Chapter 1089: My Son Is Missing!

“Are… are you scared?”

Song Anqi struggled to breathe, her face flush red, but a smile lingered at the corner of her mouth:

“Lu Jihan, you’re too careless. I kidnapped your son before, and now you’re still so careless? I remember… your son was so fair and cute… Considering his looks, he should fetch a good price if sold to some remote mountain area, right?”

“Ah, that’s right, I’ve heard a shocking news from J Country, surrounded by the sea, about using children for body experiments. How about I send your son to J Country? Hahaha, it feels so satisfying, hahahahaha—”

The hand clamped around her neck slowly tightened, Song Anqi opened her mouth wide, unable to breathe.

The feeling of suffocation made her desperately struggle, the air in her lungs was slowly fading away.

Her face turned red, she frantically slapped at the iron arms around her neck: “Let go… let go… of me…”

Veins bulged on Lu Jihan’s forehead, his face expressionless, terrifyingly grim.

But a few seconds later, he suddenly laughed and loosened his grip on her neck.

Once able to breathe, Song Anqi coughed repeatedly, her face flushed, mouth open wide, gasping for air.

Watching her, Lu Jihan’s deep voice seemed to arise from hell.

“Song Anqi, the person who called just now, it was actually Yan Zhengxiong, wasn’t it?!” Lu Jihan forced himself to remain calm, his words cutting.

“No, it was really me!”

“At this critical moment, you’re still speaking for him? Are you stupid? Are you really risking your life?!”

Lu Jihan’s expression changed drastically in an instant.

His handsome face suddenly darkened, blacker than Judge Bao.

Song Anqi suddenly laughed, “I’m stupid, I am stupid, only a fool like me would fall in love with a cruel man like you! What’s wrong with wanting revenge?!”

Lu Jihan stared at her, knowing arguing was useless, reasoning with a reckless, twisted woman is futile.

He gritted his teeth and immediately called Song Yinyin.

He glanced at his watch, it was seven in the morning, the time his son should be heading to school.

He hoped Yan Zhengxiong was bluffing, hoped his son was safe…

He pressed his lips tightly together, waiting for the call to connect.

Fortunately, after only three rings, Song Yinyin picked up the phone: “Hello, Jinhan, how did things go?”

Since Song Yinyin was pregnant, after returning to the country, Lu Jihan worried about her health and sent her back to the old house.

He hurried to Fushoukang Nursing Home with Shen Kang, carrying out their plan.

From Song Yinyin’s tone, there seemed to be nothing amiss.

Lu Jihan breathed a slight sigh of relief, avoiding answering Song Yinyin’s question, fearing to alarm her, he just asked back: “What about Da Bai? Sent him to school?”

“Da Bai?” Song Yinyin hesitated, “This morning, my sister-in-law drove him to school, why?”

Just as she finished speaking, the phone rang at home.

The butler answered the call, and for a moment, it was as if there was a premonition, Lu Jihan’s heart jumped into his throat.

Then, the butler’s voice came through: “Second Young Mistress, bad news! Just now, the lady called, saying Little Master Da Bai is missing!”

“What did you say?!”

Song Yinyin’s voice shifted, she sprang up from the sofa, showing signs of oxygen deprivation, nearly fainting.