Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

The atmosphere at the dinner table was unusually delicate.

Yan Huan only picked up the rice in his bowl, while Wen Yi kept putting vegetables in Li Ming's formula, and whispered from time to time.

An ordinary dinner made her taste like chewing wax.

"Buzz -"

The mobile phone suddenly vibrated. Yan Huan wiped his hand and took the mobile phone.

Yan Huan wanted to ignore a strange news, but she was shocked when she saw the picture in the text message.

In the photo, mu ziqiao was tied up and his little face was full of dirt.

He lay silent on the ground as if he were dead.

"PATA -" chopsticks accidentally fell to the ground.

Li mingjue looked back at her, "what's the matter?"

Yan Huan turned pale and said, "it's all right. I'm full. You continue to eat."

"Just a few bites?"

"I'm not hungry."

She smiled faintly, "by the way, I'll go out."

"Where are you going?"

"At the mall, I promised Joe to give him a toy model. I forgot when I was busy moving today. At this time, the mall should not be closed."

Li mingjue put down his chopsticks, "I'll send you there."

"No..."

"Ming Jue!" Wen Yi pulled Li mingjue and said with a sweet smile, "just go shopping. You forget you have to be busy at night. Just let the driver send her."

"I took Miss Wen's kindness, but I'm still used to shopping by myself. I won't bother Mr. Li and the driver. I'll go first."

Yan Huan finished and hurried out of the restaurant.

As soon as she got into a taxi, Yan Huan took a big breath, and her little face was very white.

The master looked back at her, "girl, are you okay? You look so bad?"

Yan Huan held his back and raised his eyes. "I'm fine, master. Please go to the western suburb harbor."

"Girl, it's far from Xigang. It'll take two hours to go."

"Just go, I can afford the fare."

"Yes!"

When the car started, Yan Huan held her knees and was still trembling all over.

Holding her cell phone tightly, she looked at the picture in the text message... And the text under the picture repeatedly.

[if you don't want your son to die, hurry to the western suburb harbor. Remember, if you dare to tell others, your son will lose a finger. If you dare to call the police, he will die!]

Yan Huan took a deep breath and shivered to call Li Ying.

"Hello, Miss Li?"

"Joe, mom?"

"I want to ask, is Joe still at school?"

"Ah? Joe Joe was picked up by your driver at noon. He said it was something at home. Don't you know?"

Yan Huan clenched his cell phone and forced a smile. "That may be what his father said. It's okay. I'll call his father and ask him. Teacher, you're busy."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Huan forced herself to calm down.

The kidnapper didn't mention the ransom, which means that the other party must be someone familiar with himself.

The faces of countless acquaintances flashed through her mind, but she couldn't be sure who they were.

Two hours later, the western suburb harbor.

Yan Huan got out of the car and the message rang again.

This time, the address given by the other party is in the opposite direction of the western suburb.

Yan Huan looked at the deserted harbor around and walked towards the wasteland in the East.

In early autumn, the wind was cool. Coupled with the storm last night, it was cold outside.

Yan Huan wrapped his coat tightly and pressed his hand on the fruit knife in his clothes. His heart gradually settled down.

When she arrived at the place indicated by the text message, she found that it was just a wasteland without even a root of weeds around.

There is a bottle of mineral water in the open space.

Yan Huan frowned and walked over. The mobile phone rang at this time.

Drink the water

Yan Huan looked slightly stiff and didn't move for a long time.

The text message came again.

Do you still want to see your son

Yan Huan clenched his back teeth and whispered, "son of a bitch, don't let me catch who you are!"

She picked up the water on the ground, drank it up and crushed the bottle.

The message rang again.

Continue 200 meters east, and your son is right there

Yan Huan looked 200 meters to the East and could only see a small river and grass higher than people.

She touched the knife in her arms and walked to the East.

After crossing the grass and small bridge, a huge pile of sand appeared in front of us.

Yan Huan twisted her eyebrows and bypassed the sand pile. She was surprised to find that she had arrived at a construction site.

It seems to be abandoned here. Only half of the foundation has been built. Old sand nets, broken steel bars and protective fences filled with red letters can be seen everywhere.

Yan Huan looked at the bird's-eye view outside the guardrail and realized that this was a water park.

Just this drawing, she always feels very familiar. She seems to have seen it in her father's study

Until she saw the company name under the drawing, her chest shook.

This is the building just approved by his father before he committed suicide!

Because of his father's death, the buildings here were naturally shelved.

Yan Huan closed her lips and her mind was in chaos.

Why did the kidnappers choose to imprison Joe here?

Is it just a coincidence?

Or... Something else?

While thinking, a flower suddenly appeared in front of me.

Yan Huan had to hold the fence to stand firm.

It must be the bottle of water just now!

"That's her!" A rough male voice sounded.

Yan Huan raised her eyes and saw a group of migrant workers appear in front of her.

"You are..."

The leading migrant worker pointed to her and shouted, "she is Yan Chuanshan's daughter!"

"You're welcome! His Yan Chuanshan made us have no food! We slept with her daughter! Let him be restless under the nine springs!"

Yan Huan suddenly contracted his pupils when he heard the speech.

She grabbed the fence tightly, took out the fruit knife in her arms and gave it a hard stroke forward.

"I see who dares to touch me! The knife in my hand doesn't have eyes!"

The migrant workers were startled and took two steps back.

"I'm afraid of farts! Can she beat our masters with a little girl?"

The leading migrant worker looked at her with a sneer: "little girl, I advise you to put down the knife obediently, and the man can make you feel good, otherwise the drug will take effect later. You beg us to sleep, and we won't sleep with you! Ha ha --"

Yan Huan's black eyes were angry. "Did you catch my son? Where is he?"

"Have you ever had a son?"

The migrant workers rubbed their hands with an obscene smile. "Well, I like the women who have had children best. It's easy to do! Ha ha ha!"

"Foul language! Don't you have children?"

The migrant worker's expression was suddenly cold. "I used to have a family and a mouth. It's not because your father's bastard stopped the project. Dozens of us haven't started work for a whole year. We can't send money. My wife ran away with her children! I happen to count this account on you together!"

Then the migrant worker came forward and grabbed Yan Huan's wrist.

"Go away!"

Yan Huan's scalp exploded and waved a knife recklessly.

"Ah!"

The migrant worker covered her bloody wrist and slapped her hard.

Yan Huan's head was buzzed by the fan, his body fell to the ground, and a heat stream flowed down from his nose.

Ignoring the bloody smell, Yan Huan picked up the fruit knife on the ground and shouted at several people, "you want to touch me unless I die!"

"It's quite strong." The man sneered, "I'll see how long you can last."

When the man's words fell, Yan Huan suddenly felt the heaviness in his head, and his whole body began to get hot. There was a soft itching feeling of ants crawling