Money fans cute baby come to cheat father

Chapter 293 You better not mess around!

"Hey! Chu Heng! Chu Heng!" Yan Xiaoxiao ran behind the sports car for a long time, but her two legs couldn't run as fast as four wheels, so she stopped panting, "Bastard! What do you think? Is there no way for my wife to go?"

As she said that, she took out a car key from her pocket, which she secretly put in her pocket while Chu Heng was not paying attention in the morning.

She knew that he would not readily agree to take her there, so she kept a hand.

But Yan Xiaoxiao didn't know the identity of the other party, so he could only make a few more preparations.She went back to the living room and took her long white wattle sword with her, went to the bar to get two bottles of red wine filled with blood, and then drove away from the villa.

While driving, Yan Xiaoxiao was thinking about where she had heard the voice she heard last night. Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in her head, and she remembered her kidnapping.

Can't go wrong!It's that man!The man who called last night had also kidnapped himself.No wonder I heard his voice so familiar, it turned out to be him, a veteran kidnapper.Kidnapping him back then was not enough, but now he dared to set his mind on his most precious son, he was really impatient!
Today, she must let him taste her strength, let him know who can touch him and who can't touch him!
On the other side, Chu Heng drove the sports car extremely fast, and it took less than half an hour to reach the gate of the agreed abandoned factory.

When he got out of the car, he opened the big black umbrella, which happened to completely cover him from the glare of the sun.

With an umbrella in one hand and the wooden box in the other, Chu Heng kicked the car door shut and walked into the factory gate.

Although it was noon, the factory had been abandoned for many years and still looked eerie.

Chu Heng slightly squinted his black eyes and scanned the surroundings, then determined a direction, and walked towards that direction with an umbrella.

Bypassing the dilapidated workshop building and turning around a row of dilapidated parking sheds, he finally stopped at the door of the conference room with an underground secret room.

After dropping the umbrella, Chu Heng opened the door of the meeting room with the tip of the umbrella, and stepped into the room with his long legs.

Without direct sunlight, he immediately felt cooler and more comfortable.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Ian sitting leisurely on the chair in front of the conference table, with a cup of coffee at the right temperature in front of him.

On the filing cabinet behind him, there was a coffee machine with brewed coffee in it.

"Would you like to have a cup and try my craft?" Ian greeted him by raising the cup in his hand when he saw the person coming.

"I didn't come here for afternoon tea." Chu Heng frowned, glanced at the conference room, but didn't see his son, and asked immediately, "I've brought what you want, man Woolen cloth?"

Ian was not in a hurry to answer his question. Instead, he took a sip of his coffee, and then put down the cup casually: "Chu Heng, old friends, your attitude is really chilling!"

"Who is an old friend with you? Don't make friends with you!" Chu Heng refused to accept his tricks, and raised the wooden box in his hand, "Here is the thing, return my son to me right now!"

"What's the hurry, your son is so lively and cute, can I still hurt him?" Ian tapped his index finger on the table slowly, and there was even a hint of a smile in his light brown eyes.

Seeing him like this, Chu Heng had a cold expression on his face, and rushed to him, raised the umbrella in his hand and pointed the tip of the umbrella at his eyes: "I don't have that much patience, if you don't want to become blind , hand over my son right now."

Yan Zile has disappeared for nearly 24 hours. Although Chu Heng doesn't know how his son escaped from Tang Shunming's clutches and how he fell into Ian's hands, the most important thing now is to make sure he is not injured. Not badly hurt.

Those who have never been fathers cannot understand Chu Heng's anxiety at this moment. Whenever he thinks of Yan Zile's situation, his heart will feel uncontrollably distressed.

Therefore, he didn't have the heart to talk nonsense with Ian here. In his opinion, saving his son was the top priority.

Ian glanced at the tip of the umbrella less than five centimeters away from him, and the pointed metal flashed a cold light in the dark light.

"Silver?" He chuckled, and slowly continued, "Chu Heng, you really worked so hard to save your son, and you actually brought the most taboo silverware."

"Ian, I advise you not to challenge my patience. I will give you three seconds. If you still don't let me go, I will cripple you first!" Chu Heng's gorgeous face showed traces of paleness. The color, the murderous aura lingering around him is getting stronger and stronger.

He no longer gave Ian a chance to speak, so he started the countdown with a cold voice.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

The next moment, Chu Heng raised the corners of his lips, and said coldly: "Since you want to die, then I will help you!" While speaking, he silently exerted his strength holding the black umbrella, ready to strike first.

At this moment, an eager female voice suddenly came from behind the wall: "Stop!"

With a low and muffled sound, the wall split a straight gap from the middle.The wall moved to both sides, and a woman with a graceful figure stood there, and a little boy was twisted in her hand.

"Daddy!" Yan Zile looked up and saw Chu Heng who was about to attack Ian, and he immediately called out, "Don't hurt the handsome Shushu, he is very good to me. This aunt is the worst, she always kills me .Daddy, hurry up and take me home! I miss you a little bit!"

Chu Heng looked at his son's originally worried mood and calmed down a little, but when he saw that his son was wearing silver handcuffs and dragging a long chain, his face darkened again: "Ian, what are you doing to me? What did the son do?"

While speaking, the black umbrella in his hand poked directly at Ian's front. Fortunately, Ian dodged in time, otherwise his handsome face would be disfigured.

Chu Heng's face was very ugly, especially when he saw his son's wrists and ankles where the silver handcuffs had worn the skin, his eyes were full of distress.

"Chu Heng, I advise you not to mess around!" Seeing this, Minaer immediately pinched Yan Zile hard.

Yan Zile suddenly cried out in pain: "It hurts, it hurts! Bad girl! Let me go! If you dare to pinch me, I will curse you with sores on your face. The longer you grow, the uglier you will be, and you will never be able to marry! "

While he was scolding her, his two little arms kept flapping in the air, trying to get rid of her grip.However, as soon as he moved, the silver handcuffs burned his skin more violently. Yan Zile let out a pitiful scream, and immediately returned to his motionless posture honestly.

"Stinky boy, be more honest!" Minaer warned in a cold voice.

(End of this chapter)