Marriage is coming

Whatever was on his mind, Mu Jingshen's cell phone rang, and it was Lin Xuan who called.

"Ah Shen?"

Mu Jingshen held the phone, but didn't answer it, Rong Ci glanced at him, and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing? Calling!"

If he didn't answer, she also knew that Lin Xuan was afraid and told him to go back to accompany her.

I drove the housekeeper back in the afternoon, and now I'm afraid and want to call someone again. Mu Jingshen didn't intend to get used to his bad habits, he didn't mean to answer, knowing that the phone would naturally hang up.

Coming out of Chongguang Bar, Mu Jingshen asked Shen Rui to check Fan Qiao's current location.

Fan Qiao has a small problem. When he is away from home, he never leaves his mobile phone.

Mu's had technical cooperation in this area, so he didn't plan to wait for that person to contact him, and asked Shen Rui to locate Fan Qiao's phone directly.

Shen Rui sent the address.

"The abandoned experimental warehouse in the eastern suburbs."

After reading the address, Mu Jingshen put the phone on silent and stuffed it back into his trousers.

Rong Ci's lips twitched: "So fast?"

"Qiaoqiao's mobile phone number can be located. She is in poor health and willful. I do this just in case."

Rong Ci pondered for a moment, staring at the road in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Since you can't forget Qiao Qiao, you shouldn't have married Lin Xuan in the first place."

"Ah Shen, you are so unfair, whether it is to Qiao Qiao or Lin Xuan."

Mu Jingshen didn't answer. He is not a person who likes to regret, because he knows that the most stingy thing in the world is if, and the most painful regret.

"Hurry up."

He remained silent, changed the subject, Rong Ci glanced at him, and a thousand words were buried in his throat.

The wind and rain outside were turbulent, and even when they reached the gate of the experimental warehouse, they couldn't block the wind and rain. Mu Jingshen got out of the car first, and the rain swept in. The cold raindrops mercilessly hit Mu Jingshen's body and wet his shirt. Thin, it seems that the texture inside can be seen.

He strolled inside, and Rong Ci followed.

Fan Qiao was drenched in the rain, and her lips were pale. When she saw Mu Jingshen and Rong Ci, tears flowed down her face. Her hands were wrapped in tape, and some of them were not bleeding, and her fingertips were turning purple.

"A Shen!"

"Let go."

Mu Jingshen's eyes were light, if it wasn't for Fan Qiao standing beside him, he would really step forward.

The person behind Fan Qiao was playing with a knife in his hand, with a casual smile on his face, gesticulating beside Fan Qiao, and might cut her blood vessels at any time.

The blood on her face dissipated, and the man's voice was very soft: "Mr. Mu, with just two words from you, it's against the rules of the Tao to ask me to return the person I've worked so hard on?"

The corners of Mu Jingshen's lips rose: "Tell me, what do you want?"

"Tsk, I have long heard that Mr. Mu has no regrets about his first love. I thought it was just a rumor. It seems that the situation is not much worse than the rumors, isn't it?"

The kidnappers laughed out loud at what this man said.

"Then I won't beat around the bush. Give me 5000 million, Miss Fan, and I'll let you take it back unscathed." After the man finished speaking, he added, "I want cash."

Mu Jingshen nodded, and gave Rong Ci a look.

5000 million, cannot be compared with Fan Qiao's safety.

Rong Ci also thought so, he went straight out, made a phone call, and it was Shen Rui who sent the money.

Inside a safe, the man pointed to the ground: "Let's put it down, please trouble Mr. Mu and Dean Rong to go out first, and come back in 10 minutes."

Before coming, Mu Jingshen didn't dare to call the police, because he was afraid that he would not know the details of the kidnappers and hurt Fan Qiao.

Now it seems that these people have clean hands and feet and are experienced, and I am afraid they have done this kind of thing.