Xiao Jun's feet kicked indiscriminately in the air, and accidentally kicked the man directly, and the man covered his lower body so painfully that he couldn't straighten his waist.

"You dead kid, what Uncle Zhao, who is Uncle Zhao."

Sun Mengyin pressed Xiaojun, a five-year-old child has a lot of strength. She was sweating profusely trying to catch him.

"Uncle Zhao is Uncle Zhao. It's Uncle Zhao, who is often with his mother. He's very powerful, wait for him to come and kill you two bad guys. ”

Xiao Jun was pressed on the bed by Sun Mengyin, twisting her body desperately, Sun Mengyin was face to face with him, and suddenly a face flashed in her mind.

Uncle Zhao? The surname is Zhao.

Zhao Zifeng......

Sun Mengyin looked at this child, and the feeling at this glance was that he was seeing Zhao Zifeng himself.

She suddenly squinted, it turned out that this child was Zhao Zifeng's.

But hasn't Sun Mengjiao broken up with Zhao Zifeng?

Her brain was spinning fast, if this child was Zhao Zifeng's seed, then 50 million would be too little. According to Zhao Zifeng's strength, it is easy to take one casually and recall it.

The man who came with Sun Mengyin covered his lower body and jumped for a long time before he came to his senses. He angrily ripped the sheets on the bed and tied Xiaojun directly.

"Let's call, we're going to get rich."

Sun Mengyin took out her mobile phone and asked the man to call Sun Mengjiao.

"Sun Mengjiao is not your sister, it is more appropriate for you to call this number."

The man did not dare to move. Sun Mengyin glanced at him contemptuously: "Coward." That's all you have to offer. Hmph......"

The man was silent, and Sun Mengyin dialed the phone to Sun Mengjiao.

"Dear sister, Xiaojun is in my hands."

"Don't mess around, you say how much it costs."

Sun Mengjiao knew that Sun Mengyin would call her, and now she was driving around the city, thinking about where Sun Mengyin might have taken Xiaojun, the Sun family was impossible, and it would arouse suspicion.

"Sister, you're really refreshing, I like it."

Sun Mengyin smiled proudly on the phone.

"Don't talk nonsense, you can tell me how many numbers you want, and let Xiaojun go immediately."

Sun Mengjiao's hands holding the steering wheel were all sweaty, and Xiaojun was in Sun Mengyin's hands, and she was very nervous.

As long as she is willing to let Xiaojun go, she will give her as much money as she wants.

"You said that you are now the vice president of the company, if you ask you to be less, I feel embarrassed, 100 million."

Sun Mengjiao slammed on the brakes.

If it weren't for the seat belt, her head would have been broken, and the front bumper of the car almost chased someone else's rear end.

"How do you drive?"

The co-pilot poked out a man's head and yelled at her.

Sun Mengjiao stabilized her mind, and the hand holding the phone trembled because of anger.

"Sun Mengyin, even if you want the lion to open your mouth, you can't say 100 million, where did I get so much money for you."

100 million, how could Sun Mengyin think she had 100 million?

"It doesn't matter if you don't, but Zhao Zifeng has, isn't this Zhao Zifeng's son? Look at this face, this nose, and this mouth, it is simply carved out of Zhao Zifeng's mold. ”

Sun Ziyin reached out and touched Xiaojun's face, and pinched his face, Xiaojun shouted loudly: "Mommy, save me." There are two bad guys here, a bad man and a bad woman. ”

"Smack......

Sun Mengyin raised his hand and slapped Xiaojun. Sun Mengjiao heard the sound of slapping on her mobile phone, and her heart suddenly pinched.

"Sun Mengyin, Xiaojun is not Zhao Zifeng's son at all, it's useless for you to threaten him with this."

Sun Mengjiao finally understood why Sun Mengyin asked her for so much money, and it turned out that she saw that Xiaojun was Zhao Zifeng's son.

"It's not Zhao Zifeng's, who are you fooling! Anyone with eyes can see that this little mold is exactly the same as Zhao Zifeng. ”

Sun Mengyin asked the man who followed him to tie up Xiaojun to make him stop Xiaojun's mouth, so that he wouldn't keep calling him.

"So what? There are more people in this world who look alike, and it can't be proved that the child is Zhao Zifeng's. ”

Sun Mengjiao gritted her teeth, not knowing what they had done to Xiaojun.

"My sister, why are you so nervous? Why are you so afraid that Zhao Zifeng will know that this child is his? Oh......"

Sun Mengyin lengthened his voice.

"I remember that you and him seem to be divorced, you ran away with the ball at that time, because you were afraid that the Zhao family would know that your son would be taken away, and you will never see your son from now on, right? Tsk......"

Sun Mengyin smiled especially brightly.

"Sun Mengyin, I warn you not to go too far."

Hearing that Sun Mengyin turned over the previous events, she couldn't wait to break Sun Mengyin's body to pieces.

"Excessive? Who is going too far? I tied up your son and asked you for money, and you thought I was excessive, and you forced me to terminate the contract with the company and kicked me out of the company, why didn't you say that you were excessive? Sun Mengjiao, let me tell you, don't think I can't do anything about you. ”

Sun Mengyin almost roared.

"It's the company's opinion to let you terminate the contract, if you still want to come back, as long as you let Xiaojun go, I promise the company to sign a three-year contract with you."

Sun Mengjiao couldn't help it, if she poisoned Xiaojun, she would regret it.

"Sign a three-year contract with the company?"

Sun Mengyin smiled coldly on the other end of the phone.

"Are you saying that I signed a contract with the company, and if I want money, I have to make money for your condensation film industry? Do you think I'm stupid? When I ask Zhao Zifeng if I take your son and ask him for 100 million, what else will I be a star? Do I need to make a movie? ”

Sun Mengyin smiled presumptuously.

"Zhao Zifeng doesn't know that Xiaojun is his son, he won't give you money."

Is Zhao Zifeng going to save Xiaojun? Sun Mengjiao was not sure, and she didn't hold out any hope.

"It's useless for you to say anything, he doesn't know that Xiaojun is his son, but you do. You just ask Zhao Zifeng to come up with 100 million to give me, as for your private affairs, I'm not very interested. ”

Sun Mengyin hung up the phone unceremoniously.

Sun Mengjiao's life was too good, she bumped into Zhao Zifeng, obviously she was in prison, but in a blink of an eye, she actually became Zhao Zifeng's wife. finally waited until they broke up, Sun Mengjiao went abroad and never appeared in front of her again.

She thought that she would never see Sun Mengjiao again, but five years later, she came back and became the director of Condensation Pictures.

The more Sun Mengyin thought about it, the more angry she became, she had already occupied the entire Sun family, and Sun Yuanshan only had her daughter in her heart, why did Sun Mengjiao come back with a lot of success.

She was unwilling and unconvinced.

Sun Mengjiao looked at the phone that was hung up, and her heart tightened, she used her mobile phone to call Qin Xiao, at this time, she didn't know who to look for except Qin Xiao.

"Hey ......"

The phone rang twice, and Qin Xiao answered.

"Qin Xiao, where are you now?"

Sun Mengjiao is a little masterless, no matter how calm she is, she can't control the fear in her heart.

"I'm in the United States now, and I'll talk about it when I get back."

A noisy voice came from Qin Xiao's side, and the phone quickly hung up. Sun Mengjiao suddenly looked like a kite with a broken string, and her heart was scattered.

Qin Xiao was not there, and when she called Zhao Zifeng, he had that cold and cold attitude, she didn't know if he would help her save Xiaojun.

But Sun Mengjiao had no choice but to think about it, she could only pull Zhao Zifeng's phone again, and the phone rang for a long time and everyone answered, Sun Mengjiao was completely dead.

She called Sun Mengyin's phone, and after ringing nearly five times, it was connected, and Sun Mengyin's voice was lazy.

"What for?"

"Where's Xiaojun? Where the hell did you take him? ”

Sun Mengjiao was almost crazy.

"Rest assured, he's safe here. I'll buy something for your son to eat later, and he's my little nephew, and I'll treat him well." By the way, how did you talk to Zhao Zifeng about money? I'm patient, my friend's patience isn't enough. ”

Sun Mengyin scared Sun Mengjiao.

"I haven't called him yet, I'll talk to him when I find him."

Sun Mengjiao didn't know where Zhao Zifeng was now, if she directly told Zhao Zifeng that Xiaojun was his biological son, would he go to save him?

"Oh? Then you still find Zhao Zifeng and call me again, and don't think about calling the police, you forced me to be anxious, and I will die with your son. ”

Sun Mengyin hung up the phone, Sun Mengjiao's nails were deeply pinched into the flesh, and the blood was about to flow out.

She no longer drove around, but turned around and drove towards the Zhao Group.

Since you can't get through to Zhao Zifeng's phone, it's always okay to go to the company to find Zhao Zifeng.

The employees of Zhao's Group knew Sun Mengjiao, and when they saw her coming, they led her to the special elevator with a smile.

Zhao Zifeng's office is located on the highest floor of the Zhao Group Building, and Sun Mengjiao walked into his office without seeing anyone else.

"Mr. Sun, our Mr. Zhao is in a meeting, you sit down first."

Zhao's staff poured her a hot milk tea, and she smiled and thanked her softly. She sat quietly in the spacious office, the milk tea was held tightly in her heart, and because of the nervousness, all ten knuckles were slightly white.

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Sun of the Cohesion Society of Film and Television is here."

"Make her wait."

Zhao Zifeng sat in the conference room.

The meeting was over, and all the shareholders walked out in turn.

Yao Qian was busy collecting the documents on the desk, and when she heard Sun Mengjiao coming, her eyes froze for a moment.

Assistant Xiaolin was not there, the company's staff walked in and told him that Sun Mengjiao was coming, Zhao Zifeng sat in the office, his bony fingers supported his smooth chin, his back was deeply leaning on the leather chair, and his eyes were deep looking at the documents on the table.

"Help me get the documents back to the office, I'll go to another office now, and in an hour, Sun Mengjiao will ask you again if I have finished the meeting and take her to me."

"Okay".

The company employee answered and went out.

Zhao Zifeng got up and left the conference room.

Yao Qian packed up her documents and did not follow Zhao Zifeng, but greeted him and said that she remembered that she still had something to do, and turned around and went to the big office.

Sun Mengjiao sat on the sofa, and her heart was raised in the middle of the sky.

The second hand of the wall clock on the wall hurt her heart every time she walked. She suddenly remembered that she had asked Zhao Zifeng to wait for her in the office, and she made him wait for a whole afternoon, although it was indeed a meeting on the surface, but after all, she really deliberately made him wait.

Thinking of this, Sun Mengjiao's hand holding the cup deepened, and the paper cup in her hand was about to deform.

"Mr. Sun?"

Yao Qian was wearing a dark hip skirt, a light-colored V-neck top, stiletto shoes on her feet, and delicate makeup on her face, intellectual and charming.

Sun Mengjiao glanced at Yao Qian, because she had something on her mind, so she didn't react much to Yao Qian calling herself. Yao Qian thought she was deliberately pretending not to hear.

"Is there something wrong with Mr. Sun coming to Mr. Zhao?"

Yao Qian didn't care, and walked up to her with a smile on her face, her expression gentle and lovely.

"A little thing."

Sun Mengjiao's face turned pale, if it weren't for the red cover on her lips, she could almost be said to be as pale as paper.

"But Mr. Zhao is still in a meeting, why don't you tell me anything, I can help you relay it to Mr. Zhao."

Yao Qian blinked her long eyelashes that had just been grafted, and her innocent eyes were dotted with cunning.

Sun Mengjiao was slightly stunned, did Zhao Zifeng ask her to come to her? Her fingertips rubbed back and forth between the cups and she didn't speak.

"Miss Sun?"

Yao Qian seemed to sense that something was wrong with Sun Mengjiao, and called her name again. Sun Mengjiao reluctantly smiled and looked up at Yao Qian.