The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief

Chapter 1237 - 614: Tan Shuya Wants to Take Lu Wangshu Away

Hearing his uncle cursing on the other end, Lu Jingchen pressed his lips together, but didn’t say anything. After a long moment, he finally spoke. "Uncle, I’m going to hang up now. I’ll have people look into Tan Shuya’s movements."

Tan Shuya...

Thinking of how that woman had actually taken his son, and then looking at his little wife’s pale face, so worried she could barely breathe, Lu Jingchen also had the urge to kill Tan Shuya.

Xu Yan didn’t say anything more. On his side he was already preparing to increase manpower to investigate Tan Shuya’s whereabouts.

He mustn’t let that woman fall into his hands, or he absolutely wouldn’t show a woman any mercy.

After hanging up, Song Qiao walked straight up to Lu Jingchen and asked, "Was it that woman Tan Shuya who took Wangshu?"

Lu Jingchen’s face was dark. He didn’t hide it from Song Qiao, just gave a low "mm," then said, his tone clouded, "There was a traitor on my uncle’s side. Someone secretly let Tan Shuya go. She’s been out for over an hour already. I’m guessing it really was her who took Wangshu."

Hearing this, Song Qiao suddenly felt the world go black, and a wave of dizziness hit her like she might faint.

It really was Tan Shuya who took Lu Wangshu. That woman had already gone completely insane. She was terrified her son would be tortured or worse by that woman.

Thinking of this, Song Qiao almost couldn’t handle it and took two steps back. Seeing her reaction, Lu Jingchen immediately stood up and strode over, catching her quickly, his eyes full of worry. "Qiaoqiao, are you okay?"

Song Qiao closed her eyes for a moment. Knowing for sure that it was Tan Shuya who’d taken their son, the unease in her heart only sharpened. She instinctively grabbed onto Lu Jingchen’s arm and said anxiously, "Jingchen, you have to get our son back. You can’t let Tan Shuya take him away. Otherwise... otherwise I won’t be able to go on living."

She still hadn’t had a proper life with her son, hadn’t watched him grow up. She’d already missed four years of his childhood. Now she didn’t want to miss any more of it.

She didn’t know what exactly Tan Shuya wanted to do by taking her son, but she was sure of one thing: Tan Shuya taking Lu Wangshu was definitely not something simple.

After all, Tan Shuya hated her that much.

A shadow passed through Lu Jingchen’s eyes, and the air around him dropped a few degrees. But his gaze on Song Qiao remained very gentle. He gave a low "mm." "Qiaoqiao, I’ll get our son back, safe and sound. Don’t worry."

He’d originally planned to let Tan Shuya off easily, but now he felt he had no way to soften his heart.

Whether it was his wife, his daughter, or his son, they were all the people he valued most in this lifetime.

Song Nianhuan didn’t know what exactly had happened, but seeing the way her mom and dad looked, like something bad had occurred, she just sat there on the sofa, still a little bewildered but very well-behaved, playing with the Barbie doll her uncle had just given her.

Nan Moyan stood off to the side. He had already finished his call and had Little Ye come up. He said to Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao, "If I’d known your uncle was that unreliable, I should’ve taken that woman away myself at the time."

His eyes were full of mockery, but there was also a flare of anger there. The aura coming off him made it obvious he was in a foul mood.

After all, his little nephew had disappeared right under his nose. How could he possibly be happy?

Lu Jingchen’s gaze darkened. In truth, even he hadn’t expected that there would be a traitor on his uncle’s side.

The man’s thin lips pressed together, his eyes betraying nothing. His voice was low and cold as he said, "I’ll send people to handle this."

As for Nan Moyan, Lu Jingchen really had no energy left to snap back at him right now. His son was missing, after all.

Little Ye came up quickly; he’d come with the boss and had been waiting downstairs the whole time.

When Little Ye walked into the office, the first thing he saw was Lu Jingchen and Song Qiao sitting on the sofa, his own boss, and also... the little girl in his boss’s arms.

The little girl looked about three or four years old, with two little pigtails, a somewhat round face, extremely cute, and she even looked a bit like the boss. If you didn’t know better, you’d think she was the boss’s daughter.