Hearing her mention An Qing, Fu Mochuan was surrounded by a chill: "Fan Luowei, I'm still staying here to give you a chance, do you think I really can't find anyone?" ”

At the same time as he came, he had already ordered to go down, maybe in the next second, his subordinates would call to report the news of Langcheng's safety.

"Then you go," Fan Luowei blinked, and the next second changed to a ruthless look: "I'm afraid that when you find it, it's already a corpse!" ”

The last two words made Fu Mochuan's pupils tighten, and a crack appeared on his calm face.

"Where the hell are you holding him?"

Fan Luowei looked at him, the corners of her mouth hooked up a vicious smile, no matter what it was, she finally let this man move for her.

"A place you would never have imagined, hehe, you can't find it."

Lang Cheng is only four years old, and his health has not been good since he was a child, and the sudden onset of illness in the botanical garden has made Fu Mochuan feel palpitations to this day, and now he is tied up and gagged by Wuhua and does not know where to lock up, in case one of them can't breathe...... Fu Mochuan didn't dare to imagine it.

"Tell me where he is, I won't pursue today's incident."

Fan Luowei looked at the tightness in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled even more.

"Oops, you made me so uncomfortable just now, and it still hurts."

She sat cross-legged on the bed, rubbing her wrist that was sore when she was dragged over by Fu Mochuan, and pouted at him coquettishly.

Fu Mochuan took a deep breath, looked at her a few times, took out his mobile phone and started dialing.

The corners of Fan Luowei's mouth kept hooking a sneer, listening to him talk briefly on the phone, and it turned out that Langcheng had not been found yet.

Seeing Fu Mochuan cut off the phone, she frowned delicately, "Why are you looking at people like this, it's a big deal that I will accompany him to the funeral." ”

"Where does it hurt?"

Fu Mochuan took another deep breath, sat down on the side of the bed, grabbed her hand, and began to knead it expressionlessly.

"Ah, it hurts, Brother Mochuan, can you take it lightly......" Fan Luowei screamed in a tone on the side, and the man's eyes were full of anger.

Indeed, he didn't dare to gamble, he couldn't joke with Langcheng's life, Fan Luowei really pinched his weakness this time.

It is not a dream, Fu Mochuan is really sitting in front of him, he holds her hand, and the temperature of his palm is transmitted powerfully, this scene has really not been passed for a long time, Fan Luowei squinted, and for a moment, it seemed that everything was back to before.

"Brother Mochuan, do you remember? Once I twisted my hand while filming, you were so distressed, and immediately asked someone to put ice cubes on me, you were so gentle at that time, not only did you lie to me and you lied to yourself, you also cared about me, but you didn't want to admit it. ”

She was immersed in her own reverie and was coldly interrupted by Fu Mochuan.

"Where's my son," he said in a calm tone, "Van Lowe, he's still a kid, what the hell do you want!" ”

"What about my child?" Fan Luowei raised her voice violently, "How did you force me to take it off when I was pregnant?" ”

"But you haven't given birth to him yet," Fu Mochuan held back his anger, "Fan Luowei, don't be too much. ”

He swore that when he found Langcheng safely, he would never spare this woman.

Excessive, is there a way back for her?

Fan Luowei's face turned pale, and she put forward her own conditions, "I want to see my mother release it immediately." ”

"You think I'm omnipotent?" Fu Mochuan sneered, "I promise you, as long as your mother changes her mind, she will be able to come out to see you soon." ”

Van Lowe was very dissatisfied, this promise was too illusory, and she took the risk to not get this result.

"Is there no negotiation?"

Fu Mochuan stared, "Is there anyone else around my son?" I'm going to hear if he's okay. ”

I still think about the words that came out of her mouth.

Fan Luowei sneered, after going through so much, she is no longer the stupid woman who was blinded by love.

Looking at Fu Mochuan, she propped herself up from the bed, crawled in front of him with a few steps on her knees, and hooked his neck with both hands.

"Kiss me." She demanded again, in a much tougher tone than she had just been.

Fu Mochuan's eyebrows twisted slightly, and he didn't push him away.

It was pitch black.

When Lang Cheng woke up, he felt uncomfortable, he moved his body, and found that his hands and feet were tied, and his mouth was gagged by something, and he didn't know where he was thrown, and it was difficult to move.

It was dark, cold and hard, and he glanced up, vaguely seeing that he was in a small, enclosed space, and he struggled to raise his foot and kick it, making a dull echo.

The memories of before the coma came to his mind, and he knew that he had been knocked unconscious, and he didn't know what the other party was going to do to him, but he couldn't sit still.

He whined and kicked his legs hard, trying to get some attention, whoever it was, he had to get out first.

However, his strength was indeed too small, and he stuffed something in his mouth, and after moving for a while, his breathing became more and more difficult, and he stopped struggling and gasped with difficulty.

The surroundings were very quiet, only the sound of his heavy breathing, his head was still dizzy under the effect of the anesthetic, he squinted, vaguely thinking, he couldn't die, An Qing would be sad when he knew.

On the bed in the bedroom, Fan Luowei saw that Fu Mochuan didn't move, her face turned cold, and she reached out to pull the buttons of his clothes.

As soon as his hand touched, Fu Mochuan pushed her away, "My son is not in your hands at all, is he?" You're doing so much to hold me back. ”

As soon as Lang Cheng disappeared, Fan Luowei called him, she didn't have time to kidnap Lang Cheng in person, he thought about it early in the morning, but it was just a matter of Lang Cheng's safety, and he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Fan Luowei smiled, "Do you want to try, do you find him first, or he dies first!" ”

That's right, even if she didn't personally participate in the kidnapping, she was an insider, so Fu Mochuan would patiently tell her for so long, but time was pressing, and he didn't have the time to spend it with her here.

He gave her a fierce look and coldly took out his phone.

"I can't let your mother out right away, but I can make her never come out, Fan Luowei, you forced me."

Looking at his resolute movements, Fan Luowei narrowed her eyes gloomily, "Now you won't compromise for me once?" ”

She just wanted to get him, even if it was deception, he wouldn't do such a simple thing for her.

"Where's my son?" Fu Mochuan swiped the phone screen.

"You'll regret it." Van Lowe gritted her teeth.

"Where is he?" Fu Mochuan just asked this.

"You hate me so much that you won't even kiss me?" Fan Luowei stared at him, "I have nothing left for you, I don't blame you for what you did to me, I just want to beg you for this one thing and you won't do it?" What the hell is wrong with me, you have to do this to me! ”

Fu Mochuan stopped looking at her and began to look down at the number, Fan Luowei watched his movements desperately, her face became hideous, and suddenly, she felt something from under the pillow and waved it at him.

Fu Mochuan was dialing the number sideways, and there was a tingling pain in his neck, he instinctively turned around, pushed Fan Luowei away with a hard palm, and reached out to pull out a needle from the side of his neck, but the injection inside was still half into his body, and he felt dizzy.

"What's in there?" He pinched the needle, and Van Lowe's face became blurry in his vision.

"Something that can make you happy," her voice was also faint, as if coming from a very ethereal place, "I don't want to, you're forcing me, Brother Mochuan, don't you love me anyway?" Then taste my pain! ”

Fu Mochuan gritted his teeth and glared at her, and under the effect of the medicine, he fell weakly on the bed.

With a sneer on the corner of her mouth, Fan Luowei crawled towards him again.

At the same time, Lang Cheng, who was somewhere, closed his eyes weakly and fainted again......

Three days later.

An Qing sat in the isolation room and looked at Fan Luowei who was tied in front of her.

I haven't seen her for a while, An Qing can hardly recognize her, the last time I saw Fan Luowei, although her temperament has changed a lot, but at least she is a person, but at this moment, her eyes are collapsed, her eyes are scattered, and her body in prison uniform is very thin, as if she is just an empty shelf.

"Let me take a sip, I'm so uncomfortable, please."

She struggled on the bed, screaming heartbreakingly, her eyes were crazy, and An Qing didn't seem to recognize her after sitting in front of her for a long time.

"Madam, you better go back, she's like this now, and if she doesn't get it right, it will hurt you." The bodyguard whispered dissuasion.

"Give her medicine," An Qing looked coldly at Fan Luowei on the hospital bed, she was so easy to come here, how could she just leave.

After injecting the medicine, Fan Luowei twitched slightly, her mood slowly stabilized, An Qing sat quietly on the side, watching her breathing turn from rapid to deep, and then slowly calmed down.

"Are you better?" She said coldly, "Do you still know me?" ”

Fan Luowei's unsparkling gaze finally turned towards her, and he glanced at her fixedly, and his eyes suddenly fluctuated.

"An Qing!" She spit out the two words word by word, as if with bitter hatred.

"Thankfully, you remember me." An Qing said coldly, "I'm so worried that you've forgotten everything." ”

Fan Luowei breathed a lot faster, staring at her struggling at the head of the bed, as if she wanted to rush towards her, but her hands and feet were fixed and there was no way.

An Qing looked at her coldly, a few days ago she also tied Lang Cheng like this, cruelly stuffed him into the trash, thinking about the bruises on her baby son's hands and feet that have not faded yet, her eyes erupted with anger.

"Is your son dead?" Van Lowe's first words made her even more angry.

"Van Lowe, are you still human, he is only four years old, it is not enough for you to kill him once, and treat him like this! You have any hatred for me, why do you want to hurt an innocent child! ”

Innocent?

Van Lowe stared at her fiercely, and suddenly laughed, laughing hysterically and with a thick nervousness.

"And what about my child, is he not innocent? When I was pregnant with him, you didn't think about him to die again and again, but now it's okay, he's stupid, you've made him a fool, a fool all his life, why do you say I, why! ”

An Qing's eyes moved, which she didn't know, but this couldn't be an excuse to hurt Langcheng.

"Why? Van Lowe, do you want me to tell you why? It's all retribution, who do you want to blame! Don't you feel guilty about how many lives you have on your hands? You deserve to be like this, and if you wake up sooner, you won't get retribution on your children! ”