"OK, I'll let you know as soon as I have any news. Goodbye."
Hung up the well Hao's phone, Ling Yan sighed and collapsed on his seat.
A big hand reached out from the left and held her.
She was stiff for a moment, but she didn't get away after all.
For the sake of Xiaowen, she and Qiao yunmo, together with Jing Haozhi, have been staying up for several days and nights.
Ruled out all possible candidates, eventually locked in the body of Wen Lunan and scar.
They mobilized all the human and material resources, and almost turned over the whole city, but these two people were just like the evaporation of the human world, and there was no trace of them.
They have to wait for this chase.
However, every second of time is a torment for them.
As long as they think of Xiaowen in the hands of those two unscrupulous people, they dare not even close their eyes, because they are afraid to see the scene of villain suffering in their dreams.
Until four o'clock in the morning today, that is, 30 minutes ago, the two people took the initiative to contact them on the condition that as long as she and Qiao yunmo went there.
The day is short at this time, and it's still dark at this time.
The meeting place is a bit remote. We can only walk along the path with few people. The car bumped all the way to our final destination.
Longitude and latitude indicate a dilapidated factory. Ling Yan hasn't had a good meal these days. Her feet are empty. Qiao yunmo helps her to go inside.
The door is open, far away, you can see a yellow light inside.
Under the light, Wen Lunan stood next to a man with a scar on his eyes. Although he had not illuminated his face before, Ling Yan knew at a glance that this was the ferocious scar.
Today, Wen Lunan is wearing a suit that is close to her body, not only her thighs, but also her chest, which is quite different from the pure dress she used to appear in front of Qiao Yun's ink face.
"Qiao yunmo." She calls Qiao yunmo's name with her surname. When her eyes pass here, Ling Yan clearly feels the killing intention.
Ling Yan can't wait to speak first: "where is my daughter?"
She was already feeble, and her voice was out of her throat.
"Shut up, bitch!" Wen Lunan has made no secret of her true face.
Her cruel words just finished, followed by a Jiao Chuan.
It turned out that scar put her hand into her clothes in public and pinched her hard.
"Brother scar, can't you wait?" She was just winking, and there was no sense of shyness on her face.
Ling Yan felt that he had lived to such a big age that he knew today that someone really wanted to be honest.
Think of her daughter fell into the hands of such two people, she could not help but clenched her hand.
Not only her, Qiao yunmo's patience has been exhausted.
"What kind of conditions do you want to let the child go?" Concerning his daughter, he has no mind to waste his time on bargaining.
Scar immediately clapped his hands: "Joe is always cool."
Daughter has become the goods of the price, Lingyan heart like a knife.
Aware of the change of her mood, Qiao yunmo holds her hand more tightly.
The interaction between the two people here did not fall to Wen Lunan's eyes, and jealousy clearly came out from her face: "Qiao yunmo, why are you so cheap? She has a child with another man, and you're still in a hurry to dig your heart and lungs. "