Chapter 19： (2/2)

”Who are you?” Fu Jianchen asked on the other end of the phone, his voice deep.

”You don't care who I am, you just need to know that your son is now in my hands. If you don't do what I say, you will never want to see him again.”

”my son?”

Fu Jianchen frowned slightly. If Fu Ting was kidnapped, someone would definitely tell him in advance. Besides, he had just called Fu Ting, how could he be kidnapped.

”Fu Zhen, how come Mr. Fu just met his little son two days ago, and now he can't remember?” Liu Han said.

Only then did Fu Jianchen understand that the person they kidnapped turned out to be Fu Zhen.

”You kidnapped him?” he asked knowingly.

”Yes, as long as Mr. Fu prepares 80 million for us, how about letting him go when we leave?”

This deal was not very cost-effective. After all, Fu Zhen was no longer a member of the Fu family two years ago, but Fu Jianchen hesitated. He thought of the boy he saw in his dream, and the Fu Zhen he saw two days ago. .

Liu Han continued to say on the other end of the phone: ”I will give Mr. Fu a night of consideration. I hope to understand that you can transfer 80 million to my account before nine o'clock in the morning. Don't think about calling the police or using other methods to find us. , I can guarantee that if I have any accident, I will take your little son to **** together.”

Liu Han hung up the phone decisively after speaking.

Fu Jianchen held the phone and stayed there. Tang Wanwan on the side saw his strangeness and walked over to Fu Jianchen and asked, ”Dad, what's wrong with you?”

Fu Jianchen raised his head and looked at Tang Wanwan. Tang Wanwan’s eyes were like a mirror, and his figure was clearly reflected in it. At this moment, Fu Jianchen couldn’t tell any lies when facing her. He pressed his lower lip. What the kidnapper said to him on the phone came out.

Tang Wanwan tilted her head, showing an appearance of serious thinking. After a while, she said to Fu Jianchen: ”People in Pinghai City know that you have driven Fu Zhen out of the Fu family two years ago, how could it be possible? You kidnapped him to ask dad for money?”

Fu Jianchen felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't help but nodded, and said to Tang Wanwan, ”You are right.”

The room was quiet and quiet. Through the glass windows, you could see the north wind roaring outside, and the branches swayed with the squally wind. Tang Wanwan raised the corners of his mouth and said to Fu Jianchen, ”It's possible that Fu Zhen has no money, or else Dad, turn him over.”

Fu Jianchen immediately understood the meaning of Tang Wanwan's words. She thought that this incident might have been planned by Fu Zhen.

Seeing that Fu Jianchen was silent, Tang Wanwan then asked, ”What is Dad going to do?”

Fu Jianchen: ”I have to think about it.”

Tang Wanwan lowered her eyes. She absolutely couldn't let Fu Jianchen hand over 80 million to Fu Zhen. She had to find a way to make Fu Jianchen forget about it.

After Liu Han hung up the phone, he happily waited for Fu Jianchen to transfer the money to their account the next day, but they waited until 12 noon the next day. Not only was there no movement in the account, but now even Fu Jianchen was even I can’t get through.

Liu Han, who was eating, looked at the phone and cursed, and angrily threw the box lunch prepared for Fu Zhen directly into the trash can outside.

Fu Zhen lowered his head and stared at the concrete floor under his feet. He didn't say anything. He had never hoped for Fu Jianchen, so there was nothing disappointed now.

Liu Han waited another afternoon. There was still no news from Fu Jianchen. It was not until the evening that Liu Han and the others knew that Tang Wanwan was frightened when he met an illegitimate in the hotel today, and accidentally fell while avoiding it. , Now Fu Jianchen and Fu Ting are both accompanying her in the hospital.

Liu Han was so angry that she stomped her feet in the tin room. Then she walked up to Fu Zhen and said to him, ”If we can't get the money from Fu Jianchen, you can die here with us.”

Fu Zhen slowly raised his head. Under the dim light, his eyes were covered with a layer of white light. After he croaked, he drooped his head again without making a sound.

”Aren't you afraid of death?” Liu Han grabbed Fu Zhen's hair and asked in his ear.

Afraid?

”Fear,” Fu Zhen said softly.

But what about fear?