The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

Had it not been for her quick response and stable and good car skills, she would have really crashed into it just now.

"Go back." Meng Ying was calm.

"good."

If someone really wants to start, this time he didn't succeed, he would definitely find another chance.

You can't take this risk anymore.

Fortunately, the journey home went smoothly.

"This matter must be investigated carefully." The more Qingcheng thought about it, the more he became afraid.

Meng Ying sat on the sofa, drinking water, "No need to check."

"Do you know who it is?"

"Yan Yingshan." Ninety percent of Meng Ying was sure it was Yan Yingshan, but he didn't expect him to move so fast.

Unfortunately, it failed.

It also proved that this person was cruel.

It stands to reason that it is impossible for him to let her return home alive.

Meng Ying was thinking about what trick he was holding back.

He glanced at the cup in his hand and looked around the house again.

The phone buzzed.

Meng Ying sank her heart when she saw the call, and answered, "Mom..."

…

Yao Zheng never knew that she would be kidnapped one day. Her hands and feet were tied to a chair, and her mouth was covered with vinyl. She was not as scared as she was at the beginning.

The other party tied her up and didn't act immediately, indicating that she didn't really want her life.

That's what you are waiting for.

Do you want money?

This kind of thing hadn't happened before, but after Meng Shaofeng became bigger and stronger, no one dared to do this to her.

Finally, the door opened.

A bald head walked in, holding a knife in his hand, glancing at Yao Zheng gloomily, sitting on the chair, with his legs cocked, swinging the knife.

After a while, the door opened again.

Seeing the person coming in, the bald head quickly stood up.

"Brother Shan."

Yan Yingshan walked in, glanced at Yao Zheng, sat on the sofa, smoking a cigarette.

He gave Bald a wink, and Bald walked to Yao Zheng and tore off the black tape from her mouth.

The pulling force was so heavy that Yao Zheng's eyes burst into tears with pain.

"Who are you?" Yao Zheng hadn't seen Yan Yingshan, and he didn't look like someone seeking money.

Yan Yingshan glanced at the time, "Who am I? You will know when your daughter is here."

Yao Zheng panicked, "Did you call my daughter?"

"Yes." Yan Yingshan took a puff of cigarette and flicked the ashes. "It should be coming soon."

"What are you calling her for? What do you want to do?" Yao Zheng was really panicked. Meng Ying was pregnant with a child. The group tied her up and called Meng Ying. Everyone knew it was absolutely unsafe.

Yan Yingshan said lightly: "If she doesn't come, why did I let you go?"

Yao Zheng understands.

What they have to deal with is Meng Ying, not for money.

Yao Zheng prayed silently in his heart, hoping that Meng Ying would not come.

Obviously, her prayers are of no use.

"People are coming."

With the door open, Meng Ying walked in with a big belly.

She saw Yao Zheng's hands and feet tied, and her eyes became colder.

"You go quickly." Yao Zheng was anxious, angry and helpless.

Meng Ying walked in, and she asked Yan Yingshan, "What do you want? Let's talk."

"Don't you have zy's black material? Take it out and I'll let your mother go." Yan Yingshan took a hard smoke, waiting for her to hand over the things.

"Let my mother go first."

"Miss Meng, don't coax me like a three-year-old child. Today, if you don't give me anything, no one will want to leave." Yan Yingshan was tough.

Meng Ying smiled, "If it is so difficult to discuss, then you can kill whoever you want to kill first."