C67

Ding!

The hard cup fell to the ground with a screeching sound.

Yan Xueman suddenly stood up, and looked at Lu Zhinian who was disheveled and reeked of alcohol walking in from the main entrance.

She stepped forward to give him a hand, but before she could reach him, her hand was slapped away.

Pow!

The sound of his palm touching flesh was extremely clear in the tranquil night. Yan Xueman looked at Lu Zhinian with an injured face, and said: "Nian, what happened to you? Are you drunk? "

Lu Zhinian looked over coldly and did not answer. He walked away step by step and closed the bathroom door firmly.

Yan Xueman walked to the bathroom's door and heard the sound of someone throwing up. She quickly knocked the door and said: "Nian, are you alright? Nian, speak, I am worried about you, I … …"

Before she finished speaking, she was dragged into the bathroom by Lu Zhinian.

The two of them fell into a rain of clouds.

When Lu Zhinian had reached the limit, Yan Xueman seemed to have heard him call out "Luo" …

Afterwards, Lu Zhinian leaned against the headboard of the bed and smoked, allowing Yan Xueman to lie in his embrace with her arms around his strong waist.

In a place where he couldn't see it, Yan Xueman clenched her teeth as a poisonous needle slowly formed in her mind.

Yan Luoluo, don't blame me. If you want to blame something, blame it on yourself.

"Rolo, these two documents from Group B have not passed the verification. There's a deviation in the composition. You should just watch and change it."

"Ok, leave it for me. I'll change it once I'm done." Yan Luoluo raised her head and said.

"Alright, then I'll be troubling you."

"Mm, you're welcome."

Yan Luoluo was holding a survey ruler in one hand and drawing with the other.

At this moment, the phone rang. She took the call with one hand: "Hello?"

On the other side of the phone was Aunt Zhang's anxious voice, "Miss Yan, I didn't receive Qingfan at kindergarten!"

"What?"

"Miss Yan, that woman said that she was Xiao Qingfan's aunt, and also provided photos of her and Xiao Qingfan. That's why I let her take the child," the young teacher said.

Yan Luoluo said angrily: "Teacher, I remember telling you that no one else except me is to accept Fanfan, right? If something like this happens, if something happens to my Fanfan …"

Not daring to continue, she turned around and called the police.

Just as he was about to press the dial button, a number entered into his phone. It was a number that he did not recognize.

Yan Luoluo did not think too much into it and accepted the call.

The person on the other side of the phone said: "Yan Luoluo, how do you feel about not seeing your son again?"

This sound... It's Yan Xueman's!

That's right, she had always thought that the identity of the person carrying the Fanfan was fake, she didn't expect that it was really her "aunt" who took him away.

Yan Luoluo growled: "Yan Xueman, what are you trying to do?"

A coquettish laugh came from the other side, "What do I want to do?" With that, he said coldly, "Tonight, 10 o'clock. Come by yourself to the abandoned parking lot in the northern part of the city. If you don't come, then be careful of your son's life. Also, don't call the police."

Du du du...

Without waiting for Yan Luoluo to speak, Yan Xueman had already hung up.

Yan Luoluo's hands trembled when she hung up the phone. The 110 page was still there, and she was still conflicted. In the end, she still chose not to call the police.

She could not take her son's life as a joke.

Ten in the morning.

Yan Luoluo walked in circles for a long time before finally finding the abandoned parking lot that Yan Xueman had mentioned.

When she arrived, only Yan Qingfan was lying on the ground quietly in the middle of the huge garage.

"Son!" Yan Luoluo ran over and knelt down, then carried Yan Qingfan up to check if he was injured.

Fortunately, there was no flesh wound.

Yan Qingfan was still deep in sleep. He shook his lightly and said, "Fanfan, wake up, Mommy is bringing you home … "Ahhh!"

Yan Luoluo turned her head to look and discovered that there was a group of people in the corner. It was too dark here, she couldn't detect anyone if she didn't look carefully.

A group of well-trained men lined up in a row, with Yan Xueman sitting on a chair in the middle.