Male God, a Little Su

The teacher on the podium hadn't finished speaking when she saw Su Yan leave her seat, walking quickly, and disappeared at the door of the classroom in a blink of an eye.

"Hey—classmate Su Yan—classmate Su Yan!"

Su Yan walked out of the school gate and hailed a taxi.

After reporting the destination, he sat in the car and closed his eyes to rest.

"04, where is Ji Wuyou now?"

"His location has been moving, and the other party took him out of the province to a remote abandoned factory."

Hearing this, Su Yan was relieved.

They were afraid that the gangsters would choose to tear up the ticket, obviously they kept Ji Wuyou, and they still wanted to use it to threaten Ji Cheng and gain some benefits from him.

I just don't know what kind of role Xiong Peilan plays in this.

...

Several pickup trucks without license plates drove slowly into the forest, and finally stopped in front of an abandoned factory.

One of the tall, muscular men got out of the car, strode to the back of the car, lifted Ji Wuyou, who was on the verge of coma, from under a plastic sheet, and turned around to enter the factory.

Xiong Peilan shrank his neck and followed closely behind.

When she saw Ji Wuyou's state, she immediately turned pale with fright.

"How? You want to kill him?!"

"Tsk, as expected of the eldest young master, you are so delicate."

The man casually threw Ji Wuyou onto the dusty ground, Ji Wuyou took a few mouthfuls of dust, and suddenly coughed violently.

His face was peeling from the sun, and the moisture in his body seemed to be evaporated, turning him into a mummified corpse.

The people behind heard Xiong Peilan's questioning and hurried forward.

Seeing Ji Wuyou, he immediately cursed.

"Damn! This kid is still useful, don't kill him! Give him some water!"

This person's name was Han Yong, and he was also the man who had an affair with Xiong Peilan and ordered her to steal company secrets from Jicheng's study.

With his hands on his hips, he ordered with a livid face.

Xiong Peilan pinched her fingers, bewildered.

"Ji Wuyou is Ji Cheng's lifeblood, you must not let him die. He can't stay in the sun for a long time, otherwise he will really die of dehydration quickly."

There was another sentence that Xiong Peilan didn't say.

That is, if Ji Wuyou was really killed, then they would not be able to live.

Ji Cheng will go crazy, as well as those from Ji Wuyou's mother clan.

No one is good!

"Heh, I've been forced to the edge of a cliff by Jicheng, and now I still care about this?! If he doesn't obediently send us the money, and then send us abroad, he will wait to collect his son's body!"

Han Yong spat, resisting the urge to kick Ji Wuyou.

Ji Wuyou was forced to drink a few mouthfuls of water, and slowly woke up.

His forehead was wet with sweat, sticking to his cheeks, and he was in a mess.

There was only one pair of eyes, shining with a viciousness that no one noticed.

...

"What are you doing here?"

When Ji Cheng heard that his servants reported that Su Yan had come to look for him, he was still surprised.

The so-called hatred of the house and the black, Xiong Peilan and outsiders kidnapped his son, it is understandable for him and Su Yan to hold grudges together.

"I know where they took my brother."

Su Yan didn't explain, she just looked at Ji Cheng.

Stared at by those black and white eyes, Ji Cheng realized that he had never really understood this stepdaughter.

In the face of kidnapping, she remained rational, calm and calm.

Knowing who to find is the most useful, and not impulsively planning to go to Ji Wuyou alone.

"How can I trust you?" Ji Cheng sneered.