"Alright, let them get out of the car and take the child away. I'm not so heartless as to kill innocent children," said Su Yixia.
Anthony trembled all over as he climbed out of the sports car.
Seeing that he could barely walk, Zhuang Haoran lifted him up and carried him on his back.
Secretary Li pointed out a path for them to leave.
"Miss Gu—" the boy on Zhuang Haoran's back said, feeling immensely ashamed.
Gu Nuan just nodded slightly at the two of them.
Zhuang Haoran gritted his teeth, carrying the child through the narrow passage cleared between the trucks.
On the phone, Su Yixia said, "I've agreed to your terms. Where's the property deed of the Ruan Family?"
"I want to see him."
The breathing on the other end of the line was heavy, like a hammer, ready to swing down and chop off Gu Nuan's head at any moment.
Gu Nuan wasn't entirely without nerves, but she knew clearly that the other side would yield. Because money, to them, was more important than her husband.
