Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

As soon as An Nansheng sat down, two men in black suits came over.

"Mr. An, please come with us."

An Nansheng looked outside. The hall of the obstetrics and gynecology department was filled with pregnant women and medical staff who came for examinations. Xu Xinci and Song Ke had not returned yet.

"Mr. An, there's no need to look anymore. Mrs. An has already passed away."

An Nansheng's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Are you Jian Yunzhang's men?"

"Director Jian just wanted to invite you over for tea."

An Nansheng sat still. "There are so many people coming and going here, I don't think you dare to be presumptuous. I'm not interested in drinking Mr. Jian's tea. Please go back and tell him that my mother is timid. If she gets frightened by this, I will definitely not let it go."

The man in black stepped forward and said, "If Boss An refuses to cooperate, then we'll have no choice but to take action. But Boss An is already very pregnant. If we're not careful enough and injure Boss An or the baby, we won't be responsible."

An Nansheng's heart sank.

This old bastard Jian Yunzhang actually wants to use force.

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the men in black came over and snatched An Nansheng's cell phone and bag. She didn't dare to struggle and could only let the other party snatch them away.

"Mr. An, you'd better cooperate. Our car is right outside and won't make you too tired."

An Nansheng still wanted to delay time and wait for Song Ke to come back.

The other party sneered: "Mr. An, there is no need to wait. The woman has been tripped by our people."

As he spoke, the man took another step forward.

A few minutes later, An Nansheng got into a black car.

As the car drove towards the suburbs, she thought of the luxurious mansion she had visited last time.

"Give me the phone, I want to talk to my mom."

The man in black sitting in the passenger seat did not return her phone, but just made a call.

An Nansheng's heart sank. She had originally thought that these people did not capture Xu Xinci, but were deliberately deceiving her in order to control her.

Judging from the situation, Xu Xinci was obviously captured by these people as well.

Why did that old bastard Jian Yunzhang arrest the mother and daughter?

If it's for Donghu, arresting her alone will be enough.

The man in black on the passenger seat handed over his phone. The phone was on speakerphone, and Xu Xinci's bluffing question immediately came from it:

"What did you do to my daughter? You bastards, you're breaking the law. I'm going to sue you."

An Nansheng quickly spoke out:

"Mom, I'm fine."

"Nannan? Nannan, were you also captured by them? They didn't do anything to you. How are you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Then he started to cry:

"What does that bastard Jian Yunzhang want to do? Don't be afraid, my dear. Mom is here."

…She was so scared that she started crying.

An Nansheng: "I'm fine. They don't dare to touch me. Don't be afraid. Don't worry. You will see me soon."

Xu Xinci: "Okay, Mom is not afraid, I am just worried about you."

An Nansheng sneered: "No matter how crazy Jian Yunzhang is, he wouldn't dare to joke with human life. Don't cry, don't be afraid."

Xu Xinci: "Okay, Mom, don't cry."

As he spoke, he gradually quieted down and stopped crying.

An Nansheng's phone was snatched away and the call was hung up.

She gradually calmed down and thought about what to do when she met Jian Yunzhang later.

And there is Mu Fucheng. She was taken away by Jian Yunzhang at this time. Mu Fucheng would definitely come to rescue her if he knew about it.

Then his whereabouts will be exposed.

Mu Fucheng's enemies are more ruthless than Jian Yunzhang.

It was daytime now, and An Nansheng discovered that Jian Yunzhang's mysterious mansion was actually in the western suburbs.

She remembered that the Jian family did have land in the west, and they had bought it a few years ago.

I have been waiting for the upper part to be developed, but I didn’t expect that the east side would be developed in the end.