Chapter 351

Mu Youyu opened her eyes and turned her head to dodge.

She almost understood.

These people aren't just after money; they're after Qing An.

She really wanted to ask them, "People in your line of work, don't you go online?"

Her life was still in their hands; Mu Youyu suppressed the thought, lowering her eyes without a word.

Seeing she didn't resist, the female kidnapper laughed even more wantonly, her hand moving toward Mu Youyu's face again, "What are you dodging for?"

"Qing An treasures you so much, the royal family hid you so well—if they knew you'd fallen into our hands, wouldn't they go crazy?"

As the fingers were about to touch Mu Youyu's cheek, she turned her head again to dodge.

Instead of getting angry, the female kidnapper admired her delicate features, tsk-tsking, "Pretty girls always have a temper."

Another kidnapper joined in, his gaze lecherous, "Boss, anyway once Qing An shows up we weren't planning to leave any survivors—might as well have some fun first."

The meaning of that went without saying.

Mu Youyu suppressed that disgusting feeling.

These people, calling out Qing An over and over, seem to be enemies of Qing An's older brother.

Probably because the Duke's Mansion banquet yesterday caused too big a scene, she drew their attention; since they couldn't grab Qing An himself, they turned their sights on her.

Mu Youyu lifted her eyes, voice low: "Fine then, come on—worst case we all die together."

"Money—you won't get a cent. People—you won't get your revenge."

Compared to humiliation, she still thought death would be better.

The leader kidnapper barked: "Stop."

The female kidnapper unwillingly withdrew her hand, glaring hard at Mu Youyu: "Really an ungrateful little wench."

The leader stared at Mu Youyu, sizing her up: "You've got spirit, no wonder you're Qing An's sister."

He paused, then his tone shifted abruptly: "But I've changed my mind a bit now."

"One hundred million? Ten billion? To someone like Qing An, that's just a string of numbers—his net worth is in the trillions; not ten billion, even a hundred billion he could pull out instantly."

"This money, we might not even live to spend it, and we want more than just money."

"Humiliation is boring; I've thought of something fun."

He leaned in, voice cold: "Look at you—if I ruined you and let Qing An see it, his little sister whom he's doted on since childhood would rather die than live… you think he'd regret it for life?"

Seeing the leader raise his hand, someone with a weapon stepped closer: "I'm curious—when that little prince who swaggered through M Guo sees you like this, will he still be able to keep his arrogant demeanor?"

Mu Youyu stared at the knife tip before her, her fingertips chilled, yet she forced herself to stay calm, the kidnappers' earlier conversation flashing through her mind.

They insisted she was Qing An's sister, a princess hidden in M Guo, yet they'd also mentioned the brother's name.

Mu Youyu shifted her gaze: "I'm not from M Guo, nor am I Qing An's biological sister."

As soon as she said that, the warehouse fell silent for a moment, and the kidnappers paused.

Immediately someone blurted, face full of disbelief: "How could that be? You're trying to trick us again!"

"You just didn't inherit the royal family's golden eyes, so they hid you—don't think we don't know."

"We've seen you come and go from the palace with our own eyes; yesterday Qing An followed behind you protecting you, even ruined a family for you—if you're not his real sister, how could he treat you so well?"

Mu Youyu steadied herself: "Didn't you just say I look like Ai Luoxiu?"

I really am his sister; my Chinese name is Mu Youyu, and in Y Guo my name is Mingxi·Si'erwen.

I and Qing An are just sworn siblings, no blood relation; by bloodline I'm ZY mixed.

She remembered that a few years ago, her brothers had mentioned that when the elder brother had taken charge of part of the Duke's Mansion's forces in his youth, his subordinates also dealt with various countries.

Especially Song Ze yi and them had extensive international connections; many underground and gray‑area figures had received favors from the Peiweika family.

The kidnappers before her looked like people who lurked in the shadows year‑round; they might well have heard of her brother's name.

Sure enough, as soon as she said that, the leader kidnapper's face changed instantly.

Mu Youyu saw it in her eyes, felt a flicker of joy—this was a good chance to buy time—"My brother back when the underground forces in M Guo were turbulent helped many people, saved many lives… if I'm not mistaken, he helped you lot."

She actually had no idea who exactly; she was just gambling, betting they'd heard her brother's name.

The leader frowned, his gaze on her gaining a few more shades of scrutiny; evidently he'd been swayed.

The Peiweika family, whether in the legitimate or underworld spheres internationally, is a well‑known presence.

He had lurked in the shadows for years; when the M Guo underworld was reshuffled and countless forces fell, Ai Luoxiu's people really did help many steady their foundations—these kidnappers were among them.

That was a truly powerful figure who could decide their life or death; offending anyone, they wouldn't dare offend the heir of the Peiweika Duke's Mansion.

The other kidnappers glanced at each other, then began to stir.

"No way? Did we really grab the wrong person?"

"We clearly checked—Qing An's highness has a deeply hidden biological sister, and we memorized her—this is her!"

"The person I hired saw her herself come out of the M Guo palace, Qing An personally accompanying her, and even going to the Duke's Mansion banquet—how could we be wrong?"

"But she says she's Ai Luoxiu's sister, and a few years ago the Duke himself sent people who helped us; that person should now be protecting Ai Luoxiu—if we really snatched the wrong one…"

"Then we've wasted this half‑day for nothing."

The discussion grew louder, and the kidnappers stopped what they were doing.

Their original target was Qing An's biological sister, intending to use this hostage to leverage the M Guo royal family, even to drag that person into it.

To avenge the blood‑sea grudge of years past.

If they really had caught Ai Luoxiu's sister, all their plans would become a joke.

It would also invite catastrophic disaster.

Mu Youyu saw their utter confusion, knew her gamble had paid off, and pressed on: "If you don't believe me, look it up—search online for Ai Luoxiu's sister; all the info will match, I have no need to lie to you."

Mentioning phones and net info made the kidnappers hesitate even more.

A few huddled together, whispering, and someone even pulled out their carried phone to start a quick search.

Hurry up and search, what does Ai Luoxiu's sister actually look like!

The Peiweika family's eldest daughter that was exposed online earlier—compare and see if it's her!

The video of Y Guo's Investiture Banquet was released a few months ago—quickly find it!

Soon, a kidnapper found that clip of Y Guo's Investiture Banquet that had gone viral across the net.

The camera clearly captured Mu Youyu and Mu Xin standing together; their looks were identical, and at a glance you could tell they were siblings.

After the kidnappers finished watching the video, they lifted their heads to look at the pink‑gold‑haired girl before them, and were completely dumbfounded.

Little sis, why did you dye your hair like that for no reason! Isn't this just trapping us!