No matter what changes, they could be seen by others.
Gu Nian's face will look pale when the time comes, who could they hide him from?
"Besides, now that things have come to this, even if we ruin the engagement banquet, what's the use? Apart from embarrassing the Chu family, can Gu Nian and Zhaoyang really not be able to get married?" Xiang Yulan also said, "No matter how stupid we are, we don't do this kind of useless work."
Even Gu Nian believed what they said. The old lady also felt that it made sense, but still asked angrily: "Are you telling the truth?"
"Really! Mom!" Chu Jiahong and Xiang Yulan said at the same time.
But now the old lady would rather hope that it was them who did it, and at least the little guy could be found. "If I had known that it had anything to do with you, you wouldn't even have to go back to your ancestral home." The old lady said coldly.
Xiang Yulan trembled, but there was no look of guilt or fear on her face.
It really wasn't her. His grandson disappeared and she didn't know who had taken him abducted.
Xiang Yulan was very anxious and worried.
At this time, Chu Zhaoyang's phone rang. In such an urgent and tense atmosphere, Chu Zhaoyang's phone ringtone seemed particularly abrupt. He impatiently took out his phone, and just as he was about to hang up, he saw a series of unfamiliar numbers displayed on the screen.
It seemed like the call was coming from a burner phone. Chu Zhaoyang's eyes narrowed and he put his phone on the glass round table among the people: "Maybe it's the person who kidnapped the Little Millet Cake."
Gu Nian was trembling with worry and could only clench her fists fiercely. The delicate and beautiful nails that were taken care of by Cris's team before are now deeply embedded in the palms of the hands.
It left deep purple marks on the white flesh of the palm. Gu Nian could not see it, but she felt a little moisture on her fingertips, and she actually pinched out blood. Chu Zhaoyang noticed Gu Nian's tension, but because she clenched her fists, he couldn't see the tension in her palms. He reached out to hold Gu Nian's hand, and slowly kneaded her fist away. Only then did he feel a little moisture in her palm.
The blood streaks squeezed out of the palms were mixed with the cold sweat, and there was no difference that could be noticed. Chu Zhaoyang held Gu Nian's hand firmly and supported her.
No need to say more, Heizi had already opened his notebook, connected to Chu Zhaoyang's phone, and nodded to Chu Zhaoyang. Chu Zhaoyang held Gu Nian's hand without letting go, and turned on the speaker function of the phone with the other hand.
"Hello." Chu Zhaoyang said in a cold voice.
"Your son is in my hands." As expected, it was the call from the kidnapper. This time, it's different from the last time Chu Jiahong and Xiang Yulan took the little guy away.
This time, it was a real kidnapping! The other party had obviously turned on a voice changer, and his voice was rough and had an electronic sound, just like the voice in the smart system in the movie. Gu Nian fiercely grabbed Chu Zhaoyang's hand and covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from making a sound.
Last time she learned that it was Chu Jiahong and Xiang Yulan who took away the little guy, even though she was worried, she was more angry.
But they all know that as the little guy's grandparents, Chu Jiahong and Xiang Yulan will not really hurt the little guy even if they don't like Gu Nian.
What they were worried about was whether the little guy would be too scared.
But this time, it was a solid kidnapper! More likely, he was the person behind the secret photo of Gu Nian. Those photos all reveal a twisted state of being, and it was definitely not as simple as just secretly taking pictures of Gu Nian.
There must be a backup plan.
That's why the Chu family sent people to protect Gu Nian and the little guy, including Mu Lanshu.
Unexpectedly, the other party succeeded!
Mu Lanshu was crying to the side and almost fainted, but she still covered her mouth with her hands to prevent herself from making any sound, for fear of being heard by the other party. Gu Licheng hugged Mu Lanshu into his arms and gently patted Mu Lanshu's back with his strong palms.
Chu Zhaoyang gritted his teeth, took a deep and rough breath, and said in a deep voice: "What do you want?"
"Smart and refreshing." The voice of the other party, which had been modified and somewhat mechanical, was now showing a hint of ridicule, "I want you to follow Gu Nian to the abandoned factory in the western suburbs. I will send the map to your phone later."
The other party paused and said, "Remember, it's just the two of you, you can't bring anyone else with you."
"No calling the police, no weapons allowed." The other party suddenly chuckled, "Oh, I almost forgot, don't even bring any with you from the tribe. It's just the two of you, come here empty-handed, do you understand?"
"If you bring one more person, even if you bring an extra fruit knife, you will never see your son again."
The other party said coldly, "If you don't care about your son's life and death for your own safety, then you can confront me."
"I want to hear my son's voice!" Gu Nian held Chu Zhaoyang's hand tightly, "You said he is in your hands, I want to hear his voice to prove it!"
Gu Nian didn't dare to ask for evidence easily. As a police officer, there were too many such cases that she had personally handled or heard from her colleagues. Those kidnappers have no humanity.
Want proof, right?
Then cut off part of his body, maybe an ear, maybe a finger, maybe even an eyeball!
And send it to the victim's family.
Who could endure such a thing!
The family members cried bitterly and fainted on the spot. No matter what the other party's request was, they hurriedly agreed. They just hoped that their relatives would suffer less.
Gu Nian was really afraid that the little guy would go through this, so she chose her words carefully for fear of reminding the other person of doing such a crazy thing.
The little guy was still so young, and he was already very scared to be kidnapped by such a perverted person.
She couldn't imagine how scared Little Millet Cake was now.