Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love

Chapter 483 - 231. ’President Mu, Yu Qinglu has kidnapped your son.

The hand hanging by the side clenched into a fist, nails deeply embedded in the tender flesh of the palm."What do you want?"

It was "What do you want?", not "What are you trying to do?".

From the phone receiver came Yu Qinglu’s low, slow laugh, "Jiu Jiu is so cute. When I saw him in the incubator, I really liked him. I’m really sorry for taking your son out without saying a word."

She deliberately stretched her tone, pausing in between, as if coaxing the child in her arms.

Jiu Jiu doesn’t cry much, and is usually not afraid of strangers, he is okay with anyone holding him, so Nan Wan couldn’t hear a sound from the child.

She closed her eyes and bit down hard on the back of her hand until the pain brought her back to her senses.

Her voice was as cold as if it had been immersed in ice, "This wastes both our time, just say it directly, what do you want?"

Yu Qinglu had been sick for a long time, and quiet for a long time, so long that... Nan Wan had almost forgotten how obsessively Yu Qinglu loved Mu Jin Huan back then.

Indeed, one cannot let oneself live too comfortably.

Dreams will not last forever, they will shatter at the most unexpected moments, and utterly tear apart.

The more anxious the other party was, the more leisurely Yu Qinglu became, softly laughing, "Don’t worry, I wouldn’t harm such a cute baby, I just want to make up for the regret of not being able to have children."

The name Jiu Jiu, does it mean long-lasting?

Ha... really enviable.

Occasionally, someone passed by, the high and low voices were quite annoying, Nan Wan went to a slightly quieter corner, "Yu Qinglu, don’t tell me, you just saw that I have to take care of three kids, so you kindly want to help share the burden."

The sarcasm carried a sharp edge.

Yu Qinglu chuckled lowly, has Mrs. Mu become so anxious that she has lost her reason?

She gently touched the baby’s cheek with her fingertip, these eyes, they are really like Mu Huan’s, even... the nose is very similar too.

The overly thin face carried a faint smile, "My goal is simple, I don’t want your money or your life, just for you to come see me alone."

"Location."

"The Yu Family’s old house, the one I grabbed from you using Mu Huan’s guilt," Yu Qinglu brought the phone in front to check the time, her voice becoming more gentle, "Forty minutes should be enough, I’ll be waiting for you there."

Nan Wan quickly walked to the intersection and hailed a taxi.

After closing the car door, she asked coldly, "Anything else to add?"

"Someone as smart as Mrs. Mu should know not to call the police," Yu Qinglu’s right arm, holding the child, felt a bit sore, so she put the phone aside and switched the child to her left arm, "after all, the knife in my hand is much faster than the police."

The driver who was driving her, knew what to listen to and what not to.

"Your relationship with Mu Huan is so good, he definitely wouldn’t bear to let you go alone, so if you must tell him, I won’t oppose it either."

Coming from the North Suburb, even the fastest would take two hours.

That is enough.

The implied meaning of this sentence was not hard to understand. After hanging up the phone, Nan Wan reported the address of the villa, the buildings outside the car window started to quickly recede.

Although Yu Qinglu repeatedly claimed she would not harm Jiu Jiu, Nan Wan didn’t forget she was a severe depression patient, many times she might not even believe what she was saying herself.

"I have an urgent matter, could you drive a bit faster?"

The middle-aged driver shook his head exaggeratedly, "Miss, it’s already very fast, this is a car, not a plane."

Nan Wan took a deep breath, only to find she couldn’t muster a polite smile, instead her features became more rigid.

She explained in a low voice, "I’m really in a hurry."

"Young lady, no matter how urgent, you can’t break traffic rules! I’ve noticed something’s wrong with your expression since you got in, I know it’s urgent, so I’ve been driving fast."

Indeed.

The neon lights outside almost merged into a single line, if Nan Wan’s attention were slightly distracted, she would probably feel the nausea of car sickness.

Ten minutes later, she received a call from Liu An.

"Madam, did you call for something?"

Liu An had just finished running to the last media office, his legs felt like they were broken, limping in the car.

Nan Wan’s body remained rigid, spine straight, the hands rested on her lap showed no signs of relaxing, "Where is Mu Huan?"

Liu An took a sip of water and respectfully replied, "President Mu is still at the construction site, the situation is a bit complicated, it might take quite a while to finish."