After admitting her wrong husband, she climbed the wall overnight with her three treasures

Probably because he didn't expect Mo Beixiao to say that, Lu Chengshan raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "There are quite a few people I can use here, and I don't have to find someone who knows this little girl."

As he spoke, he took a long drag on the cigarette and said in a calm voice: "It's not your biological son, so you don't have to do it so personally."

Each of the kidnappers opposite had a criminal record in the police station. They were all extremely vicious and would do anything for money.

The Mo family almost lost one Mo Nanze due to a car accident five years ago. Now the remaining Mo Beixiao is the only child of the Mo family.

The Lu family had a close relationship with Mr. Mo, so Lu Chengshan was naturally unwilling to let Mo Beixiao take such a risk.

No need.

There was no expression on Mo Beixiao's face, and his bottomless eyes were still looking at the warehouse in the distance: "To those kidnappers, your people are of little value."

"And I'm different."

Behind him is the Mo family with hundreds of billions of assets, and he is now the only male in charge of the Mo family.

Even if the kidnappers were entrusted to kidnap Mianmian, they were not fools.

A little girl who can be used to extort eight million is nothing compared to a man like him, the president of the Mo Group, who is extremely valuable.

Lu Chengshan's fingers holding the cigarette paused slightly: "Are you going to replace that little girl?"

"She's only five, so she's probably terrified."

she is too small.

Those small arms and legs may have been broken by the kidnapper with just a little force.

He couldn't let the little girl remain in the hands of those people.

Lu Chengshan couldn't smoke anymore.

He frowned and put out the cigarette, then raised his eyes and looked at Mo Beixiao like he was looking at a monster: "I think you are really crazy!"

"Do you know how Mr. Mo and his boat will survive if something happens to you?"

"Our old man made a promise to your grandfather five years ago. As long as my Lu family is here, you, Mo Beixiao, will not be put in any danger!"

"Now you take the initiative to be a hostage for the kidnappers. If something happens, what do you want me to tell the old man?"

Mo Beixiao raised his lips and smiled faintly: "It is precisely because of this that I want to take Mianmian's place as a hostage."

"Because you won't put me in any danger."

Lu Chengshan rolled his eyes at him helplessly: "I don't think Qin Hanshuang can wait until you get divorced and get back together with her."

This was the first time in the five years he had known Mo Beixiao that he had seen him so crazy.

"It has nothing to do with my feelings for Jiang Yi'an."

Mo Beixiao looked away, took out Lu Chengshan's cigarette box from his pocket, picked up one and lit it: "I just like Mianmian."

Lu Chengshan gave him a helpless look and tried desperately to convince him: "Then there's no need for you to go."

"Maybe these people just let the little girl go after taking the ransom?"

"If it were an ordinary kidnapper, he might actually let him go after getting the money."

The man frowned and took a puff of cigarette: "But these people all have criminal records and have killed people."

"They know better than anyone what will be waiting for them if we call the police or if we find people like you who hire companies."

"The only trump card they have is hostages."

"They will not throw this card away before leaving Rongcheng completely."

"No one can guarantee what will happen during this period."

"It is not impossible that these people killed the hostages before getting on the plane."

"I don't want Mianmian to be in danger all the time."

Lu Chengshan was silent.

After a long while, he breathed a long sigh of relief and smiled helplessly: "I don't know when you became so caring."

"For such a little girl..."

After a while, Lu Chengshan raised his eyes and glanced at Mo Beixiao lightly: "Okay."

"Since you have already decided, as a brother, I can only help you."

"Thank you."

Mo Beixiao took another deep drag on his cigarette: "Don't tell grandpa about this."

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

……

Police station.

When Jiang Yi'an hung up the phone, Mi Xiaobei was already standing beside her with the police officers.

Her previous conversations with Mo Beixiao and Jiang Sinuo had all been recorded by the police officer's tape recorder.

Jiang Yi'an actually saw the police arriving when she made the call, so she kept the speakerphone on.

Therefore, Mi Xiaobei also overheard her conversations with Jiang Sinuo and Mo Beixiao.

Mi Xiaobei bit her lip, walked to Jiang Yi'an with tears in her eyes and held her arm: "What are you going to do now?"

Jiang Yi'an took a deep breath: "Go to Mianmian, go to Mo Beixiao."

Mianmian is her daughter, and she cannot entrust Mianmian's life to others.

Even if Mo Beixiao had promised her, she still couldn't completely rest assured.

Although she believed that Mo Beixiao would take Mianmian's matter seriously since he said so, she still couldn't rest assured.

After becoming a mother, she realized that many things about her children had to be done by herself to feel at ease.

No matter how diligent and serious Mo Beixiao is, he and Mian Mian are not related by blood.

He will do the best he can, but he won't be 100% devoted to Mianmian like her.

"But……"

Mi Xiaobei frowned: "But didn't Mo Beixiao say... that he would bring Mianmian back?"

"You are a woman's house. Even if you go there... you probably won't be able to help much, right?"

After all, Mo Beixiao is a man, and he is very rich and has many powerful people under his command.

At least Mi Xiaobei, who was from Rongcheng, had seen the news before that Mo Beixiao was in danger and was rescued by some powerful mercenaries.

There seems to be a mysterious mercenary group in Rongcheng that has been secretly protecting Mo Beixiao.

Therefore, Mi Xiaobei also believed that with Mo Beixiao's mysterious mercenary group here, Mianmian would be fine.

"Even if I can't help you, I'm still going."

Jiang Yi'an bit her lip, and the light in her eyes was very determined: "I can't leave my child's life in the hands of others."

Even if she just watched from the side without causing any trouble, she would go.

Hearing what she said, Mi Xiaobei knew that he couldn't persuade Jiang Yi'an.

She also understood Jiang Yi'an.

After Grandma Jiang passed away, Hanghang and Mianmian were Jiang Yi'an's only relatives, and Hanghang was still seriously ill...

If something happened to Mianmian this time, Jiang Yi'an's life might be lost by half.

but……

Mi Xiaobei pursed her lips: "An'an, do you know where Mo Beixiao and Mianmian are now?"