Xia Qiao panicked just now, but now she calmed down a little and started negotiating.
"You said my son is in your hands! Unless I see him, I won't believe you!"
Xia Mo'er didn't hesitate, "I can send you a photo! But it's a bit miserable, you have to be prepared!"
After the conversation fell, the phone was hung up, and a message came in from the phone.
Inside is a photo. In the photo, Shen Ning'an is still wearing the overalls from before, but the windbreaker on his body is gone, his face is dirty, his eyes are red as if he has cried, and his hands and feet are bound and huddled together!
Tears fell down with a splash!
What happened to her little star! In this weather, if you don't wear a coat for him, he will catch a cold and get sick! Xia Qiao didn't hesitate, and immediately called back, but no one answered the phone!
Forced to do so, Xia Qiao had no choice but to send a sentence to the unfamiliar number who sent the photo before: "Xia Mo'er, I will promise you whatever you want! As long as you don't hurt my son!"
However, the message fell into the sea and there was no response.
Waiting, sometimes it is very torturous!
Xia Qiao waited all night before receiving Xia Mo'er's call again: "Xia Qiao, my condition remains the same, I will go online to clarify the previous live broadcast!"
Xia Qiao didn't sleep all night, her eyes were swollen, and her voice was very hoarse: "Where's my son? Is he okay?"
"Xia Mo'er, he's just a child! It's getting cold, you put on an extra dress for him!"
Xia Mo'er sneered: "Hehe! You'd better find a way to clarify the matter of the live broadcast! Whether your son can return to you safely depends on how you settle things"
Xia Qiao gritted her teeth and was about to speak when someone suddenly snatched her phone away.
A tall and tall figure flashed in front of his eyes, imposing and solid. He pinched the phone with his fingers, and said in a very cold tone: "Xia Mo'er, are you the one who kidnapped Little Xingxing?"
"Xia Mo'er, do you know what will happen if you provoke me?"
Of course Xia Mo'er knows that Zhao Wanru is still in prison! Xia Mo'er's scalp tingles just thinking about it, but things are beyond her control!
Now that Pei Lichuan knows, she has no way out!
And Xia Qiao was immediately annoyed by Pei Lichuan's fuss, and snatched back her phone: "Xia Mo'er, don't listen to Pei Lichuan! You let my son go, and I promise you everything!"
"Xia Qiaoit's too late! You forgot that I warned you not to tell Pei Lichuan! If Pei Lichuan knows, I have no way out! Xia Qiao, even if I die, I will drag your son back!"
Xia Mo'er's crazy voice fell, and the call ended.
"Hey! Xia Mo'er!" Xia Qiao's eyes were red with anxiety, and she glared at Pei Lichuan angrily: "Pei Lichuan, who let you into my room! Get out of here!"
Because he was afraid that Xia Qiao would be alone, Pei Lichuan also stayed in the hotel, in the room where Shen Ning'an lived before.
"Xia Qiao! I will catch Xia Mo'er and bring little Xingxing back safely! Don't worry!" Pei Lichuan's words had no effect.
Xia Qiao covered her face, tears flowed down her fingers, and sobbed with sobs: "Pei Lichuan, I only have Little Xingxing left! I can't live without him! If something happens to him, how will I live."
Pei Lichuan's heart throbbed with pain.
He stepped closer, pulled him into his arms suddenly, and hugged him tightly, his cold voice trembling slightly, "Xia Qiao, I will find him back!" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com