The Real Heiress Has an Appraisal System

Gu Shengsheng ignored him and simply asked, "How are the people inside?"

"They’re all alive, but not in good shape."

"Two professors and three mediators. They’re all in there. They threw me out because I was too long-winded."

"..." It was the first time Gu Shengsheng had ever heard of someone being so talkative that even their kidnappers got fed up with them.

She was actually a little curious about what he’d said in there.

But before she could even ask, the man started rambling, "I just don’t get why they’re so indifferent! I tried to reason with them, appealed to their emotions and their logic, I even cited classics and historical anecdotes. I must have told them at least fifty historical stories. I even told the one about Kong Rong sharing his pears several times. We’re all children of Huaxia, one big family, so what’s wrong with siblings giving in to each other a little..."

At this point, Gu Shengsheng’s head was starting to buzz too.

She cleared her throat and said, "Why don’t you head back for now. I’ll take a look."

Just as he was about to complain more, one of the kidnappers inside threw a shoe at him.

It hit him right on the forehead. "Why the hell are you still running your mouth?"

"Are you ever going to shut up? Get lost! If you don’t piss off right now, I’ll blow your damn head off."

Then, a shot was fired from inside the house.

Everyone standing outside jumped in fright. But because Gu Shengsheng had been kidnapped on a plane with Zhao Dehai before, she was relatively calm.

’It’s just a minor incident, nothing to worry about,’ she told herself.

Zhang Lianqing and the local police were by Gu Shengsheng’s side.

Zhang Zhengyi had also come along out of worry, but he was watching from the perimeter.

Given the situation, it was too dangerous to go in.

At that moment, the police chief of Anxi City brought over a pack of bulletproof vests.

He said, "Miss Gu, thank you so much for your cooperation. We’re leaving this in your hands. Please, be careful."

Gu Shengsheng didn’t take the offered vest.

Instead, she asked cautiously, "How about I wear yours?"

This was a life-or-death matter; an extra layer of security was an extra layer of security. What if the people who made the new vests had cut corners?

Although... yes, taking his offered the greatest guarantee.

Upon hearing her words, the chief burst out laughing. "You’re a cautious one, young lady."

"I’m telling you, they’re the same! I just put this one on myself." He took it off and handed it to her as he spoke.

After putting it on, Gu Shengsheng felt much more secure.

Zhang Lianqing went over to discuss contingency plans with her, going over what to do if there was an accident or if problems arose.

Gu Shengsheng asked, "They don’t have any food in that temporary shelter, do they? They’ve been in there since yesterday. An army marches on its stomach."

"I’m not going in. I’ll wait for them out here."

With that, she took a folding table and several folding chairs from a car and set them up near the building’s entrance.

Then Gu Shengsheng sent a message to Zhao Han: "Are they here yet? You think the delivery guy will refuse to come to the middle of nowhere?"

"He won’t, he’s a buddy of mine. Arriving in one minute," Zhao Han replied instantly.

Sure enough, Gu Shengsheng had only just looked up when a young man in a yellow uniform—the "battle armor" of a food delivery driver—and a yellow hat with little rabbit ears appeared before them.

He handed her a huge bag of things.

Of course, this particular delivery guy was driving a luxury car.

Gu Shengsheng: "...Are you and Zhao Han in some kind of club? A ’Rich Kids Delivering Food’ club?"

"Yeah, I’m his buddy. He said you were his sis, so of course I had to come deliver your food!"

The young man then helped Gu Shengsheng place everything on the folding table.

From the smell alone, forget the criminals inside—even the police officers and the old professors waiting outside started to feel hungry.

Especially Zhang Zhengyi, who hadn’t eaten much all day. His stomach let out an enthusiastic RUMBLE.

At his age, with his students standing around, he gave an awkward laugh. "I haven’t eaten much today, had no appetite. I guess I’m hungry now."

Gu Shengsheng thought it was great, too. The aroma was authentically spicy and fragrant.

When she’d talked to Zhao Han, he’d asked for her requirements. Gu Shengsheng had said: "Nothing special, just the kind of food that would make the kid next door cry with envy."

Zhao Han had immediately sent back: "OK, received."

Today’s spread was truly a masterstroke.

Anxi was famous for being a Carb Capital, after all.

On the table were *roujiamo*—braised pork stuffed in flatbread—and its vegetable-filled counterpart, *caijiamo*. There were also Qishan-style noodles with minced pork, and all sorts of other noodle dishes... everything looked, smelled, and tasted perfect. He had transported it all in his luxury car, keeping it in pristine condition.

Of course, the real showstopper was a portable oven, currently baking sweet potatoes and regular potatoes, their fragrant aroma wafting through the air.

Soup dumplings, deep-fried skewers, and grilled skewers were also essential.

Wasn’t every single one of these dishes chosen with care?

The delivery guy smiled and said, "Sis, what do you think? Guaranteed to make the kid next door cry with envy."

Gu Shengsheng glanced at the makeshift building and said, "Forget the kid next door. This would make the old man next door cry."

And so, that massive feast was laid out on the table.

The sun was strong, and scents travel fast in the open air.

The entire area was soon filled with a delicious fragrance.

The people who had come to help had been so worn down by the kidnappers that they hadn’t had a proper meal yet.

Gu Shengsheng’s feast was basically all of Anxi City’s best food in one go.

This method was just too vicious!

The three kidnappers sitting inside cursed in unison, "Fuck!"

"Is that woman crazy?! Who the fuck said she could eat in front of us!"

"Who is she trying to torture to death with that delicious smell?"

Their words were harsh, but they only dared to say them quietly. If the police heard, they’d have found their weakness.

The other two couldn’t take it anymore. "Brother Hei, my stomach is cramping from hunger. What do we do?"

"A man is iron, but food is steel... Why don’t we just give in, Brother Hei?"

The two of them had already swallowed their saliva countless times.

As they spoke to their boss, drool actually dribbled out, which they quickly wiped away with their sleeves...

"Useless fools. I’m not hungry," the one called Brother Hei said resolutely. But then his stomach let out a loud RUMBLE—not a short one, but a long one that lasted for several seconds...

An awkward silence immediately filled the air.

As the three of them sat in a standoff, Gu Shengsheng’s voice came from outside.

"Damn, this pork in the *roujiamo* is so soft and tender. The fatty parts have been specially prepared so they’re not greasy at all, the lean meat isn’t dry, and this melt-in-your-mouth braised pork in gravy is just incredible!" Then she took a huge bite.

"And this *caijiamo* is making my mouth water... I can’t resist. How did they fit so many vegetables in here? It has my favorite braised lotus root, and shredded potatoes, and shredded cucumber. Tsk, tsk. Following up that pork sandwich with this is pure heaven."

"Okay, I can’t. I can’t eat too many carbs. I should probably have some grilled skewers to cleanse my palate."