.

"Your turn," he said to Wan Xingping after counting the zeros several times to make sure the amount was correct, "Come here and enter your account number."

Wan Xingping stepped forward and quickly typed something, followed by Cao Bangxi clicking confirm. After logging out, Wan closed the laptop.

"Pleasure doing business with you!" Wan Xingping finally let out a slight smile, extending his hand to Cao Bangxi, "Mr. Cao, I think we won’t be seeing each other again."

Cao Bangxi ignored his hand and pulled out his phone instead, saying, "Mr. Wan, you’re leaving just like that? Don’t you want to see Xiao Ming with his efforts wasted, utterly disappointed?"

Wan Xingping was stunned, "You’re going to call Xiao Ming?"

"Of course. What’s the point if he doesn’t see for himself how I snatch away the treasure he worked so hard to steal?"

"Idiot!" Wan Xingping suddenly cursed.

Cao Bangxi’s face darkened, "Do you have a death wish?"

"I think you’re the one with the death wish," Wan Xingping scoffed, "Just like that, you call Xiao Ming and what do you think, will he come alone quietly or bring a dozen people over to kill you?"

Cao Bangxi’s expression froze. He had been so caught up in anticipating Xiao Ming’s failure that he had indeed forgotten about this.

"Then... what should we do? Just take it away without a word? I might as well call the police directly.

Maybe I can overturn his acquisition agreement and take back the stock rights of Dabang.

That said, Xiao Ming slept with your wife, are you content to let him go on living carefree like that?"

Pain and hatred intertwined on Wan Xingping’s face. After much thought, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fine! I don’t plan on coming back anyway, tonight is as good a time as any to settle the score with him."

With that, he reopened the laptop and brought up a photo of Xiao Ming and Hu Xiaotong snuggled up together.

"Mr. Cao, take a picture, send it to Xiao Ming via MMS, then call him and say Hu Xiaotong is in your hands, and he needs to come alone, or else..."

Cao Bangxi instinctively frowned.

That was kidnapping, a serious crime.

But then he thought, trafficking cultural relics was also a serious crime, so it didn’t really matter to him.

"Would he really risk his safety for a worthless woman?"

A hint of anger flashed in Wan Xingping’s eyes as he nodded vigorously, "Xiao Ming may be a bastard, but he is genuinely good to women.

He will definitely come, he might even kneel in front of you, begging you to spare my wife."

Imagining such a scene, Cao Bangxi shook with excitement. He hastily took the picture, sent it to Xiao Ming, and then called Xiao Ming’s number.

While Cao Bangxi was smugly threatening Xiao Ming, Wan Xingping secretly opened a program on the computer.

The next moment, the bank’s official website that Cao Bangxi had previously closed automatically restored itself to the logged-in state.

Clearly, Wan Xingping had opened a Trojan horse software that had already recorded Cao Bangxi’s account credentials.

With a cold smile on his lips, Wan Xingping moved the cursor, clicked confirm, and transferred all the money from Cao Bangxi’s account to his own.

Since he had chosen the same bank deliberately, the transfer, despite being made during non-working hours and involving a large sum, would be completed within three hours.

In the middle of the night, even if Cao Bangxi discovered the transfer, it would be too late to freeze the account.

Meanwhile, unnoticed by anyone, a figure behind Wan Xingping started receding slowly, quickly vanishing into the darkness beyond the reach of the light.