CHAPTER 679: CHAPTER 681:

Just as the kidnapper finished speaking, they unexpectedly heard footsteps!

The kidnapper paled in terror, and by the time he had come to his senses, the police had already encircled them tightly.

The kidnapper cursed loudly, feeling that these people were simply insane!

Could it be that these people weren’t afraid he would kill the hostage?

The kidnapper immediately drew the knife from his thigh and charged towards Mo Jiantao.

Mo Jiantao, seeing the knife, tensed up with fear.

But one of the detectives, quick as a flash, leaped in through the window and fired a shot at the kidnapper’s shoulder.

The shot hit, and a scream pierced the air instantly.

Mo Jiantao’s heart was pounding wildly; even though the criminal was subdued, he was still in shock.

When the kidnapper’s mask was pulled off, Mo Jiantao finally saw his face.

The face, marred with a palm-size burn scar, looked very fierce. Coupled with the ferocious expression, it appeared quite terrifying.

Even as the criminal was dragged away, Mo Jiantao was dazed.

A detective came forward and said, "Mr. Mo, are you alright?"

Mo Jiantao shook his head, still disturbed, and asked, "Who called the police?"

"It was your daughter and Young Master Yu. To rescue you, they even sent five helicopters. Thanks to these helicopters, our rescue operation went very smoothly. Are you injured?"

Mo Jiantao hurriedly showed them his wounds, which were now hurting even more than before.

He had been able to bear it initially, but now the pain seemed to have multiplied a thousandfold, causing Mo Jiantao to grimace in agony.

Even as he was taken onto the helicopter, Mo Jiantao could not calm his emotions.

It was only when sitting on the helicopter and looking down that Mo Jiantao felt as if he had forgotten something.

But what exactly had he forgotten?

Mo Jiantao frowned, looking down at the very place where he had just been tortured, his mind a total blank.

Mo Jiantao was not taken home but was instead flown directly to the hospital.

After some medical treatment, Qin Yuan hurried over upon hearing the news. Seeing Mo Jiantao in such a disheveled state and with a clearly battered face, she looked as if she wanted to cry but held back her tears.

Mo Jiantao, irritated, quickly sent her off to get some food.

He wasn’t going to eat the hospital’s food.

Soon Yu Siqiao and Mo Shu arrived.

Mo Shu, with her prominent belly, walked in a manner most striking.

Mo Shu naturally resembled Sha Ling quite a bit, and her pregnant waddle instantly reminded Mo Jiantao of Sha Ling’s past behavior, arrogantly bossing others around while supporting her back.

Seeing the obvious signs of having been beaten on Mo Jiantao’s face, the baby inside Mo Shu suddenly stirred.

With one hand supporting her aching back and the other touching her belly, Mo Shu frowned and said, "How did you end up being kidnapped when everything was fine?"

Mo Jiantao snorted derisively through his nostrils, "Hmph."

Indeed, like mother, like daughter; their way of speaking was exactly the same.

Seeing his expression, Mo Shu also snorted, "With the state you’re in, don’t bother coming home. It’ll just worry Grandpa. I just told Grandpa that you went dancing before your leg was fully healed and ended up doing the splits too hard and landed in the hospital."

Mo Jiantao laughed in anger, "I am your father!"

"Grandpa is also your father!" Mo Shu retorted coldly, "Grandpa is getting on in years. Don’t let word of this kidnapping get out. Think about your father for once!"

Mo Jiantao clenched his teeth furiously, "Bitch! I really don’t know what kind of beast raised you. You have no proper respect for your father. Get out!"