Lan Tiansheng was right, they had no choice, Qiao Junzhen was in his hands. Si Limo’s expression didn’t change much, but it was obviously still gloomy. He casually wrote a check, filled in a number, and waved it gently between his fingers. The check floated in mid-air for a second, slowly descending to the ground. Lan Tiansheng grabbed it, saw the number on it, and smiled: "I didn’t expect Master Si to be such a little money vault. Since the two of you are so sincere, I won’t say anything more. By the way, I wish you both a happy upcoming wedding, may you have a long and happy marriage." That tone, no matter how you listened to it, had a feeling of malice. He leisurely stood up, looked at the steel watch on his wrist: "Alright, I’ll leave first. Tomorrow, I’ll send someone to take Third Young Master Qiao to a specific location, Xiaren, wait for my news." Wait for you to go to hell! Today, after a bit of chatter, he earned thirteen billion, which greatly improved Lan Tiansheng’s mood. Qiao Xiaren almost crushed the coffee cup in her hand. Once her dad is rescued, she’ll crush Lan Tiansheng! Mona, the Lan Family, An Yuqian, none of these people should expect to have a good life! "Don’t get angry yet, let him gloat for a while. The fall from heaven to hell tastes the best," Si Limo’s face was still gloomy, feeding thirteen billion to a bastard, it felt suffocating. "Let’s go back and check on my mom first, she’s the one who started all this. Right now, she’s being held by Grandpa at the Qiao Family, and Lan Tiansheng has no intention of probing, showing that these people only care about their own interests. Only my mom still wholeheartedly works for the Lan Family, and she doesn’t even know when people sell her out!" Get full chapters from 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹~𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮~𝚗𝚎𝚝 "Let’s go back first." Although Qiao Xiaren was still a bit worried about her father, as long as she could see him tomorrow, everything would be fine. Once her dad is home, the Lan Family won’t have a good time. It was already seven in the evening, An Yuqian had forgotten how long she’d been in this basement. She shivered from the cold. She’d heard about this place before. It was said that during the Republic of China period, death row inmates were held here. The Qiao Family’s house rules used to be very strict, extremely cruel to women who betrayed the family. Suddenly, small lights shone not far away. An Yuqian felt both fear and hope. The result was shocking when she saw it was her son, Qiao Yi’an. He sat in a wheelchair, and there wasn’t much emotion on his delicate face, with a heavy blanket over his knees. "Yi’an, are you here to let me out? Did someone from the Lan Family come?" "Eat," Qiao Yi’an said coldly, hearing the words ’Lan Family’ made him extremely disgusted. Because of the Lan Family, his father was once again trapped, suffering who knows where. Uncle Wu placed the food on the ground, not wanting to say much, just looked at Qiao Yi’an: "Young Master, let’s go, this tunnel is really too cold." "Hmm." Qiao Yi’an nodded lightly, just about to leave when An Yuqian grabbed him fiercely, "Son, please get me out, I don’t want to stay here, it’s too scary, boohoo, can you bear to let your mom stay here? Even Lan Lan and Tiansheng know to feel sorry for me, why are you and Xiaren so heartless..." Uncle Wu frowned and pried An Yuqian’s grip off Qiao Yi’an’s hand. An Yuqian, perhaps too desperate, even left marks on Qiao Yi’an’s hand with her nails. Her nails were too long, digging in hard, even Uncle Wu couldn’t stand watching it.