After Song Qiao hung up the phone, she didn’t call Lu Jingchen, because the other party had specifically reminded her not to tell Lu Jingchen, and for Xu Qian’s sake, she didn’t dare to tell him about it.

After making the call to Chu Munan, Song Qiao leaned on the steering wheel, feeling somewhat helpless. She didn’t even know how much time had passed until someone knocked on the car window, and she looked up from the steering wheel to see outside.

Earlier, when she looked out the window, the night outside was pitch black, but now that Chu Munan’s car lights were on, Song Qiao felt it was bright outside and could see the man’s figure and features.

She directly lowered the car window, her gaze landing on Chu Munan, unable to muster a smile on her face.

"Qiaoqiao?" Chu Munan looked at Song Qiao, who was pale in front of him. Seeing that she appeared to be fine besides her poor complexion, he couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief and said, "You sit in the passenger seat. I’ll drive. Tell me what exactly happened later."

"But what about your car?"

"My assistant came with me; he’ll drive it back."

"Oh." Song Qiao understood and obediently opened the driver’s door, got out, and moved to the passenger seat.

Chu Munan got into the car, fastened his seatbelt, and started the car. Song Qiao immediately told him that she was instructed to go to the abandoned factory in the West Suburb.

Taking out her phone, she opened the MMS sent to her, enlarging the photo to show Chu Munan.

After listening to Song Qiao, when the car stopped at a traffic light, Chu Munan took her phone, glanced at the photo, and asked, "Didn’t they mention money?"

Song Qiao shook her head, biting her lip, and explained, "They told me not to call the police and to go to the abandoned factory in the West Suburb alone. They didn’t mention money."

Chu Munan quickly drew a conclusion, "Their purpose isn’t money; it might be you they ultimately want."

Song Qiao’s eyes widened in shock, "Are you saying they kidnapped Xu Qian because of me?"

Chu Munan nodded slightly, explaining, "They probably only texted you, informing you that Xu Qian is with them. Lu Jingchen and Lu Tianming probably don’t know where Xu Qian is either... This isn’t a simple matter."

He paused, looked at Song Qiao, and asked, "Do you want to call Lu Jingchen and tell him about this?"

Song Qiao didn’t nod or shake her head but said, "The other party asked me to go alone. If I tell Lu Jingchen, they might kill her."

Chu Munan said nothing more.

...

At the traffic police brigade, when Lu Jingchen arrived, Lu Tianming was sitting grim-faced in the director’s office, while the director stood nervously aside, constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Lu Jingchen walked in directly, his gaze falling on Lu Tianming, who was in pajamas and looked unwell, pausing slightly.

In his memory, his father had always been meticulous about his appearance, very strict and rigorous. He had never seen him go out in pajamas like this before.

For a moment, Lu Jingchen even doubted whether he had come to the wrong place or seen the wrong person.

Was this really his father?

Lu Tianming sat on the sofa, holding a cane in both hands, his gaze on Lu Jingchen, directly asking, "How’s the investigation going? Have you found your mother’s whereabouts?"

Lu Jingchen’s gaze fell on him, his voice sounding indifferent, mixed with a trace of coldness if listened to carefully, "I’ve already arranged for someone to investigate. We haven’t found any trace of mother yet, but it’s certain that the other party planned this kidnapping for a long time."

Lu Tianming’s hand gripping the cane involuntarily tightened, his expression worsening, but he couldn’t help but ask, "Do you think your mother is in danger?"

Lu Jingchen was silent for about half a minute before he spoke mildly, "The other party hasn’t called with any demands yet, so we can assume mother is currently safe."

He feared that there might be no demands at all, that the sole purpose was to kidnap Xu Qian.

The director of the traffic police brigade stood by, not daring to utter a word in front of this father and son duo.

Lu Tianming’s gaze landed on him, directly instructing, "Mobilize all available personnel immediately and find my wife’s whereabouts in the shortest possible time."

The director, as if receiving an amnesty, promptly agreed and hurriedly left.

Lu Jingchen looked at Lu Tianming, his gaze carrying a complicated, unclear emotion. In reality, Lu Tianming always opposed his relationship with Song Qiao, making him feel little affection towards his father.

But now, seeing Lu Tianming lose composure over his mother, he felt a little better in his heart.

At least now it proved that his father cared about his mother.

In the office, one standing and the other sitting, the father and son initially said nothing.

After a long pause, Lu Tianming finally broke the silence, raising his head to ask Lu Jingchen, "Is that child... really your daughter with Song Qiao?"

Hearing this, Lu Jingchen frowned slightly, evidently displeased by his father’s query.

They had already shown the DNA proof on the live broadcast. If she wasn’t his and Qiao Qiao’s daughter, he wouldn’t have acknowledged her.

But considering his mother’s current predicament, his father was likely the most worried and scared one. After all, they had spent decades together as an old couple. That lasting bond was still present.

He nodded slightly, responding in a slow, low but firm tone, "Yes... Huanhuan and Wangshu were born as twins. Due to this news event, we went for the paternity test. Father, didn’t you watch the live broadcast?"

Lu Tianming’s face showed a hint of embarrassment but unwilling to admit his mistake, he retorted stubbornly, "Who knows if you would lie to all of us because of Song Qiao."

Lu Jingchen laughed coldly at these words, "Dad, I know you don’t like Qiaoqiao. I won’t force you to accept her, but now I already have both a son and a daughter."