Qin Miaomiao looked at Lu Qing, who was out of his wits, and felt an indescribable anxiety. Thinking of what the person on the phone said, Lu Qing realized he couldn't just sit and wait, so he held Qin Miaomiao's hand and said, "Miao Miao, let's go home first. I'll tell you slowly when we get there."
"Are you saying the person who called you just now is the one who took our son?"
"Yes, the bastard disguised as a woman to sneak in as a servant."
Qin Miaomiao was completely bewildered.
Things developed too quickly; she hadn't expected that person to have been hiding in the estate for such a long time just to steal the child, a man dressing as a woman every day. The goal was to find the right moment to kidnap the child, and the thought made her shiver. She felt unwell instantly.
"How could this be, how could there be such a terrifying person."
