Mu Heng hung up the phone without answering, he believed that whether it was out of hatred or out of feelings for Mu Qingyun, she would compromise.

Fan Yao stood in place and thought about it for a long time, and finally took the boy next to him to the depths of the woods.

Mu Heng watched Fan Yao go over there and sent him a message to a thug nearby, and the thug immediately went to the broken house and waited.

Fan Yao led Zijin all the way to the dilapidated house, "Mom, why are we here, didn't you say that you want to take Zijin to the playground to play?"

Fan Yao's footsteps suddenly felt a little unbearable, but now she has no way out, since she is Gu Qing's child, Mu Qingyun shouldn't do anything to him......

Crunch...

The door in front of him suddenly opened, and out of it came a man with dyed yellow hair, tattooed arms, and a fierce face.

"What kind of Fan Yao are you?" the man looked Fan Yao up and down with shaking legs.

Fan Yao's heart tightened, it was impossible for Mu Qingyun to have this kind of person around him, he was a serious bodyguard, but the person in front of him clearly looked like a gangster.

Fan Yao's heart suddenly became vigilant, it seemed that Mu Heng arranged this, but because of what? could it be that there was any hatred between him and Chu Baihan?

She couldn't see that Mu Heng was so well disguised, if it was really because of his personal grudge with Chu Baihan, Mu Qingyun would definitely not know about it.

Then she can't leave Chu Zijin here!

"What about you, are you dumb!?" Seeing that Fan Yao didn't speak, the little gangster was really impatient to wait, and shouted at Fan Yao in a flirtatious tone.

Hearing this person's tone being so fierce, Zijin held his mouth and hid behind Fan Yao.

Fan Yao hurriedly picked up Zijin and comforted him.

Fan Yao patted Zijin on the back and explained to the little gangster.

"I'm really sorry I don't know the person you said, my son just wanted to go to the toilet, but it was too far away, I was afraid that he couldn't hold it back, so I thought about bringing him here to solve it. ”

Fan Yao originally thought that he could escape with his cleverness, but he didn't expect the little gangster to take out a photo from his arms and look back and forth.

"Dare to lie to Lao Tzu! This photo is clearly you!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Fan Yao ran outside with Zijin in her arms, but as soon as she turned around, her whole person bumped into a solid chest.

"Miss Fan, where are you going?" Mu Heng's voice was lazy but not lacking in aggression.

"Sure enough, it's you!" Fan Yao looked at Mu Heng with annoyance.

"Of course it's me, I guess you had doubts before, but unfortunately it's useless to just doubt. Mu Heng looked like a villain, and Fan Yao, who was watching it, couldn't wait to rush up and punch him.

"In this way, I will definitely be exposed, and you are not afraid that Mu Qingyun will clean you up!?"

Fan Yao's hand holding Zijin tightened and tightened, and she suddenly figured it out at this moment.

The things of the previous generation have passed, and Gu Qing's father has not died well, and he has received the punishment he deserves, so she treats God as if God favors her, doesn't want her to dirty her hands, and helps her take revenge.

Now looking at Mu Heng's posture, it must be a bad person, she must not hand over Zijin to him, otherwise it is difficult to guarantee that he will do something out of the ordinary.

"Snort. Mu Heng sneered, "He is a person who is about to go to hell, what am I afraid of him doing?"

Fan Yao was stunned for a moment, what did you go to hell? How could Mu Qingyun be such a shrewd person to be calculated by Mu Heng? She staggered back a few times, "What do you mean?"

That's what it means literally. After speaking, Mu Heng stretched out his hand and wanted to take away the child.

Fan Yao was startled, and quickly turned around and ran.

But she was thin and weak, and she was holding a four-year-old child, so she couldn't run fast at all, and she was caught up by Mu Heng and the little gangster in a few steps.

Mu Heng restrained Fan Yao, and the little gangster rushed up and knocked Zijin out.

Fan Yao was startled, how could such a young child stand it, but Zijin pursed his mouth and kept silent, no matter how much he shed tears

"You lighten! He's Chu Baihan's child!"

The thug threw him into the house with Zijin in his hand, Fan Yao struggled desperately to get over, but her strength was so different that she couldn't break free from Mu Heng's clamp at all.

"Anyway, it's Chu Baihan's child, what do you have to feel sorry for? Mu Heng said contemptuously.

Fan Yao took advantage of Mu Heng's inattention and bit his wrist, and Mu Heng was pained. Fan Yao hurriedly pushed him away and ran to the dilapidated house.

The room was extremely dark because it was in the woods, and when Fan Yao came in, he saw Zijin huddled into a small group and squatting in the corner, his shoulders twitching.

"Zijin ......" Fan Yao felt a sense of shame in her heart, if it weren't for her, things wouldn't have turned out like this, and such a young child would have suffered such a crime because of her......

The little guy in the corner looked up at the sound, with a trace of undried tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Mom. Zijin threw himself into Fan Yao's arms.

Fan Yao hugged him tightly, feeling very distressed, such a well-behaved child should have a beautiful and sunny childhood, and there should not be a little gloom or flaw.

"Zijin is good, it's okay, mom is here. ”

Mu Heng saw that Fan Yao rushed in, so he simply asked the little gangster to tie her up, and when Chu Baihan came, he said that she had kidnapped Chu Zijin.

It's all taken care of here, and now it's time to go back to Mu Qingyun to report the news.

Mu Heng called the little gangster and instructed him, "I'll call you later, and you can let Fan Yao go." ”

The thug snapped his fingers and said pompously, "No problem." ”

After Mu Heng left, the little gangster sat in the room and played with his mobile phone, and then he was afraid that he would not be able to receive Mu Heng's call if he ran out of power, so he put it away.

After staying for a while, he suddenly saw that Zijin's soft and glutinous little boy was very interesting, so he wanted to come over and tease him.

But as soon as Chu Zijin saw him, he hid behind Fan Yao, and he was so angry that he directly carried Zijin to him.

Fan Yao's hands were tied behind her back, and she was afraid that the mountain cannon in front of her would hurt Zijin.

But he couldn't do anything, so he could only rush over and block in front of Zijin, staring at the little gangster nervously, "What are you doing!?"

The man ignored her, and just looked at the boy with anger.

"How old are you?"

Zijin still ignored him.

"Little Wang, I've given you face, right!?" After speaking, the little thug raised his slap and fanned Zijin.

Fan Yao hurriedly stepped forward to block, but he was still a step too slow, and Zijin was slapped to the ground by him, with a bright red palm print on the back of his neck.

Fan Yao hurriedly quickened the movements of her hand, and she felt that the rope was about to break.