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kidnapped

"Hello, is it Su Che's mother?" Su and Mo were cooking, and the kindergarten aunt suddenly called him.

"Yes, I am, who are you?"

"I'm sorry, I would like to ask, has Suche returned home?"

"No, isn't he going to come back by the kindergarten bus?" Su and Mo's heart sank, and an ominous premonition surged into his heart.

"When we got in the car, we didn't see him. Other children said he was picked up by his father. But I was still worried, so I wanted to call you and ask. If he didn't come back, I suspect he was kidnapped. Recently,

There have been many cases of kidnapping of children.”

"Bang..." The spoon in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Xiao Chechen is gone.

At this time, the phone that had just hung up rang again. It was a strange number. She quickly pressed the answer button:

"It's Su and Mo, huh, your son is in my hands now."

"Who are you? What's wrong with you?"

"Aren't you the prince's girlfriend? You can have ten million. Prepare this number and call it to my account before noon tomorrow."

"Who are you? Where are you?"

Quan Youchen heard the movement in the kitchen in the living room, walked over a few steps, and saw Su and Mo being at a loss and panic on his face.

"what happen?"

"What should I do if I disappear completely, I may be kidnapped?" As he said that, Su and Mo burst into tears. It was his lifeblood. No, no, no need to ignore it, no need to have anything to do.

Su and Mo were trembling with fear, and their minds were in chaos. There was a voice saying the same sentence, "Here he was kidnapped, here here..."

"Kidnap?" Quan Youchen was shocked, and then said in a deep voice, "Calm down, I'll deal with it."

Quan Youchen took her phone and pressed hands-free. Over there, an arrogant and rude voice came—

"Stop pretending, the news reports said that you are the fiancée of the noble prince, how could you not have ten million..."

"Why would you give you 100 million, how about it?" Quan Youchen's voice sounded lazy, but gloomy, as cold as an ice cellar. When the people there heard it, they were obviously bewitched by his voice, and were startled.

All stuttered:

"Who are you, you...?"

"Let me listen to the child's voice." Quan Youchen refused and made a request.

"Hmph, I don't believe that the child is in our hands. OK, let me listen."

"Mommy...Mommy..." Sutch's voice came from the other side of the phone. It sounded like he was very scared now.

"Chechen, Xiaochen..." Su Yumo felt heartbroken when he heard this. "You let him go, don't hurt him."

"Okay, unless you get ten million."


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