Seeing the two making a fuss, Wei Anguo felt even more that Zhan Mohan wanted his old life. He refused to be taken away by the bodyguards, clinging to the bench beside him.
Zhan Mohan, already annoyed by Wei Yumeng's situation, pressed his temples with his long fingers, his gaze like a sharp sword, piercing through the two people who were making a scene.
Wei Anguo and Yin Fang were intimidated by Zhan Mohan's gaze, and they dared not make any further major disturbances. However, they still refused to let go or to follow the bodyguards obediently.
"Please stop arguing, it's just a blood type test," Fang Xun said, seeing Zhan Mohan's expression, and stepped forward to calm their overexcited emotions.
"Blood type test? You found us from so far away just for this?" Wei Anguo was dumbfounded by this statement. They had to trek through mountains and cross rivers to tie them from Africa to here, just for a blood type test?
Yin Fang also found it a bit hard to understand, but she dared not speak, only going to support Wei Anguo.
Wei Anguo, from Fang Xun's words, sensed something was wrong. Why was Zhan Mohan only testing his blood type? And Wei Yumeng was not by Zhan Mohan's side.
The only person who could make Zhan Mohan anxious was Wei Yumeng. He was Wei Yumeng's father, so could it be...
"Yumeng is in trouble and needs the blood of her direct relative?"
Wei Anguo, indeed an old fox, quickly figured out the critical relationship. Zhan Mohan and Wei Yumeng would not be soft-hearted towards them. And this time, Zhan Mohan seeking him out alone could only mean that Wei Yumeng was in trouble.
"Since you know, then go get your blood tested."
Zhan Mohan's ink-black eyes were devoid of ripples. He clasped his hands behind his back, and his magnetic voice rang out.
"Mr. Zhan, I believe we have something to discuss."
Wei Anguo saw that this matter was not simple. After receiving Zhan Mohan's reply, he was even more certain that only he could help Wei Yumeng, which was why Zhan Mohan had gone to such lengths to find him.
Therefore, his own precarious situation should be seized as an opportunity for a complete turnaround!
A glint of light flashed in Wei Anguo's cloudy eyes. He boldly called out to Zhan Mohan, the fear he had felt upon arrival completely gone.
Zhan Mohan's eyes turned into vertical pupils for a moment. He curved his thin lips coldly, and a chill suddenly permeated the air.
Knowing that his daughter might be in danger, as a father, he felt no worry or concern, but instead immediately wanted to negotiate terms.
Utterly ridiculous.
Zhan Mohan had long witnessed Wei Anguo's shamelessness. He didn't even glance at him, gesturing for the bodyguards to drag him away.
"Mr. Zhan, I'll cooperate, I'll definitely cooperate!" Wei Anguo was dragged to the blood test room without explanation. He knew he had angered Zhan Mohan, so he quickly compromised, obediently going to have his blood type tested.
The blood test was simple. Wei Anguo pressed the cotton swab and soon returned to his original position, both of them held by bodyguards.
The blood type report would take about ten minutes. Wei Anguo's face already showed smugness. He sat opposite Zhan Mohan, with more than a dozen bodyguards watching him intimidatingly. Wei Anguo coughed a few times awkwardly.
"Mr. Zhan, I've completed the test as you requested. Now, shouldn't we discuss our terms?"
Zhan Mohan glanced sideways at Wei Anguo, who was eagerly revealing his true colors. He narrowed his jade-like eyes with a hint of indifference.
"You know that Yumeng and you have the same blood type?"
"Cough, cough, this... I don't know..."
Wei Anguo was caught off guard by Zhan Mohan's question. He had never paid attention to Wei Yumeng before, so how would he know her blood type.
"You truly are a 'good father'."
Indifference rippled through Zhan Mohan's eyes. He raised the corners of his mouth sarcastically, his well-defined hands clasped on his knees.
Wei Anguo could hear the derogatory implication in Zhan Mohan's words, and for a moment, his old face felt embarrassed. He never imagined that such an ordinary girl would become the woman Zhan Mohan cherished above all else, and his only love.
"Mr. Zhan, I admit that as Yumeng's father, I have indeed neglected her care. However, I believe the Zhan family's punishment for me is already more than sufficient."
Wei Anguo forced a smile, touching his rough, sun-tanned skin. He never wanted to go back to Africa again!
"And then?"
Zhan Mohan was not interested in Wei Anguo's tactic of feigned humility. He said indifferently, his gaze fixed in the direction of the blood test room.
Once the results were out, the nurse would come to notify them. With Wei Anguo present, Yumeng would surely be alright.
"Mr. Zhan, Yumeng is waiting for me to save her now, right?" Wei Anguo stated this crucial point, looking directly at Zhan Mohan with some excitement.
Hearing Wei Anguo's words, it was clear that the other party intended to use Yumeng as a hostage. Zhan Mohan's handsome face was clouded like a storm, and a palpable pressure filled the air.
Wei Anguo was startled by Zhan Mohan's expression and instantly held his breath, not daring to speak rashly.
The immense impact of being able to turn his fortunes around had made him reckless. He had forgotten that the person standing before him was not someone to be trifled with. It was Zhan Mohan, who could make the entire country tremble with a stomp of his foot!
"Yes, right, what danger is Yumeng in? Although I'm not a responsible father, I still have to worry about my daughter."
"You don't need to know. If you have any intentions, it's best to be direct." Zhan Mohan scoffed at Wei Anguo's hypocritical attitude and couldn't be bothered to waste his breath.
"Mr. Zhan, then I'll be direct." Wei Anguo, having narrowly escaped a scare, had already thought through his conditions and couldn't help but feel a little excited. "I hope Mr. Zhan can arrange a villa for us to live in domestically, as well as funds for our twilight years..."
Yin Fang, who had been silent all along, saw Wei Anguo talking about money and wealth. She nudged Wei Anguo with her elbow.
"Also, find a lawyer to release Wei Jin. Most importantly, we should sign a document as a guarantee," Wei Anguo said volubly, flashing Zhan Mohan what he thought was a friendly smile. "Of course, Yumeng can have as much of my blood as she needs. As long as Mr. Zhan agrees to our conditions and the document is signed, I'll be available whenever called."
Yin Fang also sat beside Wei Anguo, nodding continuously. Her greatest hope was to have their daughter, Wei Jin, released.
The two made extravagant demands, but Wei Anguo was not worried that Zhan Mohan would refuse, waiting for Zhan Mohan's reply.
Zhan Mohan's gaze deepened, and he looked indifferently at the hypocritical pretense of Wei Anguo and Yin Fang, a cold laugh echoing in his heart.
"Mr. Zhan, the blood test report is out!" The report, freshly printed, was handed to Zhan Mohan by a nurse who hurried over.