Xia Yangyang still maintained a calm voice: "Xia Ye is with you, Gong Xue'er, why did you kidnap my son?"
"You know why, Xia Yangyang, don't play dumb with me."
Xia Yangyang said: "Gong Xue'er, what exactly do you want to do?"
Gong Xue'er, however, said: "I'm not in the mood to chat with you today, I want to talk to Gu Qichen."
Gu Qichen took the phone.
His voice was calm and cold: "I'm here, feel free to say what you have to say."
Gong Xue'er laughed: "President Gu, let's get straight to the point, your son is in my hands now, give me what I want, and I'll return your son to you."
Gu Qichen's voice was deep: "What do you want?"
Gong Xue'er's cold voice came through the phone: "Gu Qichen, it's no use pretending now, don't you want your son?"
Gu Qichen was silent for a moment and then said: "Gong Xue'er, don't forget, your daughter is also in my hands."
Gong Xue'er laughed heartily on the other end of the call.
