Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 587 You Can Only Choose One (2)
Song Qiyan thought of Fang Qingyun's unsightly and miserable appearance just now, and felt like a knife was twisting his heart.

It's best that Ziqi didn't encounter such a situation, otherwise he would definitely make those gangsters pay a heavy price!

Qin Yuan's cell phone rang, he looked at the number, his face was a little weird, then he picked up the phone and walked away.

Song Qiyan heard a sentence when he turned around: "Professor Fang..."

Thinking about it, it should be that the Qin family learned the news of Fang Qingyun's kidnapping and came to find a teacher to question her.

On a very cold night, Song Qiyan felt that he was sweating from the heat. He unbuttoned another button of his shirt, turned his head inadvertently, and saw a round head protruding from the corner of the corridor.

"So-and-so?" Song Qiyan called out uncertainly.

Then, that head immediately shrank back to the wall, but it didn't take long before it stuck out surreptitiously.

"Jin Moumou!"

Song Qiyan roared worriedly and annoyed, then strode over and pulled out a small figure from behind the wall, "Who brought you here? Didn't you tell you to stay at home?"

Jin Moumou was carrying his big schoolbag on his back, sniffing his nose, under his flat bangs, his big round eyes rolled back and forth, and when he was dragged out by Song Qiyan, he wanted to run, but was picked up tightly.

"So-and-so?!"

Su Ningxue turned pale with fright, stepped forward to take the child from Song Qiyan's hand, looked up and down so-and-so, touched this and that, she couldn't believe that the child who was supposed to be at home actually stood in front of her.

Jin Moumou grinned: "I took a taxi by myself," then took out a handful of broken money from his trouser pocket, and held it in Xiaorou's hand: "The driver uncle lent me 50 yuan, and there is still 16 yuan left. .”

"What about the other 34 yuan?" Su Ningxue felt that the driver was an honest person and did not abduct the child.

Jin Moumou hid the money back in his bag again: "Pay the fare! Grandma is so stupid, she doesn't know that you have to pay the fare for taking a taxi, and it's not her own car." Jin Moumou laughed.

It's just that before he finished laughing, Song Qiyan picked him up again, "Ah—"

Then Jin was hit hard on the two petals of his buttocks several times.

Song Qiyan hadn't started to teach this ignorant brat a lesson when Zou Xiang hurried over there.

Throwing Jin XX casually to Su Ningxue, Song Qiyan walked up: "What did the police say?"

Zou Xiang shook his head, looking quite disappointed: "I still haven't found out where those cars went. It seems that the kidnapping was carefully planned by the other party, and there was not even a single flaw left."

Song Qiyan's face darkened, together with Su Ningxue and others, they also showed apprehension, only Jin looked around.

"Who was kidnapped?" The child asked curiously.

Song Qiyan turned around, not intending to answer his son's sensitive question.

Su Ningxue and Qiao Nan looked at each other, and at the same time reached out to stroke the head of so-and-so, but remained silent.

Jin Moumou blinked, slipped off Su Ningxue's lap, and ran to Jin Zhaodong's side.

"Grandpa, why didn't you see Qiqi, where did Qiqi go?"

It's rare for my grandson to be so kind to me, but it's just to get some words out of my mouth...

Jin Zhaodong squatted down, put his arms around someone, and stroked his chubby face: "Qiqi—"

Only when he opened his mouth did he realize how difficult it is to lie to a child.

Perhaps Jin Zhaodong's hesitation for a moment leaked some important news. Jin was stunned for a few seconds, then he grinned, his pink and fair face flushed, and he burst into tears.

"Wow... Qiqi..."

Jin Moumou pushed Jin Zhaodong away while crying, went to Song Qiyan's feet, and tugged at his father's trousers.

Song Qiyan was worried about his wife being kidnapped. Hearing his son crying again, he patted his son's head and said softly, "Don't worry, Dad will rescue Qiqi."

Jin Moumou cried pitifully, wiped his tears and snot with Song Qiyan's trousers, and then pulled Song Qiyan's trousers vigorously, "Mobile phone... mobile phone... woo..."

Although Song Qiyan felt sorry for his son, he was also worried that his pants would be ripped off, so he simply squatted down, took out his mobile phone to Jin, and then wanted to hug his son: "Don't cry, Qiqi will be fine..."

However, he still held Jin Moumou into his arms, and Jin Moumou had already turned his arms out of his hands with his mobile phone, pressed a few times on the screen of the mobile phone, and then put the mobile phone on the screen with a pair of small hands. ear.

The crying subsided for a while, and Jin Moumou twitched his small shoulders, blowing snot from his nose.

In just a few seconds, the heart-piercing howls of children echoed in the corridor——

"Nuan Nuan's mother-in-law... woo woo... Qiqi was kidnapped... Mother-in-law asks grandpa to send troops to rescue Qiqi, okay... Mother-in-law... the only person you can trust is you!"

Song Qiyan, Su Ningxue and others: "..."

Zou Xiang, who was on the side, looked at Jin Moumou who turned his back to rescue the soldiers with admiration, and he had to sigh that he was worthy of being a boss, who knew how to use all available interpersonal relationships!

If this really mobilized an army, those gangsters would be crushed to ashes in the blink of an eye.

However, the ideal is full, but the reality is skinny.

Zou Xiang sighed, turned his head and asked Song Qiyan in a low voice: "Boss, do we really want to sit and wait for death?"

I don't know when the gangsters will call and ask for a ransom.

Song Qiyan stared at Jin Moumou's back, and said coolly: "Zou Xiang, you have been with me for so long, do you think I am the kind of wine bag and rice bag that is controlled by others?"

Zou Xiang quickly said: "Of course not, I believe that with the means of the boss, there must be a way."

means?

Song Qiyan raised his eyebrows, and glanced lightly at Zou Xiang. Zou Xiang's whole body shook, "Ahem, it's wit..."

Normally, Song Qiyan might have scolded Zou Xiang with a smile, but at this moment, he couldn't laugh even if he wanted to, his mouth was bitter, his heart was dry, and a stagnation in his heart was difficult to relieve.

Because now, he doesn't even know who kidnapped his beloved wife.

"Papa, your phone is ringing!" Jin Moumou ran over and returned the phone.

Song Qiyan lowered his head, looked at the strange number displayed on the phone, his heart was beating extremely fast, and then he picked it up, and the other party briefly explained the purpose of his visit, and when he hung up the phone, everyone's eyes had already fallen on him.

Song Qiyan pursed his lips, and disclosed the content of the phone call: "The other party said, the day after tomorrow, it will cost one billion."

"One billion?" Yin Li was a little dumbfounded, "Fang Qingyun is three billion, Zi Qi only needs one billion?"

When did Fang Qingyun's life become more valuable than Xiao Qi's?
(End of this chapter)