Rebirth: What to do if you fall into a wolf's den

The night was dark, Ji Mingyu tightly gripped the steering wheel, his heartbeat echoing in the car. He got his daughter's bag in the dark night and was driving back home. The uneasiness and anxiety in his heart, like an indispellable black fog, enveloped his heart.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and then opened his daughter's phone with trembling hands. The call records on the screen came into view. As his wife Li Qing said, there was a record of a call to Zhao Jiayu. Ji Mingyu's heart sank. What did this mean? He didn't dare to imagine.

"Damn it!" He cursed in a low voice. Even though they were a family from the top ten groups, they felt helpless at the moment. In this world, there were always people and things beyond their control. They couldn't get the surveillance video of the dark night through their connections, which put them in a dilemma.

Ji Mingyu rubbed his temples irritably, the anxiety in his heart was like a tangled mess, getting more and more tangled. He knew that now he could only wait until his daughter's mental condition stabilized before making a confirmation. But the waiting and suffering during this period was undoubtedly a torture for him.

The car slowly stopped in front of the Ji family's door. Ji Mingyu pushed open the door and walked into the house with his tired body. He saw Li Qing lying on the sofa, seemingly asleep. He walked over and gently held her in his arms.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." He whispered in Li Qing's ear with his thin lips, his voice full of self-blame and pain. He knew that as a husband and father, his powerlessness at the moment put too much pressure on Li Qing.

Li Qing felt Ji Mingyu's trembling and despair. She opened her eyes, looked at his face, and said softly, "It's okay... It's okay... My husband is already great."

When Ji Mingyu heard Li Qing's words, he couldn't stop crying and started to cry. He hugged Li Qing tightly, as if he wanted to pour out all his pain. Li Qing felt her chest wet, and she knew it was Ji Mingyu's tears. She didn't say anything, but just hugged him silently, giving him the greatest support.

After a while, Ji Mingyu let go of Li Qing. He returned to the room and washed away the fatigue and despair on his face. Then, he walked out of the room and handed his daughter's bag to Li Qing. Li Qing took the bag and began to look through his daughter's call records.

Ji Mingyu had calmed down. He quietly walked to Li Qing, squatted down, and said in a gentle but firm voice: "Baby, I know you are in pain and very angry. But we really don't have evidence now, and we can't conclude that it is her just based on a name. We have to stay calm and find solid evidence."

Li Qing raised his head, the anger in his eyes not diminished: "I know, I know... But, apart from her, I can't think of anyone else who would do this to our daughter. She has always been dissatisfied with us. This is not a coincidence, I can feel it!"

Ji Mingyu gently stroked Li Qing's hair, his tone full of helplessness: "I understand how you feel, and I also want to confront her right now. However, without evidence, we can't do anything. We can't let anger blind our eyes, otherwise it will only make us more lost."

Li Qing's tears welled up again. She hugged Ji Mingyu tightly, as if she wanted to tell him all her pain and grievances: "I know, I know...but I feel so uncomfortable and helpless. Our daughter is still so young, how can she endure such pain?"

Ji Mingyu hugged Li Qing tightly, letting her tears soak his clothes. His heart was also filled with pain and helplessness, but he knew that at this moment he had to be strong and must be Li Qing's support.

"We will find evidence, we will." Ji Mingyu whispered in Li Qing's ear, "No matter what the cost, I will make sure our daughter gets the justice she deserves."

Li Qing raised his head and looked at Ji Mingyu's determined eyes. The resentment and sadness in his heart seemed to be relieved a little.

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Ji Yan slowly opened her eyes in the dim night, and her sight was first attracted by the pink bed curtain. She sat up and hugged the pink pillow beside her tightly in her arms, as if she wanted to gain some sense of security from it. Her mind seemed extremely chaotic at this moment. She didn't know how she woke up from the coma, nor did she know how to face this strange yet familiar world next.

Suddenly, a breeze came through the half-open window and gently brushed Ji Yan's cheek. She felt her skin trembling slightly in the wind, which was a reaction to the weakness caused by the fever. Her body became hot and dry due to the fever. Although this breeze brought a little coolness, it was not enough to dispel the heat in her body.

She slowly got up and walked towards the bathroom. In front of the bathroom mirror, she saw her pale and haggard face. She turned on the shower and let the warm water wash over her body. The cold water drops hitting her skin made her feel sober. She closed her eyes and tried to let the water take away all her troubles and pain.

After taking a shower, Ji Yan put on a clean nightgown and returned to bed. She hugged the pink pillow again, as if she wanted to get some comfort from it. Her mind began to become clear, but her mood was still low. She didn't know how to face the future, nor how to get rid of this endless pain and fear.

Just as she was lost in thought, there were soft footsteps outside the door. It was her mother, Li Qing. Ji Yan's heart trembled slightly, she didn't know why her mother came at this moment. She heard the door lock being turned gently, and then the door slowly opened.

Li Qing walked in and saw her daughter sitting on the bed, hugging the pillow tightly with both hands, her face pale and haggard. Her heart ached, she knew her daughter must be experiencing great pain and suffering at this moment.

"Baby, what's wrong with you?" Li Qing's voice was trembling and worried, "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Ji Yan raised her head and saw her mother's concerned eyes. Her eyes couldn't help but moisten. She shook her head, trying to hide her inner fragility: "Mom, I'm fine."

However, how could Li Qing not see through her daughter's disguise? She walked to the bed, sat down gently, and then held her daughter in her arms. "Don't be afraid, baby, mom is here." Her voice was gentle and firm, as if it could penetrate the depths of Ji Yan's heart and give her the comfort and support she needed most.

Ji Yan trembled in her mother's arms, then slowly relaxed. Her tears began to flow slowly down her cheeks, soaking her mother's pajamas. Her breathing became rapid and irregular, and every breath was accompanied by a slight sob.

Li Qing hugged her daughter tightly, and her big hands gently patted her daughter's back, trying to calm her fear and pain. Her tears began to blur her vision, but she held back and didn't let herself lose composure in front of her daughter.

"Baby, don't cry, okay?" Li Qing's voice was filled with pleading. "Mom knows you're feeling very uncomfortable right now, but you have to believe in me. I'll always be with you."

Ji Yan nodded in her mother's arms, her voice becoming weak and trembling: "Mom, I know."

Li Qing gently held her daughter's face and wiped the tears from her daughter's cheeks with her thumb. "Okay, okay, okay." Her voice was gentle and comforting, "It will pass, okay?"

There was a gleam of determination in Ji Yan's eyes, and she held her mother's hand tightly: "Okay, Mom, I will be strong."

Li Qing's eyes sparkled with pride, she knew her daughter had always been strong and brave. She gently kissed her daughter's forehead: "My baby, you have always been my pride." Then, she covered her tightly with the quilt, waited for her to fall asleep again, and quietly left the room.