Indulging Mrs. Lu-Chapter 783 - 780: Your son’s corpse will be delivered to your doorstep

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Chapter 783: Chapter 780: Your son’s corpse will be delivered to your doorstep

But now, that man seemed to know he was feigning sleep. What should he do?

Lu Jinyang rolled his eyes under the blanket, trying to come up with a plan. There was no way he would call that man daddy. He’d rather die of hunger or thirst than do that. Besides, that man said yesterday that he wouldn’t hurt him...

With that thought, Lu Jinyang immediately felt at ease.

"It doesn’t matter if you don’t come out. However, a person will die of thirst if they don’t drink water for three days. You still have two days left."

Soon, footsteps and the sound of a door closing could be heard.

Only after all sounds had disappeared did Lu Jinyang stick his head out from under the blankets, patting his little chest anxiously.

Of course, he knew that one could die of thirst in three days. By that time, if he died of thirst, he would no longer be of any value. Surely no one would do something so foolish, right?

While he was pondering, the door suddenly opened and their eyes met. Lu Jinyang was stunned and froze in place.

Song Zhiqing chuckled lightly, "What, you woke up the moment I left?"

Lu Jinyang sat up in bed with a straight face, staring silently at the newcomer. He certainly didn’t want to waste his saliva talking to this person!

"Ding Ling Ling~"

The phone rang. Song Zhiqing took out his cell phone and smiled at the caller ID.

"Answer the phone and tell them you’re fine. If you dare to speak carelessly, I’ll kill you immediately," Song Zhiqing said as he pulled a small knife from somewhere.

Lu Jinyang watched Song Zhiqing warily as he took the phone and pressed the answer key.

"Song Zhiqing, what do you want from me by kidnapping my son?"

A deep and rich voice came from the other end of the phone. Lu Jinyang had never liked to hear his daddy’s voice as much as he did at this moment. He sniffed and said, "Daddy, it’s me~"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before the voice came through again after a long while.

"Lu Jinyang, you’re doing great! Don’t be afraid, daddy will soon come to take you home."

Lu Jinyang blinked, his eyes rimmed red but stubbornly refusing to let tears fall. He said, "I wasn’t scared at all, daddy. I had a great sleep last night, and only woke up when the sun hit my butt in the morning. Plus, the room has heating, and it’s as big as your room...."

The phone was suddenly snatched away, and Lu Jinyang’s words were cut off abruptly. He looked up, glaring resentfully at the man in front of him.

Song Zhiqing ignored his look and spoke into the phone: "Lu Jinyang, I won’t say the unnecessary stuff. If you want your son back, release Li Weonian. If he’s not home by tomorrow afternoon, your son’s corpse will be delivered to your doorstep."

"Song Zhiqing!..."

"Tut Tut Tut~"

Lu Jinyang stared at the disconnected call, flames seeming to burst from his deep-set eyes.

"How is it? Is Big Treasure alright?" Xiao Qing asked anxiously.

"He’s fine," Lu Jinyang said with a headache as he pinched the bridge of his nose, "Song Zhiqing wants Li Weonian, and he expects him to be released back home by tomorrow afternoon."

Gu Chen was immediately anxious upon hearing this, "Wasn’t Li Weonian locked up recently for causing trouble in New City? If I remember correctly, it should be several months before he can be released."

The study fell into a moment of silence.

Bailing someone out isn’t particularly difficult, the problem was, if Li Weonian is released and Song Zhiqing doesn’t release the hostage, that’s a different matter altogether.

Xiao Qing was so anxious she was almost in tears, and Gu Li silently comforted her at her side.

"Just now on the phone, Big Treasure said that the room he’s staying in is as big as mine, with a balcony, and he can feel the sun in the morning..."

Lu Jinyang murmured to himself, attempting to extract some useful information from Lu Jinyang’s words, but no matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn’t come up with anything.