Quick Wear: The scumbag is on the prowl, beware

Xiang's father and mother sat in the living room, one was worried and anxious, the other was crying silently.

They checked the hospital where the baby was born, the nanny and driver at home, competitors, and the mistresses outside, but still had no clue about his biological son.

Coupled with Xiang Hongyun’s viral video of the threesome, the two were often ridiculed openly and covertly, and several big deals fell through, which made their mood even worse.

It’s all that bastard’s fault!

Xiang's mother wiped away her tears and said, "Husband, could it be that our biological son has already..."

Father Xiang pinched his brows tiredly and said, "The information of the person who sent me the paternity test has not been found yet. He must know the whereabouts of my son. I will think of a way to find my son."

The phone suddenly rang, and Xiang's father picked up: "Who is this?"

A young man's voice came from the other side of the receiver: "You must be going crazy looking for your biological son, Mr. Xiang."

Father Xiang stood up at once and asked, "Who are you? Do you know the whereabouts of my son?"

Xiang's mother also widened her eyes and rushed over to turn on the speakerphone.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that your fake son Xiang Hongyun is in my hands. I want 300 million. Otherwise, you can just wait to collect his body."

Father Xiang snorted coldly: "Are you kidnappers? Since you know Xiang Hongyun is not my biological son, why do you think I would pay so much money to redeem him?"

Xiang Hongyun's mouth was sealed, and he struggled frantically, whimpering.

Mom and Dad, please save me, I don’t want to die.

Fugui said, "Okay, then what if I tell you that I know the whereabouts of your own son and ask you to exchange him for 500 million?"

Father Xiang asked, "How can I know whether what you said is true or false?"

Xiang's mother's cell phone lit up instantly. The two looked at the photo in the anonymous message. Xiang's mother immediately covered her mouth and Xiang's father also widened his eyes.

Like, so similar.

He was a young boy, whose facial features combined all the characteristics of Xiang's father and mother. Anyone who saw him could tell at a glance that he was their biological son.

Before Mr. Xiang could say anything, Mother Xiang cried and shouted, "I am willing to pay 500 million as long as my child can be found."

Xiang's father thought that although he had many women outside, he did not have an illegitimate child, so he must find an heir to his huge family business.

"Okay, we are willing to pay 500 million, as long as you tell me where my son is."

Fugui glanced at Xiang Hongyun, who looked desperate, and asked, "What about Xiang Hongyun?"

There was silence for a while, then someone said, "He has nothing to do with us anymore. You can... do whatever you want."

Xiang Hongyun struggled frantically. Qi An smiled and peeled off the tape. He cried loudly: "Mom and Dad, save me..."

Qi An sealed it again for him.

Xiang's mother felt a little reluctant. After all, they had raised him for so many years, and they didn't really want Xiang Hongyun to die.

I just thought that kidnappers usually wanted money and would not kill the hostages unless they had no other choice.

Since Xiang Hongyun is no longer worth money, he has lost his value to the kidnappers and will most likely be released.

Xiang's mother said, "We will send money when we receive the news. He is of no use to you. Otherwise, just let him go."

Fugui raised his eyebrows: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Father and Mother Xiang: "..."

They needed help from someone and did not dare to offend him. What if they angered him and he kidnapped their own son?

Otherwise, call the police secretly? Life or death depends entirely on Xiang Hongyun's luck.

Fugui seemed to know what they were thinking, and said sinisterly: "If you dare to call the police, I can't guarantee that I won't do anything to your own son."

"We won't, we won't, please don't hurt him."

"Okay, transfer the money and I'll send you the address right away."

Fugui hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

The money arrived quickly, and Fugui happily waved his phone at Qi An: "Sister An An, the money has arrived, five hundred million, haha."

Qi An glanced at Xiang Hongyun, who looked disheartened, and said, "Send the address."

"okay."

Xiang's parents looked at the foreign address halfway around the world on their phone and quickly told people to get ready as they wanted to go look for their son in person.

Xiang's father also had a backup plan and secretly found an expert to track and locate the whereabouts of the money, but Fugui had a hacker's golden finger, so no expert could help.

The tape on their mouths was removed.

Qi An said: "Master Xiang, are you giving up now?"

Xiang Hongyun cried so hard that he almost choked. His parents were unwilling to pay 300 million to redeem him, but were willing to pay 500 million to buy a piece of information.

Even for the sake of knowing the whereabouts of his own son, he did not dare to call the police to save his life.

No, no matter whether he is a real young master or not, the most important thing is to stay alive.

"Tang Miao, please, please let me go. It's Ren Yanyan who is sorry for you. I have no grudge against you."

Ren Yanyan looked at the man who said he loved her all his life, but abandoned her at the critical moment of life and death: "Xiang Hongyun, you are not a human being."

Fugui whistled: "Oh no, I love to see lovers turning against each other and fighting. Hurry up and fight."

Xiang Hongyun thought about the suffering he had endured because of the people Ren Yanyan had lost, and the pain in his back, and roared with a grim look on his face:

"Ren Yanyan, you are a fucking bitch. That bastard got tired of sleeping with you and ran away, so you asked me to take over. What do you think of me, you slut?"

Fugui: "Oh, the water in my brain finally came out."

Ren Yanyan was not to be outdone: "I treat you like a dog. So what if I slept with a gangster? You still follow me around like a lapdog and insist on marrying me. You are even more despicable than me."

Qi An stroked his chin and commented: "Yeah, you're right."

Xiang Hongyun continued to yell: "You are indeed the son of a mistress, as vicious as your bitch mother. You must have set me up. I feel sick when I think of having slept with you two."

Fugui: "That's nonsense. You obviously enjoyed it at that time."

Ren Yanyan laughed wildly: "That's right, I'm the mistress's child, but that's better than your bastard child whose parents don't even know whose child you are."

Xiang Hongyun was touched in the sore spot and screamed helplessly: "Ahhh, bitch..."

Qi An: "...It hits the heart, right in the bull's eye."

Xiang Hongyun no longer paid attention to Ren Yanyan and begged, "Miss Tang, please let me go. I won't say anything. I swear."

Qi An said disdainfully: "An old man once said that a man's oath is like a dog's bark, it cannot be trusted. You also swore to Ren Yanyan that you would love her forever."

Xiang Hongyun: "..."

Ren Yanyan added: "That's right, you also swore that you would never abandon me, did you do it?"

If she can't survive, Xiang Hongyun can't survive either.

Fugui's attention shifted: "Sister An'an, which old man said that?"

Qi An said: "He is the little old man who leaves sadness to the readers and happiness to himself. He is the best at writing people to death."

"Oh, now I remember. The old man who wrote "alive" only had one person alive in the end, and his name was Fugui. Hehe, my name Fugui is good."

Xiang Hongyun was sweating profusely. Finally, he made up his mind and shouted, "As long as you let me go, I will help you kill Ren Yanyan. I will become a murderer, and you should be relieved."

Qi An, Fugui: "..."

Real punishment!